The Diary Ecca

The Part 13

...First Love...

"Hhh want to shoot you hard.because lately he seems to be loud to you, ask you questions, and secretly steal a look at you... maybe he's in love with you"

"Hust! Ngacok dech if you say, maybe there's something else he wants to talk about"

"Lo who knows.emang you do not feel strange yes, can be seen from the way he talks, look at you and his body language as well.You are not sensitive to the"

"Yes maybe yes. I also feel strange Vi, lately brother Fikri strange behavior, but maybe because I'm his junior so try to make deketin-ngasi info"

"My Lord Ecca!. You're in the maple problem ok! the universe, but if the ginian problem, O Allah oon B.G.T"

"Yes continue I have to how dong, I also do not want to think about the first thing ach, you know I want to focus on college first, tired of knowing the school continues..emang you are not tired?"

"Yes. ok-ok I agree, but there is no harm in a little you open your heart to men, besides I am sure the problem of men will not make you down"

"Yes, we will see the fate of love from God .. really not.hhh"

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I am I, I am the cheerful one who hides behind the desolate. I am the light that hides in the dim, I am the anger that hides under the serene. I am the one who loves you that your heart always covers.

The fact is that people who base their self-respect on an ambition to always be right prevents themselves from being able to learn from their mistakes. It turns out that it is true that everyone always leaves, in order to know what it feels like to go home to an embrace that we rarely think of.

The sky knows everything, about the longing who roars for food. About the lying puff from between the lips, between the loud thump of music in the corner of the room, about the taste quotes in the rusty car.

Dark clouds grinned bitterly, a little bit of crying bitterly, when it hit the innocent heart, so dark, so many misunderstandings, so much less?.

I looked up at the sky, the soldiers in logic began to get inflamed, demanding that happiness be returned. In deep turmoil, which path to choose, endure or let go?.

If only I could have pursued your steps so that we could walk side by side. If only I could, I would have decorated your days with a smile. If only I could, I'd make sure I deserve to be juxtaposed.

If only I could, I would have turned back the time so that I wouldn't know you. If only I could, I would have spent my day without thinking about you. If only I could, I would have drawn my soul that wanted to be next to you. If only I could, I would have asked my heart to stop feeling you.

There are two things that are so loyal to be a companion in life, introduce him named laughter and tears. We will never know what kind of situation we will take in the days ahead. We will never know what kind of meeting will make us happy or vice versa.

The moments that are always running are a parade in gratitude for the grace of God. Because in reality, having lived alone is the greatest gift that has been received by millions. Circumstances also have their ups and downs, happiness and sadness will spin on their axis.

I was once a place after your happiness was exhausted, which you shared from the torrent of tears, which covered the wounds of the fruits of the deeds of others.

Someone had closed his heart tightly and no longer intended to open. However, a good intruder will be present to repair any wounds created in the past.

Being who we are without a mask and a stale base does not always make us friends. But once we get it, then that's good news. Only true friends always understand us for who we are. They spoke less and less many times, protesting here and there. Benahi that is not his business, forget the main task is to take care of your own business.

I was once devastated by overconfidence, I was broken by choosing the wrong person. I was once deeply buried in the heart of someone I was immersed in with the intention of being able to understand. I once decided to fight for a heart that fights for others.

When you're broken and he's gone don't ask if you haven't had enough of him, you're far more than he can't.

Having me, I want so much value in your eyes, until someday when you have nothing, you still smile because you can still have me.

"You can't be taken seriously"

"Hhh. ya not let old spit.. srius-srius later stress Lo"

"Ca... Mom comes in" mom's voice knocks on my bedroom door.

"There was a mother first"

"OK.. daaa".

"This is your massage mother's feet let's not be stiff" I greet with my gentle smile.

"Sir, David was here, but you didn't come home"

"Nanyain? why is mom?" my question was an expression of wonder and curiosity.

"Say the guy wants to take you to his grandmother's place"

"Haaa.. ngapain new also know.

just take it"

"Don't suudzon it ach, he wants to take you there because it happens that his grandmother is a masseuse who knows who can help you, besides, David's mom is good so there's no way she's macem-macem, I believe in her even though I just know her, but I feel like she's."

"Eem is"

"But if you don't want to ya don't pa-pa" I looked at mother, thinking it's good that I also accept the offer, instead of having to wear a bandage that is not clear when it can disappear foot pain.

"Eem.. yes dech bu I want. but in the same temple Deva Devi yes, cook just the same David will not be tasty"

ooooo