
Last night Ima cried, channeling her heartache. At least by crying he did not feel tightness in his chest anymore.
By the dawn of his sleepiness he could not bear and fell asleep with the remaining tears in the corner of his eyes.
' at least I can still sleep when it hurts '
Sunday morning was pretty bright. Ima just closed his eyes for a few hours, waking up when the morning sun can still sunbathe the body. He wasted no time drying his body. He saw the bright morning sun.
' It's not yet doomsday'
'The sun is still shining, the earth is still spinning'
' All is fine'
'Only my heart is broken'
'So let's be careful, let's be good'
Close your eyes and enjoy the air and sunlight that morning.
Monday came back quickly. Ima breathed heavily and long. In his eyes reflected himself in front of the mirror of his room. While combing tidying her hair, she was pensive to think about how she would behave later when she met Bimo. Although this is not the first time he broke up, but this is the first time he broke up with a girlfriend and coworker, where one office.
heh
heh
Argh
Her hair was broken because of annoyance. He regretted why he was in a relationship with a co-worker. If he had not dated a co-worker would not be confused like this if he broke up.
'Fate.fate'
Finally, she pulled back her hair. He was preparing to leave for his temp school to work.
"DARA!!!!" Ima's cry boomed in front of Dara's room door.
As usual every working day, Ima and Dara are always together. Dara hitchhikes the Ima motorbike to go and go home. I don't mind that either. Save time, energy and can chat exciting.
And. as usual Dara always catapulted.
Ima carries the speed of its motor at a speed above average. Chasing time due to the catapult Dara.
"FIVE...GW SCARED" cried Dara behind the bonfire
"Okay.. early in the morning want uwu-uwu an aja anyway"
"And the soul of the jomblowati I roared nih" led Dara to the couple Bimo Ima
'*Uwu-uwuan from hongkong*' Rfor Ima
"i first deh... know myself kok" waltzing was Dara left the couple Bimo Ima.
Ima tries to avoid Bimo by walking behind Dara, but Bimo's hand has already blocked Ima's path.
"Dek.." in a soft voice that sounded a little hoarse Bimo whined to Ima to want to talk to her
"Sir Bimo, I want to miss first"
Ima tries to release Bimo's hand grip on his wrist.
Bimo is surprised by Ima's changed call to him. He released his hand which clasped Ima's arm weakly. He lowered his head, He felt defeated and wasted.
'even your dear call has changed deck'
Ima did not waste the opportunity as Bimo let go of his grasp. He quickly left Bimo for the office on the 1st floor
Cover his face with both palms. He feels frustrated. His chest is also tight. Everything that is fought for is in vain.
'*Dek, why did you let go of the mas. Why you don't want to fight together to get the heart of Mother*'
'*Mas strives everything for us*'
'*why even give up and leave mas*'