A Wound Wound A Wound
Eunoia

Sttt... good morning baby... slept well last night? Wake up, the work has piled up in front of the eyes. Don't forget to make breakfast. Sweet kiss for you.

May God bless your every step. In joy or sorrow, in weeping and laughter, in blessing or ordeal, in distress or pleasure. Be happy wherever you are. My prayers will guide your every step.

Don't regret all the decisions you've made. Be sure you can get through it. You have to believe. Because you have beautiful thoughts, good intentions and sincere in living the life that God has bestowed on you. Do not forget to always be grateful and sincere, so that I as your past there can be things to be proud of, your greatest achievements someday in the future to come.

Slowly break him. No hurry. Fear of results so you will be maximal if in a hurry. Patience yes.

Sometimes what we have planned results are not what we expect. Don't disappoint. Spirit again. Yuk, you can do it! put that in your mind.

From me the past that made you strong to this very moment.

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Yosi has not yet moved from his place of helpless sculpting. Still don't understand what just happened. Empty look. Her eyes look teary. His lips tightly clenched were unable to speak anymore. In his saving word for word that he had been strung together for his lover. Hope has no answers.

“Yos!” yelling the wrong voice of his friend, while patting Yosi's shoulder with his hand.

Ndomblongs. Same in wine as women.

Like a statue, Yosi did not respond to a slow clap from his friend.

“Plak!”

“Ran deh, called ga nengok, on the pat shoulder there is a reaction. Napa lo's? Breakup love?” Guess Jio, on target.

Yosi was caught off guard, he just realized from his daydream. Then answered with a listless slit her theme question.

“Yuk ah, in tunguin bini I nih, can mosquito him later if I come home late.” Jio walked ahead of Yosi. A second later he stopped and turned to look at Yosi. Like a thought.

Jio melas with Yosi's condition. He who usually drizzle, fragrant, intermittently wash, intermittently clean, intermittently tidying up anything around him that is symmetrical.

Even Jio said Yosi suffered from OCD, Obsessive compulsive disorder, a mental disorder that causes the sufferer to do something repeatedly.

“Wait.” Connect Jio's friend Yosi. “don't tell me that girl just now was Aksa? Aksara's? The girl who made you minted-******." Guess Jio, as his right hand massaged his forehead, his left hand removed the sunglasses. Original ni characters in the picture sok kece same author.

Again, Yosi nodded his head. Happiness mixed with disappointment in stirring into one, rich in stirring sand and cement to unite to strengthen a building.

Happy, because after so many years of never seeing the figure of the Aksara, is now present before him without a plan. Disappointed because of the wait without an answer that he had been waiting for the result was still the same. Left without an answer. Again.

“Lo don't ask what's that bro? Kok suddenly without news, disappeared just so, rich ketelen earth round-round, absolutely want the same context again lo. Jujura aja 'weird' for me.” Jio nyerocos, curious about Yosi's romance story which he finds interesting to learn.

“Ckck...” decak Jio. “yuk hunt go home first.” Take Jio, turn to Yosi and embrace her shoulder, taking her home with him. He tried to strengthen Yosi's feelings.

“Bby cry kok bro. You are patient, maybe he is not ready to make a story to lo.” Jio tried to calm Yosi down.

Smile disappointed Yosi who answered Jio's statement.

"Until when should I wait for the ward!" yosi said in his heart, his catch cart came off again.

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"Where? stuck enga?"

"Well, how about it, I'm up to my son."

"Eh anyway why do we get married?"

"Oh yeah, is it too busy with business? what's work?"

"I know too."

"Ah, there must be nothing, see that his mother is rich."

"Sttt....!"

"Good intentions are sometimes considered bad. Be patient."

"yes agree." said the others.

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Tons

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