THE WHISPER OF LOVE
The Diary of Joevanka

💌 Whisper of love 💌

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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Once in a calm feeling, Ivander sat on the floor leaning his back to the bed with a position of gouging knees and his hands he put on his feet. He looked down weakly. Her appetite is gone, her feelings are currently mixed.

Regrets always come too late. He can't change the situation.

Ivander can only hope and pray that he will be reunited with Joevanka.

Again Ivander could only waste his breath, he closed his eyes to quench all his guilt.

Suddenly his eyes were directed to Joevanka's bag. He remembered the words of Berneta. This bag was in the hospital, this bag was kept by Mr. Arnold for so long and this bag he kept in his closet and forgot to give it to Joevanka. Suddenly this bag was taken by Berneta and wanted to return to the real owner, but again delayed and finally back again to Ivander.

What's in this bag? Why does this bag seem to not want to go back to the owner?

Ivander's face shriveled, the journey of this bag so puzzling his. So that makes ivander curious.

" Can I see him Joevanka? "

Ivander stepped up to take the bag that was on the table.

Ivander smiled faintly, he flipped through the bag. A backpack that is small in size.The face is clearly wrinkled. " This bag can only hold a small book? " said Ivander softly.

" What's it all about? " murm Ivander.

Ivander ventured to open the bag belonging to Joevanka, Ivander's face shriveled.

Is it just a little diary ? Ivander opened the first page, at which point Ivander was wide-eyed and blinked repeatedly to confirm his vision. The writing in the book is clearly his name. Ivander's facial expression suddenly changed, his face stiffened and at the same time his heartbeat was hit quickly.

Deg deg deg

Ivander was trying to stabilize his heartbeat as he tried to understand. Is this just a hallucination? Suddenly the end of his hand was cold.

Ivander held his breath. Read little by little the words that Joevanka wrote. Full date and day he slipped there.

All he scribbled on that little book and all about Ivander alone.

Ivander's breathing was increasingly hunting, he tried to withstand all the turmoil in his heart.

His eyes were sad and glassy, his heart pounding even more. His mouth opened and his hands trembled.

Ivander prepared his mind to read the sheet by sheet he wrote there.

If you ask

About love in silence.

Possibly

It's a wonderful taste in the chest, though,

Which cannot be disclosed.

I Love You From Distance

Which brings this love, this,

Exhaust admiration,

Growing yearning.

I just resigned, helpless.

Just stunned to see myself falling in love with someone who somehow, why no courage to express it.

I admire you in silence.

Whole untouched.

His nose and eyes began to turn red, withstanding the pain that began to be felt in his nose. He stopped reading the diary. His eyes returned to glass and read. Ivander tries to control feelings.

I love you so much:

But you don't allow me

to reach your heart,

But I'm already happy enough

Even if you just see you.

And I always take you in prayer.

Ivander why do I love you so much ?

Ivander took his breath back quickly. Her watery eyes held back tears, she looked up to hold back her tears from coming out.

Back Ivander prepares his inner self to read all the contents of Joevanka's feelings that she's all pointing to for him.

It's not that easy to string words together.

Even if it has strung lips can not be as easy as saying it.

The affection I wrote in these teardrops in silence !!

DEG DEG DEG

His heart beat was racing like a drum. He tries to control his feelings.

Ivander exhaled his breath in a brick. His lips even trembled, tears that had been dripping down his cheeks. The tightness inside his chest he could not describe. Joevanka love her? the real feeling is just for him? His first love was Ivander?

He walked to the balcony, he wanted to calm his feelings. He took a deep breath while holding his chest. His mouth opened, shaking slowly. He laughed and cried but made no sound.

Ivander bent down and held his knees to try to stabilize his breathing that was rising and falling so quickly. But the feeling of tightness was still squeezing his chest. Mastering the heart's heartless claustrophobic impulses and leaving stifling scars, wounds that he made himself.

Ivander even threw his fist against the wall several times, until his handbook bled.

