the unpredictable husband

Episode 2DIA FROM THE PAST

Actually

I've started not to believe anymore with the sweet word man, before me

I once dated a college friend

himself sesame son of English literature he came from bandung. Already much

great memories that we have carved together since our third year on campus

until exactly the end of one year yesterday on the night of the new year our relationship ran aground,

we've been through it for almost 5 years. One month ahead even one

the year I parted with her to the many urges of my mother to search immediately

his successor and continued life more beautifully without his shadow.

My mother

still think I can't forget it, but I've been very

let him tell a man who lies and dares to curse me, on the basis of which I am always busy

with work and never time for him. But that's just

his alibi alone to part with me and with his distant affair

younger and able to give her everything she needs, not like me

from a sedrhana family and having to fight to get something

desired.

Obviousness

what is even more thrilling tomorrow on Sunday is his happy day

married to his woman, I found out that because I received 1 invitation

from him to come on his wedding day. I don't know how reluctant it feels

to be present is not to do’a happy that I said but my srapah vows bias

say it because it is saturated with it.

Totally

I refuse to attend tomorrow, but my best friend is a fina as well as my confidant

dibutik forced me to attend so that he knew that I had forgotten him and could continue

life without it. Tomorrow I will be accompanied by Fina because I don't want to feel

awkward himself in the way tomorrow.

And

this is where I was at my rental home making plans for whatever the words were

I have to say when I meet the bride until what clothes to wear

rivaling his bride. That's my evil mind to retort a little

the pain I used to feel when she preferred women over relationships

which has been for five years. Until my choice fell on the modern kebaya

ivory white with mermaid-shaped skirt subordinates and pashmina hijab

brown-colored. I'm sure this is perfect for me to use tomorrow.

Subsequent to

finished choosing the suitable clothes I started packing all the items

I have memories of him and me in the past. After I collect all

it turned out that there wasn't much stuff he gave me, because of all the stuff

this has been given to my name then it's up to me to do this. Today

and this moment I'm totally clinging to closing all my old stories of the past, my,

I'm not like a teenager who's going to burn all that stuff off

ex-lover because I thought it was so redundant so I decided

to give it to the regular junkie every day past the front of the house, and

it's up to the junkyard brother to be flanked by that stuff. Only one thing remains

which I think is still useful and will not make me remember him

because I myself filled it with my memories without her intervention

that is a clothing design book in which there is already a design that I made.

Day

this is finished with beres-beres continued with a very stew of activity

I love it, on holidays like this all the friends and relatives who have been

knowing me for a long time will know that I don't like taking a shower on holidays

unless there is an event outside the house that requires me to take a shower. In the middle of my daydream

in the receding position I thought my mind floated up and said to myself. “What

it is the best destiny of You, O God, that he is not the best for me. But he

be with others and just be a past that may be beautiful

or maybe not.” Until I feel everything that lies beside me that is

an invitation letter to me Rahma but there's another name on it that says. Aditya Bride

& Chinty.