
Since this marriage he and I shared a complaint in a story, exchanging thoughts even though sometimes there is a little tension in things but, he always relented at that moment, too, then comfort me with a joke.
He does act like a child when he wants to or his spoiled fashion.
However, sometimes he also shows maturity when needed.
He taught me the importance of struggle, making dreams as high as possible even if they seemed impossible to achieve.
“the more we fail the more we know what the struggle itself means.”
Say it to me first.
I, this memory is still stuck in my head, how pure his smile, he is so sweet even though the face/apparently like most people in general.
At that time I never imagined this incident, I mean married my own teacher even I never thought that I would have this deep relationship, understandably even I have never been in a relationship with a man like a couple in adolescence.
For me, learning was the most important thing I also did not have many close friends there were only two close friends who were always there for me, but now I don't know where the two of them are, either, maybe they are too busy with their own business right now.
This story is beautiful to me, life is full of happiness, coloring the streets of life with colorful, rainbow.
Sometimes I forget the worst when I feel happy floating to the clouds.
All was full of happiness, with her colorful self, dyeing myself by her nature.
I remember her being like dusk coloring this village in orange.
Without it, this village would be a dark night, and maybe I would be dark too.
I always tell her, not that I don't have my own story but without her maybe I'm just an ordinary girl.
He made me achieve my dreams, because he always encouraged me when I was down, the words he always said when I was down.
“What's wrong, you stay great.”
He would always say that.
Tonight the stars sparkle in the night sky, the silence of the sound, the seconds of time continued to walk, empty felt to accompany him who was lying unconscious, had 5 months he was in a coma lying in the hospital
The doctor said it was a disease he had been suffering from for a long time, but I just found out and he never told me.
I was always waiting for his recovery, waiting for him to wake up and get carried away from his long sleep, every day this was all I could do to accompany him, tell him whether my story could be heard or not.
Cold hands, I always hold when I visit him to see his condition after my daily activities.
Just try to be more honest with me maybe he won't be like this, maybe now...
No I mean 5 months that passed this we filled with laughter full of happiness and of course noisy typical nature.
If only he did not underestimate this and did not be selfish about his health, I might not ah...
I mean, it's not gonna be like this.
Funeral if what he is looking for (money) will only run out to heal himself.
“Wake up, baby. I wait for you, I will always wait for you.”