Silence With Wounds Go With Wounds

Silence With Wounds Go With Wounds
saras story



"how sure are you the same? "


"i'm sure you must be afraid of your kind being dismantled by God, right? " ask saras


"yes, I must be afraid, but God will not spread the aip of his servant if his servant does not spread the fire of his servant if his servant covers the aip of his neighbor, I say for sure


" well, if later you spread my aip then God will repay you"


"very ngli"


"and I'm sure you're a good man"


"yes if you are sure you can tell and God willing I will be trustworthy"


" i was not the Saras you know today, I used to be a quiet saras who had no friends at all everyone stayed away from me from me until I graduated high school, I'm sad I don't have any friends at all I'm a quiet person poor and have nothing" said saras me began his story


" you know why I'm so far away from everyone? "Ask saras


" you said that because you were poor and quiet the rest I don't know"


" yes it is one of them but the biggest reason is because I am a girl working at night" said Saras, with her eyes still and voice trembling, I was shocked to hear it first but I tried to hide the shock so as not to be offended


" after hearing my story you can stay away from me it's up to you, honestly I would love to have friends like children in general, honestly I envy my friends who always go along with his friend I never felt it from me little until now I was always alone and humiliated, and after my mother died I left my village a million with sad memories of my life, I wanted to find a new atmosphere in this cruel 6-ajg city"


" you know what the most painful thing I experienced was goodbye in my village" asked in harmony with the dim eyes, and I replied with a head shake


" the insults and insults of the villagers every day have become my daily food, I don't pay much heed to her anymore but my mother could have died when her heart was no longer beating when her breath was no longer blowing no one wanted to touch my mother really cruel people it's his hips"stories with tears flowing as well as me I want to hug her but she forbids me.


" they said my mother didn't deserve to be soled, not deserving of the last devotion because they think the mother will go to hell for what else my mother bathed like a Muslim her spirit to Kerala as well they said, there my world was destroyed, my world was destroyed, there is no longer their conscience I even prostrate at their feet so that they will take care of my mother's body hyks hyss"


" i kept begging them until finally there was someone I had never seen in the village, he said our village would be hit by a big disaster because it did not want to take care of the corpse, he said, our village will be famous if they do not take care of my mother's body, and that's where they want to take care of my mother even if not sincerely, I bowed at the feet of the man saying a thousand thanks and finally my mother's body was buried on the screen of Muslims but there was no recitation in my house" Kara Saras who has melai can touch her emotions but I still shed tears I can not imagine if I was in her position


" 3 Days after my mother's departure I left for this city pitting fate by selling the land relics size cheap price even can only suffice my life here for a few months and thank God here I getting a job that can meet my daily life. "


" i didn't know if you'd be friends with me or not after hearing my story, but if you'd be friends with me I hope it's not because you feel sorry for me but because of your sincerity" said Saras looking at your face very closely


" i honestly feel sorry for you but, honestly right now I'm closing myself to someone else I'm trying to live alone with no friends or anything else"


"why? " Tanya saras was astonished


" the reason why at the moment I can't tell you, but I'm as concerned as you are, you are a strong person unlike me, you are a strong person like me, I'm a weak person just a little trouble I've complained unlike you who are strong in the face of such a heavy ordeal, I salute you and I try to be strong like you"


" it is true that at this time I do not believe in you because of anything, but I am indeed a person who is not easy to believe in the same people I just knew, but I am, about you assuming I'm a friend I leave everything to you but, uh, don't expect more of me because I won't be able to give it and to keep your trust maybe I can but to always be there for you I don't promise"


" thank you for wanting to be my best friend and I won't demand much from you, you just want to be friends with me I've been grateful and I'm grateful that God has given me a friend who can keep my trust"


"may I give you the same advice? " i said carefully


"please"


" i suggest you don't trust people too easily because that person will betray your trust, just like I could later I betrayed your trust, because not everyone who looks from the outside will be the same as the inside especially this is new to you do not easily get along with people who look good from the outside"


"why did you say that"


" because I've been through all that looks good not necessarily good and that looks evil is not necessarily evil and you don't get too familiar with someone because later you will be sick if you are separated"


"do you have friends or friends? " Tell saras


"it was and is not now"


"you haven't considered me a friend or a friend? " Tell saras


"you don't right now" I answered briefly


"why? because we just know each other, but we can be friends ko not directly friends" said saras enthusiast


"sorry but not for now"


"why? "


"not until you know"


" ohh, if that's bole I'm not here? "


"you better go to your canal "


"alright" said Saras as he passed away


apparently there are still many people who are more unlucky than me, it turns out there are still many people who are more difficult than me, it turns out my problem is nothing compared to other people's problems, it turns out, how often do I complain to God about my problems, how foolish I am to think that I am the most difficult person in the world, besides your servant God.