My Holiness Lost on New Year's Eve

CHAPTER 4

The biggest mistake of my life is always the past

~AnindyaSaputri

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With a limp step I walked towards the teacher's room, yes now I have been in school to take my diploma.

Many pairs of eyes looked at me disdainfully as if it was a despicable item.Maybe the news of the new year's night had spread widely. But at this time I can still stand because of mother's advice.

"Assalamualaikum sir, ma'am" I greet them one by one

"Waalaikumsalam, here sit Nindya" asked the headmaster.

Long time talking about the requirements for the completion of the diploma finally now the diploma has officially become mine.

After that I also say goodbye to go home feeling bad with the gaze of the teachers here.

After coming out of the room I just breathed a sigh of relief but only three steps I immediately heard the call of the headmaster

"Nindy, wait"

"Yes sir, what's wrong?" ask me to be polite

With wide strides he approached me then his eyes came here like a thief.

Then he stared at me intensely.

"I already know the news of the new year's night, if you want to let's play with me" he whispered as he heated up my body.

It is a shameful insult

"Asstagfirullah"

The man I've respected all along turned out to be just an unscrupulous coward.

"Don't ruin my life"

After that I immediately left it, until at home of course I did not tell my mother. I'm afraid he's worried.

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The day went by and I realized my biggest mistake was slumping in time.

My unrelenting gratitude to the creator of his blessing and mother's prayer, Gayatri's vow did not happen to me.

Begin me to formulate the wishful thinking that has been broken for a long time. Even now I have been looking for God's Ridho maybe that night I only wear a veil but my clothes are not loose.

Now also due to frequent study I have worn a wide veil and a robe.

My metic bike when SMA was still around.

But the happiness did not last long, when I died trying to bury the trauma.

Right that morning when a man ordered a drink, I happened to drive him.

And that figure managed to make me shake violently, Well he peria b a j i n g a n that ruined my future.

By praying to the creator, my body is now in front of the man's table.

"Please leave it at the drink" I replied.

He was walking from his cellphone I could see there was a shock there.

"Nindy.." his sizzle was slow.

That night he asked me my name but not me.

"Nindy wait I want to talk.." she shouted following my steps.

I don't care if I just want to go home to the boss's mad business later

But when I got to my bike, he tried to grab my hand, and immediately I patted it rough.

But he managed to reach the circular bracelet on my hand.

"Back my bracelet" I said flatly

"i wanted to talk. That night I'm sorry" I could see there was a regret on his face.

"I'm sorry you can't change my life, can't take away my trauma. You're just a bajinga and have no feelings" I shouted furiously

Without being able to hold back tears just come out

After that I rushed to leave her. Unsatisfied he took my precious treasure now the bracelet was not taken how much.

When I got home I told my mother everything because I was sure the solution was on her.

"It's good that you speak first, son, because the resentment you hold will slowly ruin you." mother advised.

"Pun it's good if he wants to be responsible" said the mother again.

No. It would never happen for me to accept her. The wound was bleeding without being prevented.if problems meet I will think. It's good that I think about slapping that b u u k face.

Seriate...