Showing posts with label True Story. Show all posts
Showing posts with label True Story. Show all posts

Forbidden Love

>> Monday, February 21, 2011



Sunday morning eight years ago, we went to the Flower Garden Cipanas. I and my friends were very busy with accommodation and food…. Yes, I responsible for the logistic of family gathering there.

All it was happened great and successful. But it was only half day because my mood changed 180 degree.

When I turned my head to the other direction for looking around, suddenly I realized something  that I have feeling with some one else.

My heart was hurt when I saw him with his wife walking around in the garden and hold the hand each other.

Why do I have this feeling?

Why did I meet him when he already got married? 

Oh God….. please help me...

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Self Maturation

>> Sunday, February 6, 2011

This morning I feel lonely, every time I'm always myself. I always left out by my parents. My father work outside the city, while my mother was a housewife who super busy.

My mother often was not home every day until I called her "jarum super" (jarang di rumah suka pergi) it means rarely like to go home.

My brothers also got busy on their own.

My life like the movie 'Home Alone'. Only a dog chow chow who was always loyal to accompany me.

I miss them all, but they never existed there for me. I need them but they were not here when I needed them.

I'm trying to understand all that. By always pray to God, patience and sincere heart, I'm finally getting stronger hearts, independent, advanced and successful.

Now , I became a man who managed to open a business that could generate hundreds of bottles of fruit juice. I tried to market their own fruit juice bottles that every day.

All the money from selling fruit juices will be saved for a master's degree. Eventually I became healthy, strong and successful.

Thank's God, thank you dad and mom because now I am an independent person and never give up. My message to all drink fruit juice every day because it is healthy and refreshing.

the end
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The Story Begins

>> Friday, February 4, 2011

When I met him at the Suzuki service center, it makes me feel scared. I feel he will do no good to me. I was so scared.

Eventually the two of us met to exchange handphone number, name and address. He promised to give a souvenir gift from where he worked in a foreign country. 

After an hour passed my motorcycle finally finished. We also say goodbye.

In the morning I told to my mom about him, but my mom said he was definitely a bad person, it is impossible at times like this there is people like that.

Finally he called me, he said he would come to my house but I said I can not because my mom told me not to give him a chance to know me further.

I follow what my mom said. I rejected him repeatedly but he was not angry.

He's disappointed but he could only look at me from away. He always saw me across the street along his breakfast at the soup shop across the street.

Over time he returned to his place of work abroad. We parted without beautiful words are engraved on the heart.

Some time later came the news that there is a pedicab driver who was given money 500 thousand rupiahs by someone and it turns out the person is him.

Only the last news I heard about him.

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