Short Story (Cerpen)
Me and this Singles
Category: Palau Cerpen
Title: Me and this Singles
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Jreng.. Jreeeng the guitar that accompanied my ugly voice ended, I often play the guitar when I feel lonely and alone, although I contract with college friends who are rame but every week night they are busy with their respective lovers while I am busy with the guitar this old. Sometimes in my mind, I want to be like those who are always happy with their girlfriends but, uh, I want to be like them, I am a cowardly man who only dreams of having a beautiful angel and a beautiful love story like in soap operas, FTVs and novels that I have read.
Before I got my acute singles status, I was dating a schoolmate. The beautiful stories we knit beyond the romantic stories in novels become an unforgettable memory, it is true that until now I have not been able to open my heart and provide a place for another angel in my heart, sometimes it occurred to me that one day he would return to my arms, but somehow!… If it's true he'll come back to me I'll never let him go again.
Love that makes people go crazy, love that makes people crazy, love is everything to humans. What the hell does that love mean?… Said my friend love is like rice if there is no bland vegetable if eaten there is also a saying that love is like fart there is no form but can be felt. Their answer is very strange some say love is like rice there are also those who say love is like fart when combined rice fart dong, try shadowing dah, slovenly they. Astagfirullah.
Now back to the point of the matter, I'm single bro. This oath is very torturous, please dong release me from this curse, I'm not strong. Where's camera? Where's camera? I want to wave my hand when I'm not strong anymore. Already this is not a test of guts. (emot battered).
Sometimes I try to forget that beautiful past by trying to be close to various girls, from being tomboyish, graceful, beautiful, kind, attentive, indifferent, poke all, but the results are nil, but the results are nil, until I was desperate. That night I prayed to the Divine
The prayer;
God sent me
A kindly lover
Who loves me
What is.
But however and everywhere until whatever time I do not want to show to my friends that my heart is being torn apart by the magic knife. I have also used pellets to get girls, for example, when I invite my daughter to eat at one of the most expensive warteg in my city, so it looks elite little, for example, I pour a fish pellet into his drink and a swallow pellet into his food, uh I even got a signature on the cheek alias slapped as his father because I said he wanted to poison his son continues to be said to take the inheritance. Means wrong people say that love is rejected pellet act.
One of my messages to you, NEVER BELIEVE WHAT PEOPLE SAY BUT BELIEVE IN YOURSELF AND YOUR OWN CONSCIENCE.
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