The Diary Ecca
Part 6's
...Marveled...
There was an inbox message from brother Fikri that was just sent.
"salaminaka Ca?"
"walaikumsalam sis"
"how did the seminar get it?"
"insyaallah understand brother"
"alhamdulillah, can Ca ask for your no hp? Make in case there will be information so that it can be shared" hehehe thing that makes me shocked and smile on my own.
" hhh. yes brother, 089765554xx"
"okay! Makasi ya.. have been sleeping malem do not sleep malem-alem is not good for health. ok see you ca!"
"hhh yes sma" brother, ok see you too!"
The thing that always makes the heart worry is when you choose to love someone, but never have more courage to express it. That feeling was like a pain that for years did not find a cure, if only you dared to say it maybe you were not killed dead by your own feelings. Indeed, as someone who first fell in love, that feeling of fear was always there. Make your heart worry not that day is not night always imagined, for me I prefer to love in silence, because I will not find the word fear in love.
Things that still make me confused and there is a sense of happiness, brother Fikri asked for my phone number. Things that most women may crave. Maybe if Deva and Devi who experience it happy they will feel like they can get billions of rupiah with their alay language. Since it was night and had started yawning I decided to go to sleep.
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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.
Please Never Fall In Love Again.
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.
It seemed like it was only a minute that I closed my eyes, it was suddenly dawn. It just so happened that today I was off so I decided after the dawn prayer that my father and I went out to jog around the lake. Halfway through I saw a man who seemed to be yesterday as well I saw him.
Have you ever experienced what is written above? Falling so great in love with someone, you give all your thoughts about the good in his hands. You love him so rightly, so kindly and so sincerely.
Then a small wound touches you and then your heart "breaks". It was spilled, the grains of which the sandbox fell were scattered. Some you have collected, but some are lost not saved.
"Assalamualaikum son of David!" greet the father who makes me surprised and reflect on the father who smiles at the man.
"Yes that's how to keep the old bones that want this crop" said the father who provoked our laughter.
"Oh yes, son David, introduce this son om Ecca" I welcome nodding his head and smile towards him.
"Oh, yeah hello.. Eavid" reached out his hand and I received it with a welcome hand and a smile.
"Ecca"
"Oh yes, how have you got a sample photo, how do you do a panorama here?" asked my father with a smile to boast of his opinion.
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.
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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.
Please Never Fall In Love Again.
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.
Sound in the middle of silence
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.
My race had been silent for a few years, not even if I did not want such a dominant movement in my heart. I shut the door of my heart so tightly, whatever love I will never let in. With so much kindness, my life became orderly. My days went well without any of the circumstances being so overwhelming, I was not so worried about the loneliness and silence I felt. For me silence is a very pleasant thing for me, my days are filled with friendship with books and the sound of singing beautiful seagulls.
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.
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