first day without him as a boyf. gettin' hard. when i gotta go back after class, i should take a microlet for getting home. when i've got, a few times ago there're people were hitting the microlet so loud. im shock! the microlet was gettin' blocked by some fuckin' protesters. so i was drop and didn't know what i have to do for gettin' home. im fear!. finally, i think there's no other choice except calling him for pick me. so, i called him and he said he can't because the heavy rain. and not usually he also asked me for ask my friends to pick me. whereas i know, he never want me being picked by other boy. but now he asked me. he started to change. with a slightly dissappointed i said its okay then called yaser (my friend). without saying anything yaser was picked me directly. he was gettin wet of rain after picked me. im feelling soo guilty. on his motorbike he was shivering, and his shiver remembered me to him, my new ex :( (its still feelling like a dream to called him 'ex') . i never thought and want this relationship was break up. never thought.
yaser was brought me into campus, i choosed mushollah for my restplace for drying my clothes. im still hope can meet him today. arrived at mushollah i called him, i asked him to pick me again. then finally he came. we're met. i couldn't see his eyes, i just sit down on his motorbike directly. on the way i was crying. i was feelling like reallyrealy cant to assumed him as a friend or ex. i cant