The Blocked Love of Amnesia
Prologues

I tiptoed into the bathroom area after the nausea that I had experienced for several weeks returned to attack. Yeah, even though nothing comes out of this mouth. Only clear liquid or so-called saliva.

Last night I checked myself into my doctor. And the doctor said, I'm pregnant.

At that instant, my bones felt all crumpled. I cried sobbing. Why get pregnant? I was not married.

I'm just a poor woman who is wandering into the city, complaining about the fate of the capital. But, ... why? Why is this happening to me?

This is my story, will you read it? Hopefully when you read it, you don't run out of tissue.

This is also my story with the two men I love. Renaldi and Andrea. I was worried about choosing one of them.

* * *

I remember that incident. The incident where I knew Renaldi. Soft and friendly man. I loved it right from the first time I met. That sweet look can make me melt.

And this is what happened ....

BUGS!

I hit someone. Ouch, I'm just causing trouble. I helped the man I hit clean up his fallen files.

"Sorry," I'm ashamed.

He stands. I'm standing up.

"No papa," he said gently with a smile.

"Iw, ...." I nodded as he looked at me.

"You're a new employee?" tanyakanya. Maybe he doesn't know yet, if I'm his secretary, Mr. Dirut strange.

"L-yes," I said.

"Did you know, my name is Renaldi" he answered and extended his right hand.

"Risa," I replied still stiffly. With a clumsy smile.

Until now, the event is still in the mind.

* * *

And this was the case when I knew Andrea, the Young Chief of My Superiors. At first I was sick and annoyed with his haughty and arrogant behavior. However, .. she was able to make me flower. Oh noooo!!!

And this is what happened ....

I knocked on the door of Mr. Andrea's room. My heart's nervous. This is the first time I will work as a secretary of attack, the main director of a well-known company in Jakarta. Ow! I'm pretty proud.

"Come in" said a heavy voice from inside the room.

I took a breath. Trying calm. Then open the door.

"Good day, sir, I'm Ri-,"

I haven't been able to continue my orientation, the Director stopped him with a hand signal so that I would be quiet.

"Risa Aliandri, the best graduate of the university in Bandung, is 20 years old and applying to be my secretary, right?" tanyanya haughty.

I nodded nervously. Why would he know? Is it possible that he read my CV first? Ah, I don't know!

"Please sit down" he said, letting me sit down.

I sit. He does too. Sitting in front of me that was only blocked by a large table containing his files.

"Have you ever had experience in a secretary's department?" tanyanya cold.

He rubbed his chin. "So, .. is this your first time working?" ask again.

I'm nodding. "Yes" I replied, still nervous. Uuh, why is he looking at me like that?

"You stammer?" ask the young man.

I gasped for a moment, then raised my face, turned towards him. "No, Sir. I didn't stutter" I replied.

Those are the memories with him. Which I cannot forget.

* * *

I love both of them.

I don't know, it's up to you to blame me for being a greedy woman for loving two men at once. But, ... How else? Love I can't throw away as fast as I can. Because it takes time.

And I don't know how long it took me to lose my love for one of them. Either that takes away my love for Andrea or Renaldi.

Oh my God, help me.

I don't want to lose any of them ...

You want to know my story?

* * *

But, .. I can't have both. Because there is one thing. A word where it is a will and I must carry it out. At first I was reluctant and sad to accept all that, but gradually, his attitude made me fall in love.

But after I loved her, the household hit. I can't remember it .. and my relationship with distance.

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Meetup session+curhat author (can skip if you do not want to read) because the content can be spelled out dimeh and lebay. Hehe, please just read the next chapter if you do not want to read my vent session, but if you want to read please. Maksa hehe.

Okay, it's a vent session plus acquaintances, hehe:

Hiii, I'm Tomi Omay. Sorry if the story is strange. Haha. Don't forget to love the same. Save as your Favorites. Because guaranteed! You guys will baper the same story Risa.

Oh yes, I want to tell you first here as well as further introduction to me. I am an amateur and ambitious online writer. I also published my work on *******. And one of them is already almost 500 K. That's a lot of pride for me.

I also worked in the real world. If you want to know more from me, check ig: @tomi_omay.

Okay so, don't forget to love every chapter yes. Appreciate the author by giving like votes and positive comments as much as possible. Because believe me, with that the author feels happy and his work feels appreciated by others.

Thank you, I hope you like this story. Let us begin to enter the world of Risa which is beset by a very painful conflict. I just wrote it until it was crying. It was originally the content continues, but in the next chapters, this novel turned into the saddest and saddest novel. Where we have to let go and let someone go. The struggle to get love. Argh sadh's.

Especially in the chapter where Renaldi did something, aaaaah very sad. She is too in love with Risa.

Oops, even vent. Okay, sorry sorry. Happy reading, I hope you like it. Don't comment negatively, because I was a kid hehe. Thanks to criticism can be, as long as the criticism is positive, not the criticism that drops. Moreover, the criticism of sarcasm, it clearly makes me (in particular) or the author (generally) feel sick.

Sip, I can't stop talking. Okay, let's just end it, because if it's ventured like this I can't end it. So cool. My name is inconsistent, sometimes calling myself "me" or "me" and my own name: "Tomi". Okay ignore it, it doesn't matter.

Happy reading, prepare your heart and tissue, prepare snacks and drinks. Prepare pillows and blankets. Happy baper, my readers.

Greetings from me to all of you, hopefully at home with the story. Okay sip thank you bye. Do not forget to stay in the trail of positive comments yes. Thank you so much. No more confiding, no, there will be no end. Auto blur.

Happy reading, don't forget the love. Aungse ....

Tuesday, 04 June 2019

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