FAKE LOVER
Vitamin Sea

Three months later ...

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I spend my weeks ...

Tryna to get you of, my mind again ...

I can't make it's stop

Tryna pretend I'm good

But you can tell

Mm, I'm not ...

I spend my weeks tryna get you off

My mind again, but I can't make it stop

I'm tryna pretend I'm good, but you can tell

'Cause you know me, you know me too well (you know me too well)

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Mayra is seen running away with Tika, Rindi, and Anton. Seemed so cheerful, laughing out loud when playing Voly together. That's how they fill a weekend getaway on this charming beach. Remove all the tired that whack. Throw away all grievances that dwell gnawing at the soul.

Absolutely not visible urate of pleasure that has been decorating Mayra's face. Of course, losing him who had completely filled the space in his heart was unlikely to make him alright. Until the full 30 days spent to strengthen the heart, sleep awake back asleep and then wake up to just fill an empty stomach. It is already unstoppable anxiety Father and Mother see the state of the Princess's grief, but all that can be done is silence. Do not dare to come closer to just say a word of spirit, or will see the Princess increasingly feel sad.

The presence of the friends did not make Mayra can return as cheerful as usual, somehow all looks bland in his eyes. Make Mother sometimes to powerless, and sob alone in the corner of the room. Until one day Khadija took the initiative to invite him to attend a festival held at his school.

Then a middle-aged man was seen approaching, sitting on the bench next to him. Long silence, staring at Mayra who was not flinching at all with her presence.

" Mayra ..."

Mayra was aghast, when she turned her head, "P, Mr Danu ?"

" What's up ? Is there a problem ?" Mr. Danu was Mayra's teacher when he was in High School, which of course taught Khadija as well.

Mayra was silent without a sound, it was enough to prove that Mr. Danu's words had a point. Because he knows the cheerful figure of Mayra is also friendly to anyone. Not without reason, because in the past he often accompanied Mayra to learn to follow some of the Olympics to be able to make the name of the school fragrant.

" Mayra ... Do you still remember this ? 'What misses me will never be my destiny, and what is destined for me will never miss me."

Mayra nodded, "About Umar bin Khattab."

Mr. Danu smiled, "That's the life of Mayra ... What you decide will never leave you. All will return if it is destined for you, and also leave if it is not your destiny. How ? Still want to be sad ?"

Mayra sighed, thanks to Mr. Danu she finally remembered the quote. A spirit of life, which feels easy to understand but is so difficult to live. But at least now he realizes too sad like this is completely useless, it is better to make yourself a benefit to others that is the real life.

Slowly he published his most beautiful smile, "Thank you for his advice Mr ..." Mr. Danu nodded back and smiled.

That's how slowly Mayra's day began to improve, until when Aldo came back.

" I'm sorry May ... But ... I think only you can help."

" About the ?" Although there is still a sense of a little hate, but it is not good not to hold a grudge forever.

" A Foundation."

" What ? Why the sudden Foundation ?"

" Sort of a chore, and I know this was your dream a long time ago. We can make it happen together."

" Not if to re-bind me by force." Mayra snarled with her hands folded in her chest.

" I'll think about it."

Aldo looks a little drawn lip line. At least Mayra did not immediately refuse. However, until one week passed Mayra did not give any news. Make him desperate. But, her look turned bright in an instant when Mayra contacted her, asking her to join Pelita House with another friend.

The project went smoothly without any obstacles. Although sometimes mixed with a variety of differences of opinion that is quite reasonable. Until now, Aldo gave Mayra and the others a little room to unwind.

Given their hard efforts to realize Rumah Pelita into a Charitable Foundation to make room for every child to learn every talent they want. Departing from a saying, that a person can be useful not from his intelligence but from all aspects of his advantages. Rumah Pelita Foundation was awakened in accordance with expectations that were once considered impossible for Mayra.

Although it still felt like a dream, he was truly happy at this moment. A sense of awakening with explosive happiness in a heart that has long been inhabited in silence.

Now Mayra is on the cliff of a beach, screeching at will like the direction of the friends waiting behind her.

Don't forget to give him a paper, a pen is also a balloon.

Although the hope of happiness whatever the circumstances can not be realized.

At least one of my dreams came true, even without you.

Forgive my feelings that can never be erased

I'm sorry I still love you so much

I'm sorry for still mentioning you in every do'a my banner

Even though we are in a different world

The heavens of the earth that will never be together

I'm still waiting for you

I am a stupid girl like you say

Because we will wait alone with a million sweet memories between us

Love you ...

Mr. Manekinku ...

He is seen folding the letter, hanging it on a handful of threads containing a light blue balloon on top of it, then floating it in the air.

" MISTER MANNEQUIN ?! DID YOU HEAR ?! I WILL KEEP WAITING !! UNTIL YOU REMEMBER EVERYTHING !!!" mayra's strangulation in the beach air is so refreshing netra.

" Lo sure, ain't gonna jump him ?" Anton seemed wary of seeing Mayra's every move.

" Kaga is ! Let it be that every mound in the chest should be removed." Tika Timpal.

" Huh ?! Danger dong ! Wa ... Can't be in the barin." Taking a step to approach Mayra, but immediately prevented Tika, "Mo what Lo ?"

" Mayra can't do this****** in her son Oneng !" The menoyor Tika.

" The basic snick ! Mute peres knows his brain !" The jidat Anton.

" Aww ... You ducks lu ye !" Did not accept want to reply Tika, but hindered Rindi's body.

" Stop it you guys ! Look at Mayra crying again, samperin yuk."

The three approach Mayra, giving a warm embrace to the soul who returned ravaged poranda struck by a storm named the past.

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Music by: New Hope Club. Danna Paola - you know me too well