My love is Fragile

El, I miss you

I still enjoy my days as usual, call her, give news with her through vn, chat, or face menggepap. I was happy to see her when she came by putting a small smile on me. I felt like I was the only woman he loved. I'm woman.

Sometimes he tells his busy life at home, in organizations and friends around him. But until now I have never seen the contents of his cellphone even though my phone is always checked by him. For some reason, when I wanted to try to ask her permission to borrow her phone she always refused and distracted me.

I feel normal at first, because I think yes privacy dong, and I really believe in him. I don't have bad thoughts about him. Yes, because I was blinded by my love for him.

March 23, 2020 is my 21st birthday. I am so happy to be able to celebrate my birthday with him again even in this pandemic. She came with flowers and a beautiful cake covered with our faces. I really love her. For the first time, he kissed me with a sweet smile. I blushed in shame.

And just for information, as long as we live this relationship, we never do other things like what some people do dating generally.Yes understand it, we are also not dating anyway. I was so happy at that time. I feel really special to him. I promised not to want anything to him other than I wanted to see the contents of his cell phone. and he swiftly gave me his phone as he grabbed my hand and hugged me and said “I love you”.

My heart was racing as he began to hold my hand, put my head under his chin and kissed me on my forehead

"Sita, I really love you".

From that moment on, I really expected a lot for our relationship, I started to throw all my suspicions away, throw away my ego and add to my love for it.

Until the end of the semester we had this relationship as usual, it's just that we greeted each other by calling, not meeting in person to see the pandemic conditions getting worse. I promised not to let my suspicions steal my happiness with her.

At that time my handpone was suddenly damaged and completely unusable but I still had his contacts on my sister's phone. I gave word through my sister's WA.

Until finally, our relationship began to stretch, he never wanted to pick up my phone, he just read my message and sometimes did not read it. I miss her so much. miss her so much. I don't know her home address. I never went to his house.

I'm really trying to find out the good news from my friend who is also a schoolmate he used to be. Until finally I ventured to come to his house because I had obtained his home address from his church friend.

I've really wanted to meet her. Every night I cry miss her. I look at our photos together, listening to the vn that often makes my ears damaged as if turned into a cool sound. “I miss you El, really😭”.