The Power of the Female Heart

Drafts

kharis's reply showed that although no word agreed came out of his mouth, I must be strong I believe I can face all this .

my determination to erase this feeling grew stronger when I accidentally heard their conversation through the phone there I occasionally saw from a distance Kharis smiled and long time chatting until not aware that it had been late night .

at that time I was sure he wasn't for me. I entered the room as I always advised myself that he wasn't for me anymore and I was nobody who deserved to be with him .

almost every day the same thing repeats itself until it feels like my heart is being eroded every day , living in this house it feels like no special day it tastes bland like food without salt , flows like water .

I always pray that I can quickly find a replacement in my heart that is able to fill the emptiness in my heart ,whether until when all this will happen life without color just meet the morning of the night that always comes and goes.

today different days the atmosphere is the same feeling, morning depart and then afternoon home ,I took a taxi on the way there was an incident what this is why people crowded I wonder I asked the people who passed near me .

"sorry what is there is so many people crowded "manyaku .

"oh this boy wants to fall from the motorcycle, but it has been taken to the hospital is not bad but can not be asked the address because he did not bring a ID card or anything about his identity ".replied the father in such detail that I did not have to ask again .

then the driver began to walk a bit slowly I saw the scene at a glance like I know the motorbike I remember where yes then I took a picture of the motorbike who knows I can remembering her.

all the way I saw the photo trying to remember it I immediately shouted a little while I shake my phone .

"oh yes sir I just remembered it was my friend's motorbike guess - we where yes sir the hospital where he brought it earlier ".many I want to be taken there .

then the CPC asked people who passed by and then I was taken to the hospital ,with mixed feelings of anxiety pounding my chest as I walked towards the reception room then I asked about the person I thought was Reza because it was his bike when I visited my house first .

the officer there told me the young man's room, I rushed to it ,arriving at the door of my room saw several doctors were doing treatment and I asked the nurse who had just come out of the room .

"sorry how he is bad then what can be recognized his identity"

"this draw who the patient is already handled there are wounds that must be sewn on the eyebrows and hands but it is okay, really,and if his identity we do not know because those who bear the treatment already exist ".

the nurse replied while pointing to the direction of the person bearing the cost .

I turned to see the man turned out to be Mr. Andi I walked over to him .

"father how to be here then who fell earlier why you have to bear it "my question

"oh that young man fell alone when he wanted to cross the T-junction and I don't know just pity because he needs immediate care, then why are you here "asked back Mr. Andi.