The End of the Betrayal

Sadness Is Back in Cover

Tonight I went back to the rented streets to the night market, and those of us who were looking for Tulip and Mission did not meet my two friends, and I'm increasingly convinced that Tulip's only wish for a date is his wits so I can go home with Mr. Gala. It's a real pinter of Tulip ideas, and the result tonight is that I can be alone with the big boss I work for.

“Thank you Mr. Gala has been willing to take me until rented,” said after me and Mr. Gala muter-muter first to the city park that there is a night market, jajan batagor, the same know bullet.

“Sama-sama you contracted here?” ask Mr. Gala with a view that looks at the contract consisting of the third floor, arguably difficult contract but the sustenance of the elite residents. Amens.

“Iya why? Does this contract belong to Mr Gala as well?” my question is of course the intention is joking, there is no way dong belongs to our boss anymore, it is enough he as the king of the famous expedition company is the number one best in handling customer goods lest he also become the king of the contract.

“No, just deket aja from the complex where I live, at most only need fifteen minutes,” replied Mr. Gala with a relaxed and soft voice, soft, unlike much with me who is rame and a little grusuk grasak, if Mr. Gala is softer and famous calm. Maybe of the many friends in the office Mr. Gala just talk a lot if the rest of me only work and work. He asked Hemzzz the most...

First to know Mr. Gala was also sprained because of his irony. But now it's not too economical, tends to be ugly even.

“Hehe if deket mah may times nebeng..” kelakarku clearly not serious hours of work and home from work we alone much different.

“Oh can dong why not.” Well, Mr. Gala took it seriously.

“Hehe no sir, kidding, we enter at six in the morning and sift two will enter at two in the afternoon, where to meet. Tia just kidding,” reply me again if it's true I'm nebeng with Mr. Gala, will be more and more gossip in the office. I wasn't ready for any kind of gossip that would be so unpleasant for me to hear. Well even though I know that Mr. Gala will not take people's talk. From his usual habits I can tell that Mr. Gala is not the type of person who wants to make time to deal with cheap gossip. However, it is different from me who is a little baperan.

"If seriously jungga is okay ko, no one is angry thisih," replied Mr. Gala who made me feel immediately. Honestly, I like getting the codes from Mr. Gala to get me one step forward. However, I hurriedly brushed off this greedy thought.

I also decided to swing my legs directly into my contract on the second floor. And just as I was in a contract of sorrow again enveloped me. It is a lie that everything I say is in accordance with my heart. I spoke as if the toughest man in fact at a time like this I actually felt tremendous sadness. This heart is very sick and it hurts.

I threw my bag and hijab and I sat down with my legs bent and cried, back to how it was before. But I promise, I will not cry again after this because it feels like it would be a waste if I cry again. This is the last cry for the wound that Judah gave.

**Heartbroken**

My heart is full of destruction. As it encroaches upon the whole soul, I am broken, because of you, turning away without feeling, as if I were the most undeserving being to receive love from you. Leaving behind the pain that hit the heart. I used to love you so much, and I know you love me the same. With all the attention I gave, we were happy together. Then now someone comes into your life, and you leave me with destruction. Now I and the memory are like a union that binds each other, but at this moment I can do nothing. The more I wanted to erase those memories, the more the wound of my heart grew. As soon as I heal, I want to heal and laugh cheerfully, not a false laugh like I have always done.

These tears come back, crying over what has happened, and I promise after this all the memories with her will be completely gone. I don't want to be a love loser forever that only leaves wounds.

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Maak Tia while attending Yuda's wedding event which managed to make Mr. Gala laugh continuously.

#Thor, why is Tia in the hijab, isn't she dating? He also does not deserve to be hijab? In this novel is indeed Tia that I describe hijab, and the character of Tia I take from everyday life where the hijab woman is not all calm and meek. And the character of Tia also describes a woman who has just learned to hijab so that there are still many shortcomings and God willing the more backward she migrated into a softer, and better woman. ❤❤❤