Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapters 115. If It Could Be That Easy.

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Chapters 115.

The day kept rolling, finally it had been quite two weeks had passed.

I'm a wayward and always can't keep my word, if I'm in touch with my good son Imram. I was always stubborn to greet him even though he waited a long time to read my chat.

I was always sad as always, considering the old times, this good boy was so considerate of me. At this time the sense of care has disappeared only the pity left in me who is a very independent Sagittarius, and a very indifferent figure, and a voter, and very easy ilfeel, but faced with Imram, the Sagittarius Zodiac being someone else, it was really very sad.

Losing a child is like losing Arul and Dad in my life again, which is what makes me the biggest idiot in the world like this.

I admit that this child is very good, he is very attentive to the condition of my son Aryan who is sick, Imram always gives the best empathy and support chat for me in caring for Aryan, Imram is a very good boy. Naturally, son, this heart of God willing is clean, very trusting of you son, even though the trust of you I have no more.

Imram felt that our relationship was unnatural, and was shocked by my attitude so close to him, because we were never again face to face, since Imram drove Aryan into his apartment, in the early days of college.

I told him, If it is natural that he is like that, because he has never had friends like Father and Arul, and has not had the most difficult test in life, Moreover, the good boy became the best helper, not the one he helped.

Amira who has always been a helper for many people he met, in his life, although many only use him, Amira is always sincere and never deterred to help.

But now he has been helped by a good boy named Imram, who has always been sincere and sincere in helping him and anyone who needs his help, tampa looked at his status and who he was helping.

For Amira, Imram is truly present at a time when Amira really misses Father and Arul, at the lowest point of her life, and Imram enters into her life, helping her, giving support, cheerful child, she said, bawel, caring and very kind like Father and Arul and finally evokes memories and guilt, regret for having hurt his father and Arul,

It would hurt Imram's heart which was very good to him, as if it hurt Dad.

and Arul came back a second time.

This close feeling is what makes this good boy very confused by my treatment,

Let the time work, maybe I should work hard not to chat the good boy again, let him find new people and forget me.

"Well...!! Khan so mewek again Khan, Hik..Hic..Hic...It's so sad to have to let go of Imram, like I let go of Dad and Arul.

Oh my God, I am confused too. Why is it so easy for this heart to love that child, ?

So very special, like Dad and Arul to me.

It is very difficult to let go of this good boy, who always makes me sad, because my affection for Imram only incurs too much slander surrounding my affection for him who is sincere, he said, as a good friend to him, and finally a lot of third parties who influence nak Imram who eventually made him misunderstand me, as well as give a wrong understanding, to my good son, this, which eventually scared him and doubted me even more.

I could only tell her that time would work and prove that I was forever just a friend, and a good friend to her.

Imram answered it.

"Yes aunt let time work."

And Imram said again, with a sense of empathy.

"Don't cry - cry on Aunt."

I can only say Amin 🤲🤲 Though this great sadness, because this good boy always doubted me, misunderstood me, uncomfortable with me again, because he was always in doubt, and I was always a half-sane patient for him, who pretended to be a fool who should have been conscious, and sincerely let go of the good boy, but thought of him at all.

I must have done it a long time ago, it is very difficult for me, for me who is loyal, if you believe in someone is very difficult to forget, it is very difficult to forget, there are too many tears that I have to shed to be sincere with the passing of these three best men in my life.

Remembering my patient father who always supported me, and always helped me, and Arul from the age of five to college was always near me. Also Imram who is so similar to Arul, his nature and personality and a pair of eyes that are so similar to Arul also his hair that is so similar to Arul.

After Imram's departure, after more focus on looking at his face in his WA profile photo, I only realized that Imram really has a pair of eyes that are very similar to Arul, even his hair is very similar to Arul, Arul, it makes these tears never dry because of regret, as if it has hurt Arul for the second time also Dad.

As well as remembering how good this good boy was to me, but my stupid jokes shattered his trust in me, and made him sad that eventually, made Imram very disappointed in me, giving me great regret. And regret that can always drain my tears, until swollen, because so sad to have lost these three best men.

FATHER, ARUL AND IMRAM.

I know it's a reward for me too, for hurting my father and Arul, who love me so much,

Why is a new person so valuable if he has lost it ?

For me Father and Arul are very rare friends people get it, I am a very lucky woman to have ever had their sincere affection.

Although this moment only leaves a huge regret and sadness, I am truly very sorry.

May I always be steadfast and patient and strong through all these tests. Amen 🤲🤲🤲

May I be sincere and move on, and be willing to realize that Father and Arul will never come to me again.

Right now only the best prayer for Father, Arul and Imram who do not know what, should be a victim of affection only one-sided from me.

May my good son, someday remember me, if I experience something like this, and want to understand my position, if people are sincere, as sad as anything, anything is not easy to forget let alone want to hate.

Right now just move on, and focus on my own life, and my family. Despite a lot of sadness, I had to walk on my own without any more help, although it was very hard for me to stay up, and think positive and fight harder.

Right now, even though this whole world is yelling at me.

"GIVE UP, BECAUSE YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO SURVIVE ANYMORE."

But the heart felt something whispering and said.

"TRY ONCE AGAIN, I AM YOUR LORD, I AM WITH YOU NOW"

I wept bitterly, not that the Creator loved his patient servant so much, though he did his best, that he even broke all his pride to repair, though much doubt and slander surround his sincerity.

Good for his extended family, and his little family, good for his solid team and so for his good son Imram, who has brought to life the memories of Father and Arul, who became his only helpers, when he felt a kara.

But at this time, the Almighty has whispered in his heart, that at this time HE is with him to deal with all the sorrow that befell him, and not to use his intercession anymore. Amen 🤲🤲

HE is All-Powerful, All-Knowing and All-Knowing that I have really tried to fix everything, but the Almighty knows far better my heart, and at this time HE is Most Perfect has been willing at this time to accompany me through this test of grief, and I am very confident that I can pass it. Insha'allah. Amen 🤲🤲.

There is always the best, above the best. Insha'allah. Amen 🤲🤲🤲

May this sorrow end soon, and my good son Imram said.

"Don't cry - cry on Auntie, will not color my life again, even if you have to lose her, and sincerely Imram brings the memories of Father and Arul with him.

Let me keep the three of them in the most beautiful memories of my life, have had these three very kind and sincere people, and wish the three of them all the best that I trust and love. Amen 🤲🤲"

Seriate