An Overdose of Love
Application (part 1)
The excitement about the heart that was so upset was felt, until many times I had to exhale rough, if remembering all the events with brother Adrian yesterday.
"Why does my heart hurt so much when I tell her to stay away from me? Aaah .. heart, why do you torment me so much, so to breathe the air of freedom in living a quiet life can not. Does this heart still love Adrian? But on the other hand I hate him so much, so lazy with him again so hot. But the heart really cannot be lied to, when the vibration of love is still a little for him," confused heart rambles in confusion.
With the body tilted to the left now I try to calm the mind for a moment lying in the room, before the sun empties even brighter to immediately go to work.
"Why are you so lazy now? Why not get ready to go to work?" ask the foster mother who has entered my room.
"Eh, Mommy!" my reply immediately rose from lying down.
"Later on, Mom. I feel so lazy to go to work" I replied casually.
"What's wrong? Looks like you're in trouble again. Is that right, son?" guess her.
"Mother just know," said I immediately embraced his body, while sitting approaching this self.
"Your face can't lie and is good at hiding things. What's up? Try to talk to Mom, who knows you can help your problems," he replied while asking.
"Is that true, Mom? Karin indeed again there is a problem that is thought about brother Adrian. I felt like I wanted to be with Chris, but strangely this heart kept thinking about Adrian's brother," I explained.
"That's a sign that you love Adrian very much and do not want to let go of it, while for Chris' son it may be just your escape, when yesterday's emptiness was injured. It's all up to you, kid! Because you are living it. If you can think carefully about this heart problem, because if the wrong step then your household life will affect it as well. Do not let the relationship that has been built will damage everything, so that households can no longer have harmony, and there is only hatred and obscurity," he advised.
"Yes, Mom. But it felt so hard to get back with Adrian, because the wounds he had inflicted so deeply pierced this heart, that I was so scared, if he's going to do back what he did first" I replied sadly.
"I know, Son. It is not easy to forgive the mistakes of Adrian son who hurt you for years, but he is not now converted and wants to improve everything" he said, which seems more inclined to support Adrian's brother.
"Know 'lah, Ma'am. Karin is now really confused about this issue," said I who continued to tighten my arms at him.
"You are patient and slow, do not rush and easily rash in doing actions, which can ultimately harm later" he said again.
"Yes, Mom."
True also said Fatimah ma'am, who I have considered as my own mother as a solace when hit by grief.
"Do I have to listen to my mother's words, or my heart to continue with Chris. Hopefully my choice will be right in choosing," murmured.
Maybe I should put this troubled heart into better shape, and find a way forward later. One wrong step, surely the edges will be fatal, although sometimes at the beginning of the story there is a story of joy first.
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With a red shirt on, I am now ready to go to work. Thin-thin makeup polish, adding to the aura of beauty that seemed to make it sweet and graceful, when seen from the reflection of glass in my room. Not to forget the perfume I just sprayed onto the shirt, in order to add the plus in me.
The clock is ticking at seven o'clock, and not wasting time now this self is really going to go to work. The hands of the backs of both adoptive parents did not escape me, with the child merely turning to kiss this hand as well, before he left for school.
"Mother's child is beautiful and sweet, must learn the smart and do not misbehave, ok!" I said before I really left.
"Yes, Mother. Mother is also carefully on the road," replied the baby.
"Yes, baby."
"So we're leaving, sir, ma'am!" pamitku once again.
"Yes, be careful on the road!" answer me kindly.
"Yes, sir."
The wave of the hand has become a witness, that the footsteps have walked to work. Because the tail bike is the only one that became my vehicle, now it has been damaged so inevitably have to come out of the big fare to just take a taxi.
"Emm, how weird? Isn't the store not on leave, but why is the label closed? Emm, is there another booking place, until the main door is still open but there is a label?" the heart murmur wondered, when it had arrived at the shop.
With a sense of astonishment, the pace of the feet just keep stepping into the store, because the curiosity is so dusty, that is, what is there until there is writing closed.
"Wow, how'd it get weird like this, huh? Why is it so dark inside the store? It's been a little late this afternoon, why aren't there any window coverings opened?" The astonishment says, when the room is not seen at all.
"Hallo, excuse me. Is there anyone inside? Why is it so dark, hello?" I asked as I advanced my feet.
Srek, with a strong hand already opened one of the window curtains near the main door.
Dooor ... dooor, an eruption has been heard over and over again, with lights starting to light up already illuminating every corner of the room.
In shock, the body turned to see what was really going on. Shock, which I now feel, when the wall has been decorated with some writing (Will You Marry Me).
"Gosh, what is this? What the hell is going on now? What is this ... this, from Brother And---?" a still-shocked heart.
All the store employees seemed so happy smiling towards me, who was still dumbfounded by disbelief over all this.
Unexpectedly, there was a hand that suddenly hugged me from behind with its message.
The fragrance of the perfume I knew, was now so out of smell, as if it made me so opiate to continue to breathe it. And I seem to know very well who is the man who pranks me now.
"What are you doing now, brother? I was so shocked, by this surprise. You are so smart to surprise. From the beginning your nature has not changed at all," said I who have welcomed hugs, by cupping both palms of my hands above his hands.