
“I must be strong!”
A pair of hands were now seen clenching, covering the look
the sadness that was being emanated from a girl who was currently sitting
right there, in front of a little roadside stall. With a bottle of mineral water
who was beside him.
On a long bench, the girl let go
his sadness, his frustration with the problems he faces today. New
only he found pleasure in his work in a large company
and famous, but today the girl was forced to resign from there
because of a guy who made her almost crazy there.
“Yes, I must be strong! I
must strong!” the girl strengthened herself.
If only that had happened
it didn't happen today. The words that were repeatedly spoken were not thrown out
to day. Maybe Wulan wouldn't take a big decision like this. But
it has all happened, that big decision has been taken. And hatred
the girl had already deepened to the figure of the man she currently had
important department there.
Wulan could no longer
holding everything. Self-esteem, along with a sense that does not want to be oppressed make it
must be strong to live it all.
Yeah, it's not the end.
Losing a job that has been coveted by thousands of people who are in
out there is not an end in his life. There are many ways, there are still
there are many roads that can be passed.
A moment Wulan recalled,
will be the story of a friend who now has the status as
the great mistress of the great company she worked for. That friend
telling me, if Roy was one of the chefs where he worked first, now he has
it opened its own business, and it advanced very rapidly.
Brother Roy, should I
there?
For a moment, Wulan thought
I decided to come and visit there.
Day by day has been
elapsed. Weeks passed along with the changing month. At
there in the Caffe, Wulan has got her pleasure. Although
just being a waiter. But that was enough for him, though,
their comrades-in-arms are all very kind and friendly, as well
the owner of the place who was always nice to him. There's nothing else
oppressive, no more reviling. Everyone loves him, loves Wulan,
it makes him feel like he has enough of his work.
***
In a house that lives in the place of the people
top elites. It looks like a woman is ready with a dress
imposed it. His hand is now seen moving towards his stomach, rubbing it
soft with a twisting motion.
“You're ready baby?” ask Joe when it comes
from behind.
“Already,” Tania nodded.
Joe's body movements now look down, with his hands
who touches the stomach while sticking his ear there. “Sayang Papa, please,
please be fine there, yes.” he said gently.
Tania smiles, “Iya, Papa. I'll be fine in
in here. I also love Mama,” reply Tania with her cute voice.
The hue of happiness was so radiated there, in the second
the faces of the human children. Tania's pregnancy seemed to be a blessing
alone, in Joenathan's life. It is clear from how the attitude
Joenathan is now, growing older and more patient. Make your own Tania
grateful for his current situation.
Yes, Lord, do not let this happiness pass by.
so quick.
Inner Tania with a prayer from there.
TBC.