
Sayup sayup I heard the sound of azan shubuh reverberating, slowly I opened my eyes moist because crying last night, it was a bit difficult to open these eyes because it seemed too severe swelling. My body hurts so much but it hurts no more than the wound in my heart from last night. I slowly got up, walked over to the mirror attached to the wardrobe. I saw how messed up I was, the puffy eyes, the cuts on the temples and the edges of the lips that still had dried blood stains still stuck there, as well as my body that was filled with bluish bruises. It hurts to be born and my mind remembers last night's events. "However you're by, it's not full a day our son dies you also go leave me alone" I raced alone, no more tears flowed to her, which turned out to have no compassion for me. No longer want me to linger in this sadness, immediately I clean my body and I carry out my duties like any other day. "There can be no more tears of regret, no more blaming your own stupidity, after all it has happened. Just go for it, maybe it's the best. I must rise, there must be no more tears flowing I must leave here, forget all these bitter memories, sha you can! Laa yukalifullahu nafsan Illa wus aha" I said to encourage myself.
I fulfill my duty of prayer solemnly, I pray to be strengthened in living all this, I sincerely, I, I am ridho and I surrender to all the destiny that I have to live now and then.
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