Aaaahhhhhhh

Ivander leaned against the side of the wall, not knowing what to do. His leaning body slumped down, his legs felt weak he sat down with the position of his legs gouged knees and his injured hands, drops of blood that fell he just let it go.

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Early in the morning, the rain is still pouring heavily in the city of xx and until now the drizzle of rain still accompanies the atmosphere this morning. Ivander was not at all closed, he was still sitting in the corner of his room with a chaotic feeling.

Clumps of clouds that are arranged accompanied by lightning or lightning rays that break the silence with the rest of the rain that still faithfully accompany Ivander today. Ivander's gripping room seemed to represent his heart. Today's weather represents his sad feelings. Knowing the truth if Joevanka has long harbored a sense for him.

It turns out that the days of Joevanka only covered in sadness, they are equally entangled in love in silence.

While on the other side.

Berneta was seen pacing back and forth in the family room, he deliberately contacted Mr. Betran. Because the night he checked the house before going to bed, he saw clearly, Ivander hurt his hand. He has not yet come out of his room.

Berneta took a quick step when what he was waiting for earlier, had already arrived.

" What's going on? " ask Betran with quick steps. He came with Miss Felin.

" I'm sorry, sir, I don't know. Ever since she learned of Miss Joevanka's departure. Mr. Ivander did not come out of his room again. And....." Berneta hung up his word.

The faces of Betran and Felin were similarly shriveled. " why? " ask Felin changed her face seriously.

" Mister Ivander hurt himself."

" What? " The two married couples even simultaneously said the same word.

" Yes madam, I saw Mr. Ivander smash his hand against the wall and hit him repeatedly. I fear sir if Mr. Ivander does anything stupid beyond our reasoning. We know for ourselves Mr. Aaron and Mrs Anastasia, are still out of town. "sluggish Berneta took out his uneg.

There was no answer, they immediately took a long step towards Ivander's room. Betran opened the unlocked door knob. Felin was shocked when he saw Ivander sitting with his eyes closed.

" Ivander, what's going on, baby? " Felin immediately squandered, catching Ivander's cheek and examining the wound in Ivander's dried-up hand.

" What makes you fall apart like this Ivander ? "

Slowly Ivander opened his eyes, seeing Uncle and aunty Felin in his room.

" What happened, baby? answer aunty! " the word Felin seemed so anxious. Because all he knew was Ivander was never like this.

Ivander shook his head, "Why are Uncle and aunty here? " Ivander said in a weak tone.

" To see how you are, Ivander. Berneta says you didn't leave the room, what happened, why did your hand get hurt like this ? " said Betran staring at Ivander, he even raised his eyebrows in half.

" I'm fine uncle..." Ivander said rise. He went up to his bed and laid his body there. Last night he couldn't be shut down, he only thought about Joevanka.

Betran and Felin could only look at each other.

" You don't want to tell Ivander? " the word Felin saw Ivander again closed his eyes and the position of his hand he put on his forehead.

" It looks like Ivander hasn't wanted to tell her a story yet, let her rest first" Betran said.

" Alright, aunty let you sleep right now Ivander, later after you wake up. You got a story debt to aunty, got it ? " the word Felin suppressed his every word.

There's no answer. Ivander remained silent in a closed position. After he heard the door close, Ivander opened his eyes again and sat on his back against the bed.

When he knew Joevanka's feelings for him, now the feeling of longing ambushed his soul and made a sense of tightness in the chest.

Why is there a longing when the one who is missed does not embrace the longing? Why is there a longing when asa has, not even reached? Why is there a longing when empty that only he can hug?

" I'm sorry Vanka, I didn't know you were this sick. "

" Can I hope you come back?

" Can I cry to all these sad feelings? "

" What should I do Vanka? The wounds of your departure are increasingly revealed, rampant with regrets that continue to spread." said Ivander with my eyes. Ivander looked out, He wanted to strengthen his heart, but he was increasingly unable, the sense of the wound was increasingly scratching his heart the deepest and he could not express it with words.

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