The Tarnished Holy
Two men in his life.
"Some are waiting ! "
Is that true ?
Indeed, who is he waiting for on a ruin.if he, who would accept and Sudi beg a woman who has nothing different with trash ? Never mind, he knew he was despicable, and waiting for death was more soothing to his sound.
Nafisah hugged herself, noticing the starless sky, the light of the moon dimmed, the cause especially if not the weather that lately is not friendly to the world, like he who still can not make peace with his heart . Nevertheless, wind still blows, circling, carrying the sound of night animals while shaking the clothes attached to his body.
Nafisah sighed, when the chunks of pain and wounds he failed to release while returning tried to release him .His eyes lowered, only to realize that the book of Mustafa which contains the will of the prophet to his people was now closed .
He stood up leaving his seat .Half-two nights, of course there was nothing he got here but silence, and that silence he was currently pursuing ,after before her awakened by a nightmare and failed to close her eyes back.Always like this, like this until the morning sun greeted.
' Gus Pati ' He whispered to himself .'Gus starches' reworked her, as if reawakening a wound at the bottom there .After all, he was the man he used to love and the man who was able to make his heart shake .
But at that time he never expected more, considering the man graduated from Al Madinah did not show the slightest signs of like, ah he forgot .Not that, he did it solely out of respect for women .
"God, besides a man like Gus Pati, why did you create a demon-hearted man too ?"He painstakingly, swallowed his saliva to expel the tightness in the chest. He hates the man, but he fails to realize that hate for someone must also keep his memory.
Her tears were scattered, so felt the endless tightness .He wanted to kill that face in his memory, but the more he wanted to forget it the more powerful it was present in the eye patch, waving the flag of immortality with the devil's grin ,he waves, gives up with the pain that strikes, ravages his world.
"Why is it fate that he touched my life ? Why, God ? Didn't I ever recognize her ? haven't I ever offended her life ? Then ... Then..?" The body of Nafisah shook slowly, feeling the ultimate destruction . His heart crumbled dimly , he wanted to accept all the teachings of God but in fact it was not as easy as what he had once said.
'Starch Gus' He put the word together in tamaram.But no longer he found the happy gurgle he had once felt, he never felt,but the pain of remembering the fact that he could never be with the man he used to hang out with at the end of the night .He held his breath, feeling contorted with pain when he discovered the fact that his inhibitor was himself.
"Why can't we be together, when we love each other !" In the cry she was holding, the woman made a sound. Ah he forgot something , Gus Pati certainly deserves better .Not a dirty woman like her.
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