Writing a Story on Earth
CHAPTER 33

How are the minions?

My name is Ijal, now I'm 22 years old, at 20 years old are the happiest times I've felt.

Wh why?

Because at that age, I happened to meet a woman named Minion.

The woman looked different from most women I have ever met, the figure of the woman was fundamentally very different from any other woman on earth.

Almost every night the woman entered the dream in my sleep, her beautiful face was always in the shadows.

Oh god is this the love I feel right now.

Ah I was infatuated by her smile which fascinated me when I saw her smile..

But again I was unlucky when I saw his smile, because the Budi blocked the view that made me in love drunk.

Love is so beautiful if it can conquer the heart of a woman who makes me stunned when I see her beautiful face .

Aaaaah shit too many rivals who want to have a female figure that gets me in love drunk..

Aaaaah damn the Budi, again made me upset. I want to feel like I hit his face so caper in front of the woman who made me stunned. It always made me feel emotional when he approached my incarcerant woman. Which is always in my day and night.

Why is that woman capable of stealing my heart.

Aaaaaah I don't know why.

Maybe love comes from the eyes down..

Aaaaah I almost made her crazy, made me want to get her heart..

But what power the Budi again comes bring disaster.

But I'm not just gonna give up on getting my Minion.

Because I know.

Giving up is not in my dictionary of life..

But let's see who can get your Minion's heart.

When I look at you, it turns out you also smile and blush embarrassed when I look into your eyes.

I don't think you have the same feelings for me, but it turns out you have those feelings for me.

Even though I know you're too shy to show me.

Every time we meet, you're always salting in front of me which makes me want to get her heart.

The days I kept going by continuing to approach you, until you felt comfortable with me.

I express my love for you, my heart is happy when you accept my love..

Until night after night we carve happy even though only limited to chetan, phone..

But I didn't expect that suddenly you said break up made me wonder what my fault was.

But you said I didn't have anything wrong.

Butwhy?

You said I was your candle and you were my candle.

Opium when you see your pretty face.

Opium when you see your smile.

Canduku became homesick, longing for me to meet to vent the opium and longing that is in the chest that sneaks in every day and my time.

Because all my time is yours.

The day of the second and the time we always make the story knows no time where it is.

We are like a tree and its roots that cannot be separated.

But why does it feel like all that is fake, you just make me soar high in the air

In the end, you brought me down from heaven to earth, making thousands sick.

Because you're not playing up front but turning your back on me with him my best friend. His name is the sky.

At first I didn't know, until I found out what made you change and left me..

Turns out your heart has been hypnotized by the charm of the sky.

In the end, infidelity happens, because you don't see genuine love.

But looking at the treasure that a sky possessed.

Aaaaaaah son of a bitch turns out all women are the same, only infatuated by possessions and thrones.

It doesn't matter that I feel pain in this chest by a friend of mine.

But look someday you'll feel what I feel God is fair and I'm sure it is.

The one who makes the wound, will feel the wound.

The dead will be left behind and feel how much pain left behind when unfortunately.

His love.

The one who is going to be in duakan. Because I believe that..

Until in the end it all comes back to you with the torture of your treatment of me..

In the end I smiled and was happy together who deserved to have my heart.

Enjoy the taste that pierces your heart.

But I'm not that bad, I always pray for you that the pain won't make you.

Like garbage that no one deserves to love. Because the trash is just thrown in its place..

That's how the former must be thrown in place, hopefully the garbage is there to pick up and make the Queen to be worshipped again.

Because it is too dear if you are considered an angel sent by God to someone who sincerely loves you..

The one who stabbed will be stabbed.

Those who make wounds will be hurt.

That's how life is full of surprises.

Be wise as the power, the all-rounder.

Take the plus side😀

Remove the downside😁

Thanks to the friends who have stopped by every work of this budding dark white author.

May be useful😁