Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapters 74. Life Learning for Me.

Even though I'm in high school, I still like to play swing with him, sitting on his lap. But no one pushed.

Arul stepped backwards, after which I climbed on his lap, and he also let go of his footrest, and we swung together.

I was surprised the rope was so strong, and it never broke.

Even I like to ride on the tree, bring salt and soy sauce and small pepper, have me tenacious once, and keep it on a small plate. I keep the knife in my back pocket. I also began to climb, and on top there is a wide branch branch for seating. I also took the mangoes that are already willing to cook, and began peeling it and immediately eat it.

Although there was a snake leaf, we had mutual respect, he did not dare peck at me, just saw me enjoying the food that was so delicious I ate. Sometimes Arul rose to help me eat, but because it is narrow, Arul lazy to go up again.

Our house is very beautiful, many mango trees and guava, there are even Empang fish, let in the house of Arul. The crater at the back, stretched wide, what a very beautiful view. Large reservoir in front of the house, whose river is so large.

I never took a bath there again, maybe an adult so I'm embarrassed. My little garden friends are growing up, women have begun to shy cats with Arul who is getting handsome and vice versa with me, the man I used to duel, Arul, I am getting embarrassed and embarrassed too.

We are calm, quiet and very expensive, if in the eyes of others, which makes the opposite sex we are very embarrassed to approach us.

But if I and Arul, we never change at all. The restless, ignorant, perverted, oppressive, arrogant and narcissistic Amira is my hallmark, which I find hard to let go of when I'm with her.

Arul too. Men are annoying, insulting, berate me, and always humbled me as low as possible, but I keep trying to fly as high as possible, despite how many times Arul succeeds always, throwing me back to the ground.

Amira Flashback.

Amira again grieved to remember her good son, Imram who has been getting away from her, maybe in the mind of my good son.

I really have no shame, if he knew that I was a very expensive person, just because I considered Imram my best friend, although it felt funny, to the person who saw us. Because our age gap is so far away, but he can penetrate my heart, and managed to grow my love, like I love my best friend, Arul.

If Imram knew, expensive nature, spoiled, bring it, pure taste and care so much like Arul my best friend. I also believe in him and am open to him.

The Almighty brought Imram into my life as just a life lesson for me, about the mistakes of the past, but the affection of friends for him, has grown and tortured me.

It makes me very sad and hurt. And made me like a very wicked woman, and heartless and blind, for repaying Imram's kindness with the betrayal of privacy, and her real life principles were only my jokes with her parents, whose parents at all know the nature of his son, and we laugh happily together.this joking color is only considered to be the uniqueness of their child.

But because of my nature that always tries to explain, eventually it becomes a big misunderstanding, and the bigger and more complicated the problem, the more complicated.

I blame myself too, though,

Why can't you give me my good son, ?.

And don't bother him anymore.

May time allow me to recollect all the memories of Father, Arul and Imram, and to believe that people are as good as they are, I do not deserve to have, and wish I could live my life so much better, let go of the memories of those who only always make these tears come out of guilt.

Right now I should be focused on my life goals, to make my family happy, and the people around me happy, and hopefully I can realize my ideals of being a generous rich person. And it can create a lot of jobs. Give Lah Ya Allah..Amen 🤲🤲.

Right now I don't need to be happy.

Maybe Amira is just destined to live in this world, only to bring happiness in the hearts of others around her, as well as her beloved family. His overly compassionate and loyal nature only made others fear him.

May time heal this wound, and Amira is always able to treat her own. Because Amira is a strong woman, patient and steadfast and always thinks positively.

And believe that someday he will be happy. And all will be well, and all the misunderstandings of people who unfortunately, someday will change with trust, if Amira deserves their love. and they also believe that Amira has no bad intentions at all.

May Allah Meridhoi, and grant his ideals. Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin. 🤲🤲."

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