LOVE STRING POPEYE

15. I released myself

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The hardest thing about a long relationship is to forget, not..not love anymore but togetherness that will be lost...

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Neta is devastated by the reality that is currently embracing it.Sense helpless, unappreciated, unattractive, unlovable all so vividly dancing nari as if mocking and stripping ego, unappealing,skinned every inch of his heart, tearing apart his defensive fortifications...

it hurts..it hurts..and it hurts so much....

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His heart painstakingly wanted to forget but his ego refused

"ahhhhh...

it is not easy to forget the memories of 8 years just a blink of an eye..

it is difficult to break the beliefs that have been built so full...

but it must be, forced by common sense to think rationally.in forced hearts to accept that surviving is a mistake.and surviving is a path of suicide in a land of land..

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It will certainly be difficult to forgive and accept a partner who has been so deep, hurt, lie

,Betray, rig and trample self-esteem,

not an angel who has no anger, disappointment, heartache and even revenge..

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Continuing to survive and maintain a toxic relationship is opening the brink of real mental destruction.what else is only for the class of ordinary women who really appreciate commitment like Neta...

"huffff....

exhaled his breath that seemed to suffocate his...

Forgive me God, forgive me...

sometimes only that word comes out of the lips of Neta...

typed it back verse by verse

words that represent his heart...

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I ran after the uncertain

as if there would be but nothing

everything is so mysterious

I laughed when it was a disaster

I screamed when I was deaf

I stood and my soul floated away...

I feel strong when I am weak....

I tricked myself.....

I keep going down the aisle of life

In front of me, I thought light was dangerous

That road really promises dreams

I picked up tired of the struggle

But at the end of the road was a big hole

I fell and all collapsed

So much you tricked me

I'm bad now

Because faith is not rooted

Forgive me, God my Lord

Life is just your test

I'm shy... I'm fooled

Fooled pseudo pleasure

All of this came and died

Now I realize

I freed myself from the shackles of lust...

Yesterday I was the servant of my wishes

Now the desire to be my servant

I put myself in front of Him

And I resigned too

His destiny

It will be the end of this story

O heart, I release you this second to return to the essential.....

O my heart free you and me from the mortal shackles of the world

I'm leaving....

I'm not coming back

Creator of love

Now together in silence

your night I resigned...

Creator of tears and laughter

The time in my heart is spinning

Exploring the contents of the heart that now feels dead and desperate

Now, calm down and lose the sorrow while with you

I keep myself in your Fortress

in the power of your care

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The beautiful temple represents the heart of Neta, who really feel down and fall as a fall.

Let's rise Neta, Mayo rise..

the call of the deepest voice in his heart....

The word rise that has the connotation of going from the bottom up, from sleep to wake...

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His heart kept yelling for the spirit..

"let's fight your pain Neta.." Like the voice of a friend who does not leave despite screaming away.....

And again the voice spoke

"Neta, everyone has experienced a slump in his life, Realize that in weakness there must be strength, every slump in him there must be a resurrection.

isn't slumping and rising going to be an incredible force if you can synergize ???

like a positive and negative electric current that causes electrical power.....??

the voice re-echoed in the silence of the night....

" My friend..., is not electric power able to drive the machine ?

don't be weak don't be rendered powerless by circumstances....

" If your current condition is bad, don't be discouraged, my friend..

arise.smile....

cheer up....Immediately rise with the solution that is in your slump....

Neta slowly wiped her tears..

the voice came back closer and more provoking his thoughts...

" already sad enough you..have saved your tears for your happiness later...

WEAKNESS IS STRENGTH..

DON'T RUN....

DON'T BE A COWARD....

DON'T HIDE...

FACE..!!!

YOU'RE CAPABLE...

YOU CAN...!!!

BECAUSE YOU'RE GREAT

BECAUSE YOU ARE VALUABLE

BECAUSE YOU ARE SPECIAL

BECAUSE THERE ARE STILL MANY WHO LOVE YOU...

BECAUSE THERE'S STILL SO MUCH YOU NEED...

BECAUSE THERE IS HOPE WAITING....

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Neta's like got a power charger that's out of nowhere....If all this time he's been pulled out of all the mess that's been going on..

if earlier by moving away is a solution.if previously aloof is the request of his heart that is persecuted..

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Neta, rising from her seat, took a glass of mineral water, moistened her dry esophagus and felt hoarse because of her crying....

I have to solve all these problems with the Desta

he took her favorite cell phone

looking for destination mobile number.appears 2 names.

1.The only one and

My Hero

ciii..

Neta was so disgusted to see it.

only one, my hero ????? bulechite....Neta swears

That was, to him, Desta was the one man of his best heart mooring, his Super Hero, his hero, Spiderman, or even his wiro sableng.

Who always protects her from danger, protect her from the harshness of the world, which gives her a sense of security.By being her idol man, her super hero who is ready 24 hours watching her....,which turns out to be like a cold-blooded killer, an enemy in a blanket that turns neta's heart off slowly....

cruel.he said again....

in his breathing deep breaths, hoping to calm the rumble of his emotional turmoil...

this is the first time Neta tried to talk from heart to heart with her fiancee.eh it used to be for her now Desta did not change her like a snake demon in the film sun go kong, but she did not change her,the camouflaged ones blend in to eliminate the traces of his evil that are hidden with his hypocrisy mask

Hah.. actually Neta was reluctant to hear the man's voice, If the sound of desta used to vibrate his soul and his affectionate call was the antidote of any fatigue now different....

that voice must have been arranged in such a way as to seduce the woman.and the friendly call "MY DEAR, MY LOVE, MY BABY, MY HEART, MY HEART, MY HEART, MY QUEEN,and that friendly call that used to be like opium now tastes like poison, that's definitely the word....., the call was used by Desta to ensnare his targets and deliver them on a hot night full of sweat and sin...

Ciiihh.

Neta returned to cursing

it's hard to forget what happened in that room, at home that will be her special place, with her husband and children.... instead, it becomes the hot room of lust for her future husband along with his affair..

HELLO.........!!!

HELLO.......!!!!!

desta's voice breaks neta's daydream..

HELLO DARLING.call again from the end of the phone.

SERIATE.......

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Kinara Riswari