A Wound Wound A Wound

A Wound Wound A Wound
Galgal Simalakama


The sneer still lingered in my mind. Although I've known for years. I don't know what tempest made me decide to shut up and not act.


Even if courage were gathered into one, it might be possible to fight against it.


If I don't remember wrongly, it was the hardest thing in my life, where I was completely shaken by the sharp blow. To rise again even rasah shaken. Difficult. Enga.


Until I decided to make a towering fortress. Not allowing anyone to visit to meet my heart. Not my friends, friends, girlfriends, especially my family. They don't need to know. Do not let this interfere with them.


I don't know when I can hold on.


Every time I get a chance, I want to stab myself in the pulse so that there's no more beating.


When the opportunity arises, the angel is always kind to me, he always comes to me. Reminds me how life is. Enga dalamanga. There is a steep road first, just uphill, turn, straight not to mention if gronjal-gronjal road. Same as life.


I can either hold on or give up.


I can actually survive. And it made me even more distrustful of my life.


Hello old times, how are you? I healthy? Hahaha, look I'm still breathing with the same nose.


From me to your future, who wants to know your news today. I hope I can conquer you.


***


Ms. Dinda fell silent, pensive with the words of the mama-mamak just now. But his pride is much greater.


"Basic lenga know yourself. If poor is poor. Make it so bad!" the eyes of Dinda's mother turned around, her heart irritated by the words of the women earlier. His hand was crushed with his other hand. I hope his mood calms down soon.


"Heh maid!" Dinda cried as her eyes met Gea, an immature innocent girl. He's faster than his age.


Gea who felt called to her heart immediately rushed to Dinda's mother. Yes, because he is a maid there, so you blame the employer for calling the maid. Yes, you are polite. His name is arrogant, arrogant. So please understand.


"Yes mom? what's up?" gea replied, after being in front of Dinda's mom. His head lowered, making his hair dangle.


"Garden clean up don't forget!" ms. Dinda reminded. "And that!" point at Dinda's mom, this time she points with her eyes.


"What mom?" The Gea sign with innocence.


"Please if it could be your hair that is ruffled rich loosely in bald only! I have sore eyes seeing it! make enga ***** eat." she asked heartlessly.


"Yes ma'am."


"Udah there! Work!"


Then Gea took some equipment that will be used to tidy up the front garden of the house that can be made a football field.


Before doing his job, Gea stretches to relax again. While counting, adjusting the breath and writing his amarh in the memory of the head.


"Patience, patience.have to be patient.just let the Lord who bales more painful." Gea Prayer.


The response began to actively uproot the grass quickly. Gathering garbage, sweeping and making one all the dirt he just cleaned.


After sorting through the garbage, Gea singled out between organic and non-organic waste. Though the same, later will also be made one more. Yes, our country, yes.


Gea took a deep breath. Surviving many years in Dinda's bu family makes her a strong and independent woman. For five years he survived the heat and the rain, the cold of the night. From the loudness of thunder that boomed.


While others, at most only last one month, at most six months of contract completion.


Salary, don't ask. Gea tried to save money on a makeshift salary. Not to mention if it is humbled in front of friends or family, Miss Dinda. Malunya until grandchildren if you are extra careful.


Mental Gea as if it had been forged until it was completely like periation. Unable to the opponent. Sometimes Bu Dinda himself is tired of the Gea practice process.


"Nia's love is her son. If his girlfriend enga as level will definitely be caci maki, ckck..."


***


Jio looked at Yosi with his heart eyes. His heart was pounding, as if it was ready to come out of his body. (Ck, what does this author mean).


"Yos, come home." Bring Jio.


Yosi was lying in his chair. His eyes narrowed around. Frosted. He drinks too much.


"Yos..."


"...."


"Ahk, this is the child..." Jio is upset with Yosi's condition.


TAAL


yok don't forget the reward. it's delicious, there read the hen, here permeates the brain to not drop a single drop. I can only give a dot (.)


ah have a chat with me.. 🤣 i love you ****muach 😘