Oh My Mister
PoV Maxim - Flashback "the reason I love you"

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All my plans went smoothly, that afternoon after I had moved all my belongings to the rented house or commonly called the boarding house, I met him.

As I thought, the girl still remembered me well even when she cursed me.

I saw fear in his eyes, maybe he thought I was a bad guy. All right, so I have to be sweet to this girl to take her heart.

The next day I tried to approach him, I reasoned as logically as possible for him to trust me.

Luckily, Goddess Fortuna sided with me. The girl was willing to be my friend even though I had to teach her English.

Yes, I took a step forward! now just staying put makes her comfortable with me and fall in love with me, then I can seduce her into making love to me. It sounds evil, but I'm really curious about my body's reaction later.

He recognized me with a friend named Dilla, she was a sweet girl even my girl was less beautiful with him.

But for some reason in my eyes, Micah was never second to none. He always managed to make me flutter and feel calm when with him.

Dilla apparently recognized me as a singer, even that girl was one of my big fans. I tried to negotiate with her not to tell Micah and she agreed on the condition that I should recognize her with my two best friends.

A week I was on a roof with him made me slightly change my view of Micah. Previously I who only knew her as a jovial and outspoken girl now I understand, her attitude like that is only to cover the burden she must carry.

At 3 am, I, who woke up from my sleep, had to lazily leave the room to the kitchen to take a glass of water to cool my thirst.

I heard sobs from inside her room that were not soundproof.

I who was curious started to eavesdrop slowly so as not to be caught by the owner of the room, I brought my ears closer to the door of his room.

I heard him crying in his prayer, hoping for the blessing of the creator and forgiveness for the sins of his parents, even he cried because he felt unable to make his parents happy.

My heart is shaking, I am ashamed of him! I never even prayed for my parents. This other side really gave me a slap, at that time I knew that he was living alone in the capital to help his family's finances not for himself.

Since then I have a new habit, I always set an alarm at 3 am just to eavesdrop on the girl's complaints in her prayers.

Almost every day he worshiped at 1/3 (third) night, sometimes I heard him chant the holy verse with a beautiful voice.

I was amazed and fell in love with him.

I began to approach her best friend Dilla, to pry the other side of information about my girl.

According to her, my girl had dated while still sitting in high school but only for a short time and since then she has never thought about romance again, because he was too busy working to continue his education to a higher level without bothering his parents.

I began to curse the evil thoughts that had been stirred up in me. It would be despicable if I corrupted a pure girl like her just for my curiosity.

It didn't take long for this feeling to take root in my heart, I realized that I was really in love with her.

But unfortunately our togetherness did not last long, today my sister asked me to return to London immediately because my mother fell ill.

My heart was in a deep dilemma, but when I thought back that this was the right time to ask my parents for their blessing and force them to cancel that ridiculous match.

I can't stand it, wanting to immediately make that girl my life companion! Beautiful fantasies have filled my brain, I am sure she will be a good mother.

I even became oblivious to this lack of me, I was indeed a selfish person who tried as hard as possible to bind him without thinking about his feelings if he knew who I really was.

The night before my return was blue, I began to understand that I was feeling welcome to him.

That night we just expressed the honesty of each other's feelings. For the first time I ventured to kiss her lips, without lust was just an honest act of our feelings.

The next day he drove me to the airport, to be honest there was a strange feeling in my heart. I felt so hard leaving him, my heart was so hard.

"God may not be a bad sign"

I'm not stopping praying because I don't know why my feet feel so heavy going away from him.

Arriving in London I wanted to get my business done, my father was angry to see my presence. But I really did not expect slowly he understood my situation, I explained that I would marry the girl of my choice.

The look on my face of happiness was so radiated from my parents. The first time I felt, it felt like making parents happy.

Thank you, my beloved, you taught me so much.

I steadied myself on all the risks if I wanted to ask for her hand, not forgetting that I had to ask my father and mother for their blessing.

"Mommy and Daddy let you make your choice, as long as you still believe in God, we will continue to support you. All religions must teach kindness, dear, we appreciate your choice."

That was how my parents answered when I decided to change beliefs.

I thought about it carefully, whatever I would sacrifice for him even if he asked for my life.

I think that girl has really driven me crazy.

The 6 months I went through without him were indeed a time that felt so long, my busyness and the significant time difference made the communication relationship between me and him quite hampered.

Plus I have to take care of my problems with Jess keeps me busy, I'm sorry I know a Jesson.

Today I'm going back to see my girl, I can't wait to hug her. Letting go of the longing that had been really making my heart feel claustrophobic but somehow I felt something uncomfortable. I don't know what that feeling is, which is obviously the same feeling as when I left my girl, it's so annoying and disturbing in my heart.

Seriate...

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You are present when I am

not expecting love for you

quiet is meaningless

my heart is hating

I didn't realize I was fascinated either

with beautiful love

the one that reverberates from your lips...

my heart also misses...

the love you give...

make me really mean...

you are God's most beautiful gift to me

my Nestapa you made your pain...

my greetings to you always...

o you're my future wife...

pledge allegiance with s' forever

we both go to heaven

(osts. Assalamualaikum candidate imam - Miller Khan version).

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