Love Haqiqi

I'm heartbroken

At night, the hotel Ballroom has now been filled with guests who have filled the room. The light of the lights was howling, clearly highlighting the faces of the guests sitting in a circle on the white chair.

The event started 30 minutes ago. The music of the dance accompanist has been heard, dozens of couples began to go down to dance to the music that has been played in the room.

At the end of the room, there was a woman who broke away from the crowd, sitting alone in the corner of the room with her eyes constantly looking ahead, once her eyes peeked to the corner of the room, looking for the person at the hunt earlier. A big smile with sparkling eyes looks again notala see the funny behavior of a couple who are sitting on a lap that is kneeling their feet each because of aches.

“Can I sit here?” Melisa rubbed her chest and turned her head to the side with a smile, allowing Jack who stood alone to sit beside her.

“Tumben you are alone, usually also like together Brother Andress? You guys are like an inseparable couple.” Jack poked his shoulder with his lips.

“So he was out of the room when I was eating. I don't know where he is now. Want to know him?” Andress asked in a tone of dislike voice, her hand shifted the chair then approached towards Melisa. Melisa flicked her lips and drank the water on her table.

“Nanyain does not mean miss Jack. I've moved on.” Melisa said as she wiped her lips using a tissue. He bit his lips with his hands against his face.

“Seriously can move on? Or just pretend to move on?” Tanya investigated Jack while sitting next to Melisa who was in the corner of the room near the main door. He folded his arms, staring at the woman beside him.

“What am I pretending to be Jack? I can't live full of pretense. Isn't normal life better?” Sahut Melisa while tidying the hair in a low bun, which shows her neckline. He stood up to tidy up a pastel-colored dress that showed a plain shoulder with a brucat covering his arm. Jack stood up to tidy up the end of his long dress that touched the floor.

Jack don't be like this, don't make me admire you more. My heart beats when I see you like this.

Melisa relax! You just admire him, not love him. Melisa's mind stared in amazement at Jack who was crouched tidying up the end of his dress.

“Good! Why are you separating here? Why not join your family? Or join the dance with them?” Jack asked, reawakening his daydream. He stood up again, tidying up the mocca suit he wore. Melisa puts her shoulders and invites Jack to pull over from the room to the balcony at the end of the room. To walk there, he had to walk around the promenade and past the group of guests dancing on the floor.

“I'm comfortable there. Because you can clearly see the newlywed couple, and want to make sure someone does not come here. For dancing, I can't dance alone like crazy. You know yourself, I don't have boyfriend.” Melisa honestly replied bluntly while laughing crisply. Jack, who was standing next to her, smiled knots, showing off his dimples. He really likes the personality of Melisa who is, open, humble, and not made-up. They walk side by side like lovers who are kasmaran.

“No need to be explained, because I know you are Singles.” Melisa flicked her lips with a pinch on Jack's arm that was rubbing against her. Jack laughed as he brushed aside Melisa's hand that was tearing her arm. A few people sitting in a circle at the table looked at them questionnaires.

“Do not be clear Jack, because you are single. Singles don't poke at each other.” Jack laughed again as he waved at Melvin and Meida who were staring at them with smiles from above.

“They are very compatible, like the Prince and Princess King of the fairyland. Their smiles continue to expand, their faces look very happy.” Said slowly Jack with a smile pointing towards the guarantee with his chin. Then he bowed his face respectfully when he met people he knew, especially his colleagues at the hospital.

“They are compatible. Their love struggle is incredible. Problem after problem they managed to pass, and ended happily like now.” Melisa said by showing off her sweetest smile. Her long dress was left unraveled sweeping along the floor they passed.

Helena and Zaina smile at them, with eyes both nurturing much hope and do'a. Seeing couples who are chatting with occasional laughs.

“The love is amazing. I was amazed by Melvin, he was willing to leave everything only for Meida whose notebook used to be a nobody, who was just a regular employee at his company.” Melisa nodded her head assuring the words of the man beside her. He did not expect, his ignorant intentions to Melvin, now bear a mate for his Koko.

“The toughness of Melvin's love, and Meida's patience, until sweet fruit as it is now. Sometimes seeping in my heart, there is a little envy in them.” Tell Jack slowly by putting one hand into his suit pocket. Melisa immediately looked at Jack who was beside her while frowning.

“Eri? What makes you envious?” Jack took his breath. He picked up the tulips in the vase, then inhaled them. Then he gave the flower to Melisa to breathe.

“They have found their respective ribs. As for me, it is still busy in search.” Melisa received the flower with a shy blush. His red face looks very visible, because it is highlighted by lights.

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At the hotel rooftop, a young woman is arguing with her father. The woman seemed to cry as she clasped the hand of her father who was persuading her. The woman's cry grew louder, as she recalled the man she loved marrying another woman.

