SHACKLED IN LOVE IN A NEIGHBORING COUNTRY

Jalil Hill

Shackled in Love in Negeri 39

Today's weather was great but not as good as my heart. A row of people ran here and there but my heart felt lonely. I don't know where else I should go. People say that happiness is what makes us happy is not someone else. I tried but I couldn't.

I like bipolar sometimes like to be sad and cry without knowing the time and place. Other people just don't see us there. Someone noticed me, they said I was crazy.

O zolim are satisfied you made us difficult from the first time we lived to adulthood to make us mentally die before we die? I want you to swear to get his karma. But, fear that bad do'a will come back to yourself.

Right now I'm sure you're laughing and trying to do the same with other people. But, are you not aware that there are laws of the world and the hereafter that you must account for later? Ah, I promised myself to improve and focus on achieving my dreams.

"Shypha...! Hurry, we're leaving now, it's too late."

"Yes." Yeah." Race against time. Forgetting for a moment the burden. I can't think a lot, make thin bodies, illness and later grow old.

Working as usual, a lot of old employees I never saw again. Many new employees came in. He likes to take my job, then he rubs me into the others. I'm wearing a headset even if there's nothing left to let them know I didn't hear it.

"Whose name?" A thick-bodied woman came near me. It smelled like not taking a shower for a month. Oh, my God, his body is not at all good to look at. I'm not body shaming. All I saw, his confidence level was very high and ignored others who were embarrassed to see him. I put on a mask he doesn't feel a lot of people are bothered by his body odor. He is also an Indonesian.

I moved away and he approached again. Rishifah. "My name is shifa."

"Oh, shifa. Have you worked here long?"

"It's only been three months."

"Where to stay?"

"At kos."

"Yes, where is it?"

"Not far from here. I forgot the place because it just moved," After talking he took my job that was done. He follows me wherever I go. God, he doesn't know what his job is.

I hate having something of mine taken away under my permission. I never took anyone else's property. After that he with

I'm just focusing on the work anyway and there's CCTV monitoring us. What happens later I'm also wrong means security does not check the CCTV.

Khaizan, help me!"

Astagfirullah, why do I remember Khaizan who did not come home. Suddenly this chest tightened, this thought floated overshadowing his physique. What's wrong with me? I hate positions like this.

During my work I was in a daze, three times the leader rebuked me. Shifa, let's get excited.

***

It has been two months since I met him. Every night I think about it. At the time he floated in this eye patch at the same time the events of one year ago were reflected again. Between hate and longing. I hate this situation.

At night sitting in the outer blankon, staring at the city streets, cars, motorcycles and passersby. My heart is still empty.

Watching Drakor become a lonely heart friend. No wind no rain these tears out tampa permit. Ah, it turns out that I was watching a very sad romance drama. Since when did shifa become a crybaby?

This isn't the shifa that used to be. Shifa who was originally unyielding let out tears. Stay strong, strong no matter what and love to create brilliant ideas. Writing became my place. Since when have I been good at stringing words? It turned out that my mood supported me writing my grievous life story.

***

"Indri! Soon fast. Don't you want to go home?" Early in the morning I finished my homework. While I just woke up, I actually feel uncomfortable with people who are too neat to feel free. Is indri uncomfortable also with my dirty clothes? Even though we've been together for two years. But, the feeling of unease still exists in this self.

"For what? I've already memorized what that person's character looks like. Near the smell of tai, far the smell of flowers. If we have money many people claim to be brothers and want our money too. If you don't have money, mosquitoes stay away. So, here's to the time limit."

"Wow, you seem to have a great grudge against them."

"No revenge, anyway. It's just expensive."

"We're going somewhere, yuk!"

"Where? Don't ever see Khaizan again. It's sunday."

"Open your heart what?"

"Nothing, come on! Follow me. No, not far from here." After cleaning up Indri took me somewhere.

"Hully? What are we here for?" It turns out Indri took me to a hill and there are many visitors who want to climb.

"Yes, hill. Come on, we're going upstairs." We climbed with great enthusiasm. I have fallen several times. While in Malaysia never go up the hill again so my body feels limp without bones.

Since the age of 4 years have been accustomed to go up and down the mountain to the garden. Remember that time, I felt my parents were cruel. Never thought about the health and safety of children. Thankfully, God is still good, I rarely get sick.

Two hours to the top. Even though it is only two hours, there is a beautiful view of the upper reaches. Look around for a lot of visitors.

"What are we doing here?"

"Look around us!" Looking around many visitors are different tribes, nations, races, and religions.

"They're taking pictures, dating, smirking and yelling like crazy."

"Not crazy. But, they do that to relieve stress from breakups, work, domestic problems and loneliness."

"Then by shouting they can be relieved?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Try me yell who knows the burden of life is a little light."

AAAAAAAA

"Tighten up again take all the power out."

AAAAAAAAAAAAA

"Again less tight."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"Faster, gini."

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"good. Repeat until you are completely relieved." There have been dozens of times that there have been every confused visitor looking at us, some laughing, whispering, and we are on the stamp of stress.

"Ngapain yells like a possessed man?" Saying to one of the visitors

"There's nothing." Indri

"Mending join here." We joined other visitors. There are handsome guys as well but they're hilarious. Most of the cool ones are the cuey ones. Men like this are usually polite than the chatty ends harassing women.

"Do you want bread?"

"No need. We're already sick."

"Take it all right there's no poison."

"We have snacks too."

From earlier that mulu woman who spoke that her man did not. You make me curious.

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