life in love

parting moment has arrived ....
sometimes life does not have to choose between which we choose .

In this lonely night , I find it hard to close my eyes , because I had to go back into my cage , so where do I go.

during the day so many of my friends who came to see me , my friends , and I will leave the my friends , I was very sad that day , but .. when I think of them is very do not want my presence . I kept trying to hide as much as possible and I'm feeling abolishing it .

I was the first time I knew him, he was my best friend , I consider him as my family and I left home because my best friend , I'm always trying to keep this friendship , until finally I went back to my house , with so many insults from my family , because I chose my best friend , and it turns out my friend left me behind .

I did not think that he actually wants to destroy my family , I also do not believe , is when I'm with her I often feel pain in her heart and often confused , and I always believe , when I met the first time I was in college at the time , and I often met him in moles , and other major stores , I often come to it because at that time I have a friend who works at the venue and I also conduct research expired food , so the task of campus practices , not shopping or no rah - rah , but he thinks I'm shopping spree and my heart 's content . and I was being her usual time , because I do not think there is an incredible , until I graduated from college and with him back , because he was there in the first boarding . I also live with him .

after I stayed with them and I have passed in my lectures , I often spend my time with my own world , and one day they need my help , and I'd be happy to help , and because I feel like every day of their distress and need my help , I went to the market to meet their needs as much as me , because they already I consider to be my family , although sometimes crossed worries and fears , and when I was invited to go to the market , he makes me confused , words and behavior behavior that makes me fall , I do not understand what you have in mind .

5 months later
I was the one roof with him , and I felt the attitude that she gave to me more strange in him , and one close friend she was telling the truth , if he does not want to see me happy and it will make my life more miserable , I'm getting confused , feeling my life is mediocre , and I feel he is much better than me , but I do not listen to it because if I listen to it , it will only ruin my friendship .

night arrived ..
I am a close friend of my arrival , he took me to go that evening to take my money to his brother , because I promised a few days ago when I had to return the money her brother , yes a little amount of money that is not according to me , I went away and left the key my room on her best friend , and I went with my best friend . Arriving there I forgot and never brought me money , and in the morning when I take my money back turns out my money is not there , I was very anxious because the money does not belong to me , and I'm trying to be seoalah no nothing. and I have to find a replacement for the money where ? whether I should be a laundress and others ? I was patient with my situation , they all do not know , and I became a washerwoman labor , and no one knows , let alone my parents to two faraway . I'm looking for a replacement for it , until finally I was getting the amount of money that I expected .

1 month later
I also left my boarding house , and I went back to my hometown , and until I hear back if he was seriously ill and when he went he was robbed and hit his right hand a knife and injured . I was menjengkunnya , and he was telling the truth . but me and him were friends and remain friends .

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