The Diary Ecca Season II

Episode 1's

...Can't Forget it...

"Mother!!" I cried while hugging my mother.

"Why did God take David from me Mom?" I asked while crying

"Patience, Ecca!!" My mother said as she wiped my tears.

"You seem to be losing David?" Ask mom.

"When David left my heart felt empty I still loved him but Brother Fikri was present again in front of me, as he gave his love for me. Lali what can I do?" I asked my mother while hugging my mother.

"I know how you feel, son, it's not easy to forget someone who was once in your heart, but slowly you have to forget David because God loves David more. He's been quiet in there, son!!" My mother cried while advising me.

"But Ma'am..!!" My word.

"Pay your heart, Ecca you must be strong to face all this!!" My mother.

Some feelings don't want to be perpetuated. They just want to be tucked away and released at a good time. No, not because the word while it's fun, the fact is, the short one will never be worth it.

Not because the word forever sounds impossible, actually nothing can happen on earth, if you ask why, actually I do not know.

I'm not a feeling. I was only in the body of a woman who every step of the way faced feelings. And honestly not tasty, boring, easy to be happy, easy to be disappointed, easy to be sad, but also easy to forgive.

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If I am this, who makes your smile, then he is someone else who makes your tears fall. Do not be angry with you who have made the environment so beautiful, peaceful and peaceful prepare now, you want who comes to comfort you?.

The principal brought risoles from the canteen? The Minister of Education brings the key? Angels bring fruits from heaven? Young entrepreneurs bring the fragrant ones? Necromancer? A grubber? An army? A dancer? Or I alone carry the words of choice, I will be happy to say it and you are happy. Don't cry, later you have a headache, is there anything I need to help?.

Albert Einstein made the mistake of wanting to be completely the same as me, he didn't choose you to be his lover so he couldn't be alone in the room and wanted to meet you!.

Every time I wait for you, time goes slower for me, night goes slower, day goes slower, wall clocks move slower, age gets slower, time goes slower, and when my heart beats faster than the speed of light by the desire to meet you.

Distance can sometimes make a stranger, making a person distrustful of the power of love. The same cross you are, but you have not found a figure of His choice.

For me life is always black and white, happiness will always be directly proportional to sadness. We're just waiting for the time to take turns, right?. And so with silence. Today feels crowded, maybe tomorrow we will dialogue again with solitude.

Although in the crowd I still feel lonely, somehow lonely I feel without someone who can accompany me in this solitude, it does not feel like I have gone further and further I walk alone.

My egoist feels that if I just complain without trying, somehow my pen scratches to the point where the black ink that I write on white paper has run out, inexplicably, everything I write corresponds to the journey of life in which the crying heart tells of every journey of the soft heart, although the time spoke in a soft tone while accompanied by the piano which continued to sound with melodunya like a melody that struck the heart.

The clock's needle kept ticking towards the infinite axis with a full turn I kept asking myself, today whether it will be better than the days before or it will even give me a flurry of money actually leads me to the fear of starting a change, even though I actually learn from the changes that occur.

A few months later...

Hijab is not just a protector for women but describes how much strength and beauty.

A few months later, I opened up and started to change my appearance. At first I felt uncomfortable with my new appearance, but thank God my father and mother supported me.

"Ecca?" Ask my mother while watching my new appearance.

"God, you are becoming more beautiful, with the hijab you wear!" My mother praised my new appearance.

"Ah, you can do it" I said.

"Alhamdulillah, now Ecca wants to hijab insyaallah not only from the appearance of Ecca ajah but also from the heart of Ecca" said Ecca while then sitting in front of the dining table.

"Gee!!" Excited father.

"Hi, good morning!!" My exclamation.

"Wow more beautiful father son!!" Excite my father.

"Who dong his mother!!" My mother cried.

"Eh, I can do it!!" Answer my father.

"Now Ecca decides to hijab well, God willing with Ecca's heart too!" My exclamation.

"Alhamdulillah, may Istiqomah ya Ca!!" Excited my father and mother.

"Well, now I'm the same graduation you are not in the next few weeks you will be in graduation?" Ask dad.

"Yes, yes, so that Ecca grades are good and Ecca passes!!" My word.

"Yes, surely father and mother always do'a right the best for this beautiful and pious father and mother!" Answer my mom and dad.

It felt like another slow time had changed and it didn't feel like I had lost David for nearly two years, but somehow the shadows and memories of David were always on my mind even in my dreams.

For a moment I realized with the love story that actually happened in my life, actually what is all natural. When you love someone then suddenly run aground in the middle of the road when your loved one is instead taken by the Power, actually not the fault of God, but because of circumstances.

This is my story Ecca a 20-year-old girl who is now in adulthood, when God brought me to meet a man named David but, God turned out to be more loving to him. When I was loving her so much, suddenly God took her away from me.

I always asked the moon if I could meet David again but, I then realized that I could only hope in someone God had taken. It seemed that God loved him more, so he took himself away from me.

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