Is This Really Love?
part 1
That afternoon I was walking alone on the sidewalk carrying a couple of crackle bags containing some side dishes that I bought when I got home from work, well even though my salary wasn't much at that time but it was at least enough to buy some food.
When the direction of the trip home there are some things that I think about, be it the easiest thing to difficult.
This journey I went through every day every second, it was all repeated so many times that it felt like wanting to stop for a while and disappear for some time until really ready to accept the situation.
while being engrossed in daydreaming without me realizing it turned out I was in the middle of the road, many people2 around yelling for me to be careful but I did not hear, I did not hear, in the opposite direction, there was a car that was about to pass the road at high speed, when the car was about to hit me. There was a young man who saved me.
I am very confident because if there were no young man, I might have died on this earth.
when I fell silent with the fear that struck me, the young man touched my shoulder he understood very well if I was really afraid of the new events that had happened to me
" Hey mom, are you okay? why don't you pay attention to the road well!, how will you really get hit by the car? "
the question I got from the young man made me so annoyed and anxious that I threw his mouth with the food I had bought, if you think about where I want to be hit by the same car, the name is also unintentional
" uh sorry, thank you for saving me from what just happened". Don't forget to thank me, yes even nyebelin.
" I was thinking about something so I didn't concentrate on walking"
" attagfirullah his mouth mas, I still want to live mas, my mind is still clear "
God wants this guy's mouth I put on a rock, it's good he said I'm tired of living. If only he hadn't helped me I'd become a pecel catfish just knew this sense of people.
" whether or not tau mbak, today there are so many like that if you are tired of the problem of living at the end of the round" he said
" round? meaning mas? " ask me curious
" Yes rounder mbak don't know the extension" I don't know at all the head bobble
" Yaampun mbak mbak, life has been half a century cooking yes round ngak know" while laughing out loud
" Yakan I do not know mas, if the mas does not want to answer it is also okay, anyway not harming me, eh again I thank you very much for helping me earlier. I let go first mas, so I have to go home quickly" I resigned and rushed away from there in addition to want to go home quickly I want to avoid the debate is very poor quality.
" The mother is not curious about Bundir? if you want to come here first mbak hey" waved his hands while laughing
astagfirullah mas mas is crazy or how the hell, there seems to be nothing funny why he is like that. God, I hope I don't see him again, he's so goddamn cool.