We And The Unfinished Story
Thing but not bleeding..

"If any words hurt you, 'get down' and let it 'pass you' don't put your heart in so as not to tire your heart."

(Ali bin Abi Talib)

That's how I feel right now.I just looked down.I know here I'm wrong.I don't want and don't intend to answer Mr. Dimas.

"I wonder, why do you want to just go out with someone you just knew? Aren't you scared?Or are you just too thirsty for attention?"

The test, a clear drop fell on my cheek.I couldn't help it.Too painful words that came out of Mr. Dimas' mouth.

"Yes father is right, I am a person who thirsts for attention.I am a person who always wants to be loved and loved.I want to be a person who is always in the privileged and desired."But this is all I dare to voice in my heart.

"I'm sorry, if my words have gone too far, you can come out now." I just nodded and walked out of the room.

Merryana who just wanted to ask something, as soon as I came out of the room Mr. Dimas was just silent to see my eyes reddened.Maybe he knew I was crying.

I tried to get through this unusual day.When the break I told Merry and the others to rest first.We had to take turns when the break.

I saw the incoming message on my phone.

"Assalamu'alaikum ren, what lunch is today? don't eat soup noodles sauce, do you?"

I smiled reading the message.

"No bang, cook me every day to eat soup noodles."

"Pengen took dinner together again but did not dare, hehehe.takut shareennya not given the door anymore."

"wkwwkwk is a bang, my boss is very fierce."

This break was filled with my chat with Maliq, and there were still entertainers when my heart was sad again.

Suddenly Jennika approached me.She wanted to borrow her word computer wanted to send an email.I invited her, and shifted my seat to the chair next to me.I noticed Jennika's face was so smooth,without any pores.How can God create a man as perfect as this.He has a white skin, smooth face, eyes that are not too narrow is also not too big.When he laughs there is an arch on his cheek.

I immediately turned to look out of the office.The longer I see Jennika's face will make me more ungrateful to my circumstances.

I remember, though,papa once said all women are beautiful.Even dark-skinned though.Because the standard of beauty is different for everyone.Every person is created special God so no need to mind.God created it is in accordance with its portion, the,and there must be a reason God created us with this skin color, body shape and face.

Papa was good at entertaining and became a mood booster.

Not long after Mr. Dimas out of his room and approached Jennika.Maybe they will have lunch together.They walk side by side out of the office.Still the same feeling I feel, soft but not bloody.

I shouldn't miss my lunch.But I really don't have a taste for food today.See my medicines are still quite a lot.I wonder why the chatty doctor gave me so much drug stock he was going to damage my kidney.

I went up to my room, threw my body into the ceiling of the room.I remembered Mr. Dimas's words earlier.Like a broken cassette that rotated repeatedly in my head.It is indeed the mouth of Mr. Dimas,worse than the sugar that is often mingled as one of the triggers of diabetes.

I saw an incoming message on my phone, from Mr. Dimas.I just sneered, still too upset with his attitude earlier.

"Have lunch?"

"Not yet."I answered briefly.

"I bought you soup!"

Ish base, he thought this pain of my heart could pay off with just a bowl of soup.If only soup doang I can still buy his.cuihh..

"No, sir, I have no appetite."

"I've already bought me a place on the table to eat.If not you eat redundant, your own sins."

Ish the basis of this what the fuck is wearing ngancam bring sin.Lagian he has bought his new soup nawarin me.

I rushed out of the room, and sure enough there was a bowl of soup on the table.From the sin I prefer to spend it.

Finished eating I immediately went down.When passing through the room Mr. Dimas he was again cool with his gadget.I just passed without any intention of thanking.Lagian I still hurt with him.

After work we briefing discuss the gathering event held next Sunday.We from the C city branch should gather at the city headquarters R.The plan departs by tourism bus.We will stay 2 nights.

During the briefing I just silently listened.The other on asked, I prefer to be busy with my gadget.Actually I do not taste in this gathering.But Yudha a division friend when I was in the headquarters forced me to come along.Because she also participated.

Briefing runs for half an hour because Mr. Dimas had to go home to the city of R with his heart lover Jennika.As soon as the briefing was completed I was the first person out of his room.

Because I was in too much of a hurry I nudged the urn in the corner of Mr. Dimas' room,the urn fell and the fragments stuck in my feet.It just so happened that I had replaced my shoes with flip-flops.Blood pours profusely from my feet.

Another female employee screamed at my bleeding leg.Seeing a fair amount of blood I immediately turned pale and limp.I don't know who got me into the car,and Mr. Wiryo took me straight to a public clinic with only one in town.

Because my wounds are deep enough and the blood continues to flow the doctor decided to sew my wounds.After my wounds were handled I immediately returned to the mess.This time Mr. Dimas who memapahku up.At first I refused him, I refused, I said I could hold on to the iron ladder handrail, but he insisted on helping me.

Too many wounds that I experienced today.From the wounds that do not bleed, to the wounds that bleed.If in the Korean drama, in the past life I must have betrayed the country.Esay I can this today.

Suddenly I laughed while crying, the man lying next to me was surprised to see me.

"Astaghfirullah, Ren said ren.You why? no more reneging on ren."

I just laughed back to see Merryana's expression, then cried again to remember my sadness.And finally I fell asleep without bathing and without changing clothes.