THE MYSTERY OF LOVE THE CARTWRIGHT’S
CHAPTERS I

“Suti..wake up, it's noon fast. Are you not praying at dawn?

Come wake up soon!”

I flinched and sat in a daze, looking left right in the endless darkness of the room.

Before finally the corner of my netraku captures the movement of others in a striated blanket on

on my bed.

“Ouch! Fuck” I swore in the heart. It turns out that the day still

it's too late to keep up my morning routine.

I saw a great flood with dirty water rolling around

around me and accidentally netraku staring so many fish that

it briefly sprung to the surface and soon sank again. I

who initially felt on the edge suddenly dragged along, arising drowned deep

the torrent of the river was dirty and choppy.

“How can it?” inner wondering. When I no longer

able to breathe well in the hole, there were two big black fish

snuck in from under the water and thrust his fins out to make a grip

and lead me to the outskirts safely.

I accidentally saw the fish that were dragged by the current,

he jumped to save himself out of the water. There are many living too

the dead were hit by the torrent of water.

“Hei!” i screamed. When my consciousness reaches perfection.

Doesn't their eye light resemble someone's. Someone who steals hearts and.

my feelings for a few days.

And “heeemfh” wasn't the one that woke me up from an endless dream

mas Mujib, my classmate. “How can it?” My screams in my heart. “Itu

very-very unlikely?”

On campus.

“Morning Suti!” the greeting from Paddy sonorous sounded.

“Pagi”.

“How, there is already a title that you will submit to Pak Fadli?”

I was just confused by that question. Situations

same as last week.

“What the hell situation?” how can I answer it

and I don't have any pictures in my little brain. Completely dead-end.

I saw next to Paddy there was Esther's sister who was ready with

proposal files and ready to submit. How bad is feeling

these.

front office door. An indistinct murmur was thrown along with the gust

big breath, just a release of anger over my inability to determine

even a simple title.

“Ouh cruel world”, my inner voice again. Time after time

I shook my head as if to drive away the tired and tired that these days

I've been feeling, ever since I had a weird dream yesterday.

Today is the same as the passing of an unfinished storyline, I

I went through many different journeys, but I still stayed

here stands on the side of my helplessness over difficulties like days

yesterday's.

When I heard the curse of Esther's sister who seemed to understand

with confusion.

“Although confused, I still submitted the title of this research. And

I'm trying to make it happen in a thesis”.

I flinched, before finally answering, “have a title recommendation

for me, no?” my question is full of enthusiasm.

“There, but get out your idea first, you want to research what?”

“Eehhmmmm, what is it?” my mind drifted to all sorts of things

problems that I have faced while undergoing fieldwork practice.

And “bingo!” the idea just flashed through my brain.

“How about The Difference achievement between the student

with the English background and those who don’t have any background?”.

“Oke, seems good. But don't just propose one, please,

worry will be rejected. Try creating another title as well”.

“Hadeeww, I complained. “I give up brother, where maybe the brain

this minimalist has another alternative title. How about Sister Ester

who made it?”

“That's you, Suti…..Sutis. Still from the past”, my head is held

slow down.

I was just a whiny. Despite the heavy heart

Esther kept me two good titles while explaining them long

widths.

I just have a beard as if to understand when not the same

once. Because ever since that dream my head has always felt heavy as if it were thousands

burlap sacks nestled on it. I'm so sick of this taste.