By the end of the 2nd year she told her family who were okay with that because of religious reasons.. but the problem was with me, I told my 3 sisters n one of em agreed while the other 2 refused it.. really their opinions doesn't matter much.. but they tell my mom who totally refused it because Indonesia is a poor country.. actually I can't ignore my mom who spend about 23 years of her life caring about me.. so after a month of asking n saying too much (please) I decided to break up with Fatimah.. yeah that was cruel of me.. so I told Fatimah my love to u was pure n I can't love anyone like so I just wanna live single until I die.. I get in depression again but this time it was worse.. I just involved in my room n never get out of it but for going to bathroom.. my mom couldn't accept seeing me in such situation so she herself fix it again.. that was after 4 months of depression.. Fatima was also depressed n she didn't accept many people come for purposing her just for my love…
After that time I just wanna tell readers that they never have to lose hope...
Actually I don.t remember much things happened in that year but it was the year of my graduation from Arabic language university.. I had developed my English n take much courses to become an Arabic teacher for non Arabic speakers… but before that I had joined the army for one hard year which I will talk about in the next chapter with a deep expression….
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