My Love is Wrong

Open a new business yourself

I've stopped working in Mr. Amin's office. I finally agreed with Ara to build her own business.

I felt relieved because I was finally able to calmly work. Because until I quit the company, Mr. Amin's attitude remained cold.

I prepared my efforts. I'm still coordinating with Ara for this new venture we're building. Because Ara is investing in my new venture. And the distribution of the results we have agreed on the percentage. We are both trying to be professional for this cooperation we are doing.

This afternoon I called Ara, because yesterday I had no time to call her.

Ara got my call right away.

"Fra... How are you, my dear... Healthy right?" My toot.

"Iyaa Pram is healthy. Hmmm, how are you, healthy too right?" Ask Ara.

"Yeah...I'm healthy Ar. Just a little tired. Because I'm again preparing this venture from the beginning."

"Don't be too tired . Take care of your health, too."

" Yes, it's ready..." I said while laughing

"Ar, I called him not long... I have business. I'll call you back tomorrow..."

"Hmmm that's not 5 minutes. " Said Ara.

" Yeah.this I have to find a tool to start the work process. Yes, yes, A..."

"Yeah of you. But you promised to take care of your health..." Said Ara.

"Yes my darling. Ar, you take care of your health too, huh..."

"Yeah Pram."

Then call me to end. I went straight to the supply store.

After all, I immediately returned to the small house I rented to make an office. I'm taking care of all my son Rahma's help.

"Pa.. This one is put here... " Said Rahma.

" Yes deck. Adek set dah yaa... Papa playain it to Adek."

Then we were both busy taking care of the place and the furniture. After finishing the new we sat down to rest.

Rahma helped me with the marketing. I taught him how to do marketing online

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ARA

A few days passed ...

I tried to get Pram to the number he had dedicated to me.

I'm starting to feel sad. I feel like lately Pram has rarely contacted me. I sent a message to Pram.

"Pramm ... You are busy . How are you"

Pram read it but didn't reply to my message. I feel not excited. I miss Pram.

Until the afternoon I waited for my reply but there was nothing. I took a deep breath. There was a sense of loneliness enveloping me.

Since Pram opened his own business, Pram has been calling me less and less. And if you call me, sometimes just call me for a second.

Since it was late afternoon, I closed my offline store. Until home, there's an incoming message. I opened it, it was from Pram.

"I'll still be the same person

Who misses you simply

And myyangimu amazingly

Because I already believed

That I was created

Because you've been around since love was created"

It turns out that Pram sent me a poem. I don't think my tears will fall. I'm happy to read Pram's poem.

Not long into the second message.

"Please give it some space

Please give me some confidence

All this is for our love

No need to rush

If the time has come

Love will come

We just need to pray

God will lead him."

I took a long breath... Then I guaranteed Pram's poem as a prayer he offered.

I'm trying to understand Pram's current state of being under new efforts. So the time will be a lot for that.