Savingswoman

Savingswoman
2. Love is not about passion


*a terrible fear...


I finally got to tell you about my worst ex..


first x I set foot in bali it's because of a man named yoki..


yes, I was easy to be in a relationship with a man I had not known for a long time..


it all started with Facebook...


ting "notiv my fb reads. and I saw 1 person asking for friendship yoki tazzmania saaf it was immediately confirmed because I used to be slalu looking for friendship anywhere..


gradually we began to actively send inboxes to exchange bb pin numbers..


he I know well.is considerate, understanding, and loving, and that's when I needed it...


gradually we also more intensely share the news and he expressed his feelings to me well I think I already know him 6bln this he well wlaupn we blom ever met.. I finally accepted her heart and we dated..


One day I was assigned to go to the head office in Surabaya, and I also gave him news if I would be on duty in Surabaya for 1 week..


and he said "sas, from surabaya to bali it was just a little while not far away, what if you stop by Bali"


I thought hard, and finally I decided "why my dream is not going to go back, why don't you meet a boyfriend there"


finally I agreed after my service permission to leave a few days for a vacation and the company also allows..


my official trip will be through without a hitch. surabaya I live with my best friend tia, we used to work together2 in Jakarta but tia was mandated to serve in surabaya for several years..


in Surabaya I also reonian the same 1 mantankj and my friends we meet, eat, and go together..


sorry yes my ex spread in various provinces hehehe πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜ justkiding say. only beberpa πŸ˜†πŸ˜†


for a few days I reassured my heart..


in my mind raging "i don't know who2 is there, I don't have a friend there, how klo I got lost there, what if smpe didn't meet sma yoki..


and I'll talk to mas yoki..


mas I in Bali do not have friends, I dibali do not know who, I dibali ga have relatives, I dibali do not know where, if I lost how?


sasi"" will be me, he replied reassuring me..


Crazy whether I sas, smpe could leave you alone. I will not be that long sas..


I don't know mas I doubt...I replied 😟😟.


and he convinced me to meet him in the dibali....


finally, a week of work was completed, and I convinced myself to go to see him...


That afternoon I went to use travel destination surabaya - Denpasar Bali...


I was directed to inn whatever the name I forgot. The inn was around Teuku umar street..


after arriving at the inn at around 7 am, I have booked a room on the 2nd floor and soon I entered the mas yoki also came.. serayah hugged me she said she missed and finally during this 7 months we met..


and he said he wanted to continue his work first..


sas, I stay a while later in the afternoon I come to us lunch breng trus jlan jlan..


I also nodded "iya mas tp km promise it will actually come again"


yes, the answer is short....


after he left, I went into the bathroom and took a bath,...


I woke up at 15.30 pm hp. waah dah afternoon I thought. kok mas yoki has not come? 😟 a little anxious covering my mind...


I bbm just checklis 1 😟


I texted not in bales πŸ˜‘


I tlp "the number you are going to is not active or out of range please try to call a moment again" 😡


stresss vows. kawatankj jd reality.hours at Hp show at 19.00 and mas yoki never come.. I call can not be as bad as he was swallowed by the earth 😒😒


my stomach started to rumble the bread he brought this morning was finished I can't delay my hunger. I'm hungry I think I 😟.


I ventured down and out of the inn I looked right left afraid of missing me in Bali and I decided to return to the inn.. sad it feels abandoned. hungry is not because you do not have money but because you do not know where to go 😭😭😭


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