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Boncabe 4 (Broken Heart)

The sky is colored orange nan beautiful, swastamita sign has shown apparently nan beautiful.

Swastamita should be a very romantic sight for lovers, but not for Mishel and Adam who are now sitting in Raikhan's cafe.

Before receiving a proposal from Farhan, a doctor and a famous young ustadz in this city, Mishel wanted to speak from heart to heart first with Adam. Great hope Mishel, his love received a welcome from Adam, although it seemed impossible. But it is not wrong if Mishel expressed her love for Adam, for the umpteenth time? Even ... maybe for the last time.

Mishel willingly humbled herself only for an Adam. A man who is not perfect but able to reign in the heart of a beautiful girl and her character.

What exactly is the lack of Mishel in Adam's eyes? The answer .. does not exist. Even Mishel was such a perfect woman. Adam just did not want to hurt Mishel, because in Adam's heart still engraved the name Shelly, the woman who during his life often he wasted.

"Dam, I want us to talk from heart to heart. You certainly know that from the beginning my feelings of love never fade in the least. Dam, day after tomorrow ... Farhan was intending to ask me. Actually, I'd really like to reject Farhan's good intentions because in my heart this is just your name." Mishel tries to vent to express her heart to Adam. Mishel was too embarrassed, but he thought, this is the last chance for him to determine the journey of life in the future.

"Dam, can your heart open just a little for me?" asked Mishel expectantly.

Adam took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. He seemed to think before replying to Mishel.

"Mishel, you deserve happiness. You deserve to be with a man who loves you, not a man like me. Mishel, are you ready to be with a man who has never had feelings for you? Wouldn't your heart be hurt if the man was reluctant to do his duty as a husband because he still loved another woman? Therefore, I ask to be happy by receiving a proposal from Farhan, Mis!"

DEG

Adam's words exceeded the sharpness of a dagger, perhaps even equivalent to thousands of arrows that hit the chest.

Be ill. Of course Mishel's heart was very sick. If he had not been afraid of the wrath of Robb the owner of life, this very moment ... Mishel wanted to throw the dagger right into his heart, so that he would no longer feel the pain of a broken heart for the umpteenth time.

Mishel let out a rough breath. Netherland's heating. He held the circle of sadness that had been born on the eyelids.

"Well Dam, now it's clear. You never return my love. I'm going to Dam. From this second on, I will no longer meet Tiara. Take care of Tiara, never hurt your daughter, Dam!"

Mishel moved from her sitting position. He stood up and prepared to walk away. But Adam prevented it.

"Mishel, sorry! We'd better break the fast first. Later, I'll take you home."

Mishel tried to review the smile, although it felt difficult. "I can go home by myself, Dam. I've booked a taxi online."

"But Miss ...." Before Adam got out of his sitting position, Mishel hurriedly swung her legs. Adam's net view was fixed on the object moving further and further away. Adam's legs felt heavy to run after Mishel. Had Adam been able to open a little of his heart to Mishel at this time, perhaps he would not have been enveloped by the regret of having wasted the love of a godly woman for so many times.

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Suddenly, the sky that had been bright, now turned ashore, as if to feel the sadness of Mishel.

Mishel got out of an online taxi when she arrived at a park filled with bougenvil flowers. He walked to a white park bench. Mishel sat on the bench.

Under the sky, Mishel shouted Adam's name while holding his chest which seemed very sick. "Adam......." The thread of sadness that he had been holding back, in the end escaped as well.

"Adam...." Again Mishel shouted the name of the man she still loved so much. Mishel's cry grew as she remembered Adam's words. How broken Mishel's heart was at this moment. Perhaps, it took quite a long time to heal the wounds due to the unrequited love.

Mishel kept crying. Luckily no one else was in the park, just the rustling of rainwater accompanying the heart-wrenching shrill cry.

"God, is this feeling of love wrong? Is it illegal that I still expect love from him? Forgive your weak servant of faith, O Robb." Mishel's body shook. He was beating his chest which still hurt.

Mishel tried to calm herself down by chanting Istighfar repeatedly. He was a trail of tears that soaked his beautiful face with fingers.

"O Allah, could Farhan be the best man that You chose for Your servant? If so, open the door of my heart to receive Farhan..."

After his cries subsided, Mishel moved from a sitting position. He walked through the street to his house.

Sky water that still falls rapidly, like the singing of nature accompaniment of grief that is increasingly royal.

Even though a smile doesn't mean anything

I am always happy in my day

There is nothing in this heart

In this soul

Hollowly

I've met Adam at the crossroads of my life, maybe there'll be a love story

But there are life trials

As if I were Hina

Lord, give me love

To my friend in solitude

Catch me in Your light

Let me have love

Lord, give me love

I also deserve to be happy

Give your blessing and your lawfulness

God, give me love

(Shita Shayu)

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