LOVE STRING POPEYE

16. I'm sorry

The night had shown at two in the morning, but desta had not been able to close his eyes..

The end of this it feels very difficult to be able to close the eyes.jagankan can deep sleep, just a short sleep it feels very difficult...

Pacing back and forth in the room, read the book, all the busy work checks are done hoping after that it can fall asleep but still his eyes are reluctant to compromise

extraordinary inner upheaval hard managed to break his psychic magic, recently desta felt anxiety, fear and all his other bad feelings...

There are regrets that always overshadowed her, guilt that was so much up-to-the point that it felt like she had lost her spirit in life..

all became chaotic, messed up because of his own actions..

if only I were not like this....

suppose I didn't do that ..

if only I could take care of her....

if I had not been a slave to lust..

And..still a lot of supposing.assume the others who make it nelangsa and like losing the spirit of life...undermining the order that has been built for years...

"I'M SORRY, SWEETHEART..."

"EXCUSE ME"

only that word is always thrown from his mouth which has always been used to lie to his heart

"If only I could turn the clock, baby"

"If only the opportunity still existed"

"I'll keep your kind heart and trust my love, my adoration"

Desta's cry broke the silence, and the silence of his room.

there was a pain that pierced her heart prick, creeping up following the blood circulation in her pulse

like there was a whisper

" just cut off your pulse so that all your pain is gone"

Desta tried to fight his pain.try to collect the debris of his hope that had been torn and crushed...

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Man has instincts to follow and imitate the behavior and speech of others who are around him.Of course human character or nature is formed from the environment and its association..

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If you get together with a perfumed oil seller then you will smell fragrant..

that's how important it is to choose and sort out relationships..

GATHERING WITH OUR SCIENCE WILL BE SMART

GATHERING WITH OUR LOSERS WILL ALSO BE THE SAME AS LOSERS

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Of course, all humans hope and aspire to be good people...

from the fetus parents have been taught to give suggestions with speech, behavior, and listen to good sounds so that later the baby is born his character formed according to input from his parents..

An advice to say your home is your school, your parents are your teachers emphasizes that the home environment plays a role in the formation of the character of the child..

the behavior of parents will be imitated by their children.

after graduating from parents, his advanced school is social.So humans are genetically derived from the products of both parents, the,But the behavior of children is strongly influenced by the environment and its associations.Nature and character are also formed from these two environments..

as good as the nature of parents if the child's environment is bad it will affect the character of the child as well as behind it...

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"arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...

desta random shuffles her hair.His head feels heavy.pening..much like a globe is on top of her head, her brain can no longer think....

round mind and logic that makes him feel like giving up, but his heart says strong to continue to survive....

"you're bodoooh desta, so stupid

" Lust has destroyed your common sense

the temporary pleasure you gulp with the woman becomes a catastrophe for yourself....

plamboyan, casanova, the conqueror of women, the prince of tamvan, mighty men and many other names of his clubing friends or his female friends who used to be so crazy and trapped in him...

it has now turned into an inner misery, turning into an endless sadness...

Desta is hysterical with her regrets... NETAAAA

" How are you doing right now, baby"

"Whatever, where, who's the same"

"I'm sorry baby, I'm sorry for my stupidity all this time...

" I'm sorry I didn't appreciate your loyalty and your sacrifice..

Tears of regret that really hurt...

desta stared at the dim light of the moon that made her daydream increasingly become..

suddenly, his phone rang.

ringtone from her phone surprised her...

ah already.maybe from the woman of her night whispered her heart.

but. her phone is ringing again...

desta is stunned, what is Neta ?? he thought expectantly please worry

*desta, put a picture frame on the table in the corner of her balcony, and then immediately rushed into her room, no matter who in the middle of the night called her.Hopefully you were my lover.

and it turned out to be true

his eyes widened, almost a month his lover disappeared....

immediately put the phone on his bed

with trembling hands and a fast racing heartbeat, he picked up the phone from a lover who missed him so much, a lover who had hurt him...lovers who have always been like fairies but have the heart to be made like garbage......

"HELLOO"

HALOOO"

"HELLOO DARLING"

SAYAAANG.......DENGER ISN'T ?

the sound of a lie on the other end of the phone resuscitates the vika of her daydreaming struggle...

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ii-iyya Hello...

neta's voice shook with the sobs, I wanted to say I miss mas..very long .. but his chest was so crowded considering the betrayal of Desta.

"Yes, baby.Where are you now ? so, pick up, baby ?

are you there, baby ?

*desta did not waste this precious opportunity

Darling....?

hello dear..* he continued again.

*Neta closed her eyes, why the word darling sounded so hurtful and disgusting in her ears...

set his breath so that the loser man does not hear his sadness, must pura strong so that he feels also his pain is ignored...

Neta managed to caress him, with her gentle yet resolute voice answered her

"Yes mas

"i'm fine

" i'm enjoying my vacation with Wawa

" it has been a long time, only in sports with work and affairs*****-whimpering in the shophouse

" refresh the brain to keep it sane

* Either got the power from which neta can be more relaxed and can control themselves as if everything that befalls her does not hurt her, does not step on her mental stampede...despite the fact that his eyes are still swollen at this time because of his painful cries...

there is only the word FACE...DON'T RUN....

trying to solve problems in adulthood is enough like a coward leaving the battlefield...

now Neta deserves his Srikandi who is ready to fight the kurawa army in the story of mahabarata..

enough of all this pain...

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