
Since then, the meeting was depressed instantly relapsed. Making the house people panic and confused to face my pain. They looked sad, but in front of them tried to smile. I am grateful to have them, as they patiently took care of me again.
Remembering when I first heard the news, that Fahmi mas son of a friend of Papa who I had considered like my brother, had an accident that caused Fahmi died on the spot. My mother and father died on the way to the hospital. Since that time, my school has been hampered, I have often been alone. In my solitude, I always cry when I look at my second family photo.
Memories that are very difficult for me to forget, even though the mouth often speaks already willingly and mengikhlaskan. But the heart says otherwise, losing Fahmi mas is very influential for my psychic. Sometimes my condition is fine but for a moment I go back hysterical. Crying and crying, that's what I've always been through.
Until finally, Papa deliberately asked his superiors to be transferred to another place. For my recovery, they are willing to stay away from their friends. Mother is willing to stop working just to be able to accompany me, since I was depressed Mother decided to resign. The patience they gave made my condition improve for longer.
I, feeling that I was not myself at that time, who was usually always ignorant, always jolly, instantly it was all gone for a moment. Many of my friends even thought I was crazy. There was something that I never forgot. When I was said to have recovered from my depression, I intended to go to school. When I got to the classroom, the table and bench that I used to study on were covered with paper. And the paper had a piece of writing that made me very sad. I ran out of class and ran as fast as I could. All my friends who saw me running around with tears were trying to stop and some were using me with the word CRAZY.
If there was still Fahmi, he always listened to all my complaints during school. Because our school is not the same, Mas Fahmi school in NEGRI 1 city, while I choose a PRIVATE school school quite close to my home.
I ran without regard to the teacher who shouted at me, but I was already injured in what my friend had accused me of. They never knew how sorry I was to my second family. All they know is that it hurts me like crazy to them. When I came home with my condition that was random and called to call my mother, when I heard my call Mother ran to me who was already weakly drooping on the floor.
Mother, who was alone at the time, ran out to ask for help, to the neighbors to help lift my body into my room. Ma'am Asri was out at the time, and was surprised when my mother told me I fainted. After that incident, Papa hastened my move to where I am now.
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A week ago I was in my new place, I also slightly forgot the incident that made me depressed again. The atmosphere in the countryside helped me, friendly people, and very good friends. Even though they know my story they're not moving away but they willingly embrace and help me to come back.
In the morning, I saw myself reflected beside my wardrobe. Messy, panda eyes, sluggish, and unlike me, it's really very concerning. Slowly, I started combing my long hair that I had been pampering for a week. I polished a little powder so as not to look pale, lipbam that I deliberately rubbed into my tiny lips made it more fresh than before.
Yes yes cook kudu kudu dandan๐๐๐,trus continue to hurt again๐๐๐.......
Tok Tok Tok (door sound knocked from outside)
Mbg Asri who knocks from the outside makes Vey stop his activities. The door that deliberately opened a little it showed Asri who entered. Smiling, that was the first impression Asri gave me seeing my current appearance. I'm ready to go to my new school again. The meeting with a male figure that was very similar to Fahmi's mas had made those memories greet my mind again.
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"At first," I smiled.
The accosted one immediately looked at me in surprise and before long they rose to embrace me who was walking with Asri. I felt the embrace they gave me tighter, as if I didn't want to go to school. Mbg Asri zang was beside me crying as much as he could.
"Thank you God" said the Mother, holding me.
"You're healthy, baby." Follow Papa who has stretched his arms.
"Alhamdulilah, has Pa?" Vey answered, smiling.
"Thank God!" Smoke Vey's head.
Don't get sick again, baby, if there is something the same story Mother or Mbg Asri nak. Don't you be a snitch yourself." Connect the Mother.
Instead, Vey did not want to tell what he saw yesterday on the city square. It was just that he was still not ready, and was still in shock.
The smile is now perfect again, hopefully this morning will be a good start again for Vey.
NOTE: A TRUE FRIEND WILL NEVER STEP AWAY AND DISAPPEAR WHEN NEEDED.
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