“Papa why bring I (I: England) here! I came all the way from Beijing here, to see the reception of the man I loved. Bad papa! I don't like this place! Papa said we will holiday to Bali, but instead invite I to attend the wedding reception Kak Melvin!” The middle-aged man of Chinese descent rubbed his shaken child's shoulders. He stroked her gently to calm her son's feelings.

“But papa don't bring I to this place. Papa must have seen what I got it like when he was in Beijing? I gave up time I to win his heart, although he always avoided I. I don't want to congratulate Brother Melvin! I don't want to go down! I'm still at home here!” The middle-aged man let out a rough sigh. His daughter was so stubborn, he found it hard to persuade her. He knows the love story of his daughter who is not as smooth as his career. The only daughter who is jolly and beautiful, has long pursued the Son of his business partner who still has a family relationship. But unfortunately, the man did not respond at all, and instead avoided his daughter because he did not like his overt attitude.

“Yaudah, it's up to you if you still want to be here. As long as you don't act. Remember that! Melvin's married, don't disturb his household! We're here to attend her wedding reception, not to do anything.” The young lady pursed her lips with a sigh. He took off his high heels and was thrown into the trash as a form of protest on his papih.

“Iyaiya I know! I can't possibly disturb other people's households. I'm not that low! I'm just heartbroken! Papa understand a little what I feel like now. It was only fitting that when I attended the Nagara company anniversary, Melvin was not there, it turned out that he was really with his girlfriend. I guess the news is a lie, it's true.” The woman's loud cry again sounded like a child with her feet stomping. He did not care about his surroundings, he just wanted to vent his wounded heart by crying. Broken heart it was not good.

“Not crying anymore. Free, your tears will not turn into pearls like Mermaids! Aren't you tired of crying earlier? If collected, maybe your tears are already a bucket. Okay okay papa will let you here. Papa hold your word! Papa go down first, mama you are waiting there!” The woman did not speak her papa words, she was still crying over her destiny. Not knowing anything, she is suddenly invited to attend the wedding reception of Melvin, her first love since their first meeting. The destiny of life is 2, between inviting or being invited guests.

“Iya go there! I can't hang myself here because there's no rope. Jump any height, I don't dare! I don't want to die yet, I'm not married and have children. Quick papa go down!” The man held back a laugh with cheeks puffed up with a reddened face hearing the silly words of his heartbroken son in the middle of his sobbing. If you are sad, the attitude of the child's centile disappeared, turning into melow like this.

“Iya. You don't ever die, your sins are still much the same papa. Debt you have not been in installments, credit you are a lot of indigent. Papa won't pay! Try not to die first.” Ledk the man while ruffling his shoulder-length daughter's hair. The woman instantly stopped her crying looking at her papa in annoyance.

“Papa bummer! Go there! Don't stick to me. I'm again heartbroken, I need myself!” Shouted annoyedly the woman while pushing her papa body that was holding back his laughter. The man followed the wishes of his daughter. He stood up holding the shoulders of his daughter, who was wearing a V-collar dress, with short arms.

“Iyaiya. Papa's down! Take care of yourself. Remember, stock boys are still a lot. Don't be stupid for love. Later you papa knows his son Pak Udin his driver Oma in Malang. Papa sure, you will immediately fall in love when you see it.”

“Basic old man nyebelin! Instead of supporting his son, this even menggeledek. Is I really papa's son?” The man laughed out loud as he walked towards the entrance.

“You son that papa found under your mama's bed haha.” The woman threw the high heels back into the trash, as her papa's crisp laughter disappeared behind the elevator that led her downstairs.

I'm like a stress man crying here. But no, there is no one. I need a place to vent my grief.

God, love clapping one hand is sick. Especially in marriage. How terrible is the fate of I. Though I was happy about going on vacation to Indonesia, but happiness I turned into tears when I saw it in the pelaminan like that.

The woman muttered softly while standing beside the balcony. He closed his eyes and shouted.

“God, where's my soul mate???” Shouts with all his might. He was unaware of the presence of a man staring at him from behind, shaking his head.

People stress out of love, well. I was heartbroken, not so much. The man's mind, he sat in the chair behind the woman, blocked by a large vote. Then he screamed.

“Your soul is under the overpass!” The woman wept more and more awkwardly holding tight to the iron fence that stretched along the side of the rooftop.

“What is the soul mate of a beggar or a scavenger?” The woman shouted back, still closing her eyes. While the man behind her held back a laugh, looking at the girlhood in front of her.

“White wants which haha?” The woman immediately opened her eyes when she heard the laughter of a man behind her. He turned his body, and saw a man folding his hands laughing at him.

“Youuu, who are you? Why are you here? You're a stalker? ” The man stopped his laughter. He folded his hands with a relaxed face.

“I want to ask my soul mate with God, let it look like a stress person haha.” The woman instantly widened her eyes with glaring eyes. He refused the waist to approach the man who mocked him.

“You taunting I?” The man raised his shoulders and raised both hands.

“According to you?”

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