Writing a Story on Earth
CHAPTER 31

Behind the tragedy always creates a deep sadness in the heart that feels the loss of someone who is very meaningful in his life..

No one knows the name of death, only Allah knows what death will come.

Whether death is in good health or in sickness, death will come to the way of Allah subhanahuataala.

Whether young or old, death is coming.

Some people are afraid of death.

Some want that death.

I never feared death, which I feared I would leave this sinful world.

The sin that will destroy this body until it becomes ashes in the hereafter, which will remain eternal. Who will continue to suffer the torment of all our sins.

A farewell always brings a cry, yaaaah that is how I feel..

Losing someone to death, always making regrets in the chest..

regret always comes later after nothing, while when we are still there we do not pay attention and make it happy..

Longing will come after our loved and dear ones are gone forever, leaving the earth and leaving only memories in the hearts that love them.

I don't know god's plan for me.

why is it so hard to harden what is already attached to the heart, like soil and trees.

There is no land, there will be no trees.

I am not a child anymore and we were committed to being together.

But time passes, time to time. Day after day, you start to turn selfish. Never cared about me again.

Aaaaaah fate apparently does not allow us to always be together until death which is the separation between us.

Sorrow and tears are witnesses of our love, the separation between us. A painful breakup in the chest. Now I won't be able to see your pretty face.

But believe me in my heart you will be replaced, you remain the namber one in my heart and mind.

Lost a dream of mine.

wishful thinking wants to age with you, but I will still love you in the do'a.

Goodbye love, may in eternity you keep seeing me.

Now our story is a memory, a memory that I will always remember until the end of my breath.

I try to let you go even though I cannot let you go with all my heart.

Thank you for all your love for me, you are the angel of love that can steal this heart. Thank you for always being there for me.

At least we've enjoyed being happy together, even if only for a moment.

Death and destiny are the dividers between our stories.

I will love you without limits, even if you live in memories, which I must remember..

But I love all about you, sometimes I wonder why death separates us?

I like everything about you.

About your smile.

About your laugh.

It's your words that always resonate in my mind..

The thing I like the most, when I hear your singing voice..

Even though your singing is like a cricket tonight that makes opium when you hear it. .

Aaaaaah from now on..

Only longing words can I mention for you in every one of my Do'a-do'a.

I miss when we laugh together....

I miss it when we sing together...

But the quiet story of our love, I have captured in a novel entitled: writing a story on earth..

The night was cold and late, time for rest.. May tomorrow be filled with a fiery spirit..

My Indonesian Independence..

Quickly get healthy again and soon ppkm gone. So did covid 19, quickly disappear from this earth..

You made me suffer. Until now I'm still unemployed because you're covid 19.

I miss working again and making money, to make both parents happy and to propose to the idol.

Take the plus side😁

Throw away the negative side 😁