CAMELLIA'S SACRIFICE
CAMELLIA
I looked at my husband's face that was always focused in front of me I knew he looked tired. Finished dinner with us saying goodbye to my family to stay at my mother-in-law's house , I miss them, I miss them, when we were at the red light I saw the cart selling martabak akh I remembered mama. hahahaha I cried out to my husband.
" Bang "called me softly to her, she turned her head and said
" What's wrong my dear my love "he cried to me I was wrong for him.
" We buy by yuk for mama and papa and our two adk is "calling to my husband
" May but there is a condition" exclaimed my husband while looking at me, I also frowned and then looked at him.
" Terms what bang "cry me on her
" Here and here" exclaimed my husband as he pointed at his cheeks, he indirectly ordered me to kiss him.
honestly I was embarrassed if it wasn't in a public place I would have given him my deadly pinch but I was forced and timid to follow my husband's wishes.
I kissed both of his cheeks in shame.
Then I got off the bike and walked towards the martabak seller and I ordered some martabak boxes for me downstairs, to my in-laws' house, and then I ordered some martabak boxes, Before long my husband caught up and sat next to me leaning his head on my left shoulder, I just kept quiet while playing my phone, But for a moment the ear was pierced with a busker who expressed his feelings through words that made me feel like a dejavu with the past... yanv's words were familiar but I forgot very much where and when I heard or read the words the beggar said, he was not like a beggar but he was like expressing his feelings through those words.
words that are so familiar I have read but where I have forgotten
" Love is something that can bring happiness and sadness, but love proves that in this world there are still people who need your presence..
Indeed, sometimes this love brings such deep pain butiii you do not need to fear because this pain will disappear also later ...
Now maybe you feel in love with someone but you will not know if behind you it is still 1 person who is always waiting for you to respond to his heart and you will not know who is behind you that person is because he is your secret fan, a fan of your heart, and a fan of your dreams...
The pain may still be forgettable and you should not be afraid of it because honestly the most unforgettable thing is 'YOU' ... I'm not 'DILAN ' .. but my feelings for you are further from 'DILAN' feelings '...
I don't want our love story to be the same as the romeo and Juliet that ended in death together, because what I want is a true love story and it will be eternal until we are found again in heaven...
After I heard all those words my husband and I left the martabak seller.
Along the way I fell silent and remembered the words earlier, But honestly I was confused as to my own feelings ?
For a moment I looked at my husband who was also staring at me in the rearview mirror of his motorcycle
But I was only silent until before long my husband's motorbike had been lost in front of my second-in-law's house...
I got off my husband's motorbike and I took the plastic containing the martabak.
We entered the house and said our greetings
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