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Monday

WEEKENDS

Tired . Weeks of grueling . There is no room for me to rest . Traveling all by myself. Many places I go. Many people I have met . Some person I know and there are new person I meet. I don't how her day and I know she will not respond me even I text her. Hopefully she will had a happy weekends. And I also hope that she do always remembered me in her day.

I started the weekend on Friday night . Still work after 8 pm. There some work had to be done. I did not expect will talking on phone that night. Me and her were talking on the phone till late. Almost 4 hours. We always used to talked like this before. Many things that are discussed. So much memories of me and her. I hope we can talk again as before more frequently, although this is just empty talk. I miss those moments.

Saturday I started driving. I'm looking for someone who I really need to see. Who can give me a little hope for survival. Alhamdulillah I found the place I was looking for. He is willing to help. I hope everything can be back as before . I have no grudge against anyone. I'm not hostile to anyone and I forgive him. Thanks for be my friend before.

That same noon to midnight looking for a place that we always went before. Find some memories, so that I will never forget. Although not all, but enough for me to recall the memories with her. I hope one day I and her will come again all this places together.

That very night I went to the this place near the hall that we use to discuss for our wedding day. There an event that I have not been gone for long time. Many people who love Allah and his prophet is here. But I interested when talking to an uncle who I think has a lot of life experience. This uncle willing to have a drink with me. I almost late night chat with him. Many of the stories that are shared. I hope to see him again someday.

Sunday I went back home. On the way back I stop to some of the places I went before. Went to see our home. Our dream home. Our lovely home for me and her. And I found a bottle of water which I always drink when I was a kid and I got a bottle is still there.

Night I went out again. Meet with the person who wants to give me a gift. It's a long time not get present from a friend. It's transformation for me who had not changed since he know me, he's said. He knows me. I'm for what I'm. He asked again why I'm came alone. Where my bride... Ermm... still the same , I have no answer to give.

But most of the time I will always remember her. She's still in my heart and will remain there until the end of my life . Now almost every time I felt sleep I will dream about her. I 'd be waiting for her love.

All of the best love stories have one thing in common. Me and her have to go against all odds to get there.

Truthfully, I could talk about her all day long and all night and I'd still have a million more thing to say. But too many words become meaningless, so I'll just leave it at she the most wonderful person I've ever met, and I can't imagine not having her in my life.

I LOVE HER.
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