“Foster?” berkata a sweet little voice.
“Yes Aria?”
“Can I ask anda something?”
“Yeah go ahead?”
“Do anda cinta me?” Her voice almost sounded weak and worn.
“I cinta anda to the Moon and back and to the star’s above!” He made pantai to smile when he berkata it to make her fell happy.
“Can I ask anda another thing Foster?” She grabbed his head as he sat selanjutnya to her bed.
“Shore.”
“Why do I look like this?” Her voice began to sound broken and teary. “Why am I so weak and pale and why do I have to be in a wheelchair?” Tears began to form in her eyes as she squeezed his hand.
Foster could still think of the first time he saw Aria. He was 13 years old and he heard crying come from down stairs and there she was sitting in a basket with a note. She was so pale and small like a baby doll. When she saw Foster she stopped crying and smiled. And that’s when he knew he would have to save her.
“Aria things happen for reasons and anda were made like this because even though your like this your strong an when people see anda they see anda as a beautiful happy little girl who gives them hope. Your there angle Aria, and I don’t want anda to think anything different then that okay?” He looked into her eyes which were milky and foggy, they were filled with tears.
Foster knew that Aria wasn’t like other girls her age, Aria had Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. When his mother was murdered and his father was in between wife's he meant this women named Eliza and she was Aria’s real mother. Eliza had a problem with drinking and when someone’s pregnant there not so diposting to drink but Eliza didn’t listen she was an Alcoholic. So Aria was born with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Fetal Alcohol Syndrome damages the brain and nervous in the body. It also in Aria’s case stopped her bones from growing right and making her disabled, she also has a poor memory at some points and she’s almost blind, but this worst thing is her behavior at some point’s because she can’t control it even at age seven.
“Really Foster?” Her voice began to lighten up.
“Really!” He smiles again but this time he means it.
“But, what about father? Why doesn’t he come see me anymore?” He tell that she really wanted to know why but Foster didn’t know how to answer the question.
“Aria I don’t know why?” His voice sounded like a old record because she always ask that same question.
“But why doesn’t he talk me atau see me atau ask if I’m okay?!” Her voice begin to sound worried.
“Aria I don’t know!” He yelled in anger. He look over and saw tears in her eyes begin to drip down. “Aria I’m sorry to yell at anda but I really don’t know, so can we just drop that now?” His voice sounded sweet and quite.
“Okay Foster, I cinta you.” She stopped and smile then Foster joined in. “I cinta anda to the Moon and back and the stars above, And nothing can keep us apart nothing at all. Together forever to death of last breathes I cinta you!” Foster leaded in and gave her a ciuman on the forehead and berkata quietly.
“Goodnight Aria.” He walk out of the room and shut off the lights and left her there to sleep and dream...
“Yes Aria?”
“Can I ask anda something?”
“Yeah go ahead?”
“Do anda cinta me?” Her voice almost sounded weak and worn.
“I cinta anda to the Moon and back and to the star’s above!” He made pantai to smile when he berkata it to make her fell happy.
“Can I ask anda another thing Foster?” She grabbed his head as he sat selanjutnya to her bed.
“Shore.”
“Why do I look like this?” Her voice began to sound broken and teary. “Why am I so weak and pale and why do I have to be in a wheelchair?” Tears began to form in her eyes as she squeezed his hand.
Foster could still think of the first time he saw Aria. He was 13 years old and he heard crying come from down stairs and there she was sitting in a basket with a note. She was so pale and small like a baby doll. When she saw Foster she stopped crying and smiled. And that’s when he knew he would have to save her.
“Aria things happen for reasons and anda were made like this because even though your like this your strong an when people see anda they see anda as a beautiful happy little girl who gives them hope. Your there angle Aria, and I don’t want anda to think anything different then that okay?” He looked into her eyes which were milky and foggy, they were filled with tears.
Foster knew that Aria wasn’t like other girls her age, Aria had Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. When his mother was murdered and his father was in between wife's he meant this women named Eliza and she was Aria’s real mother. Eliza had a problem with drinking and when someone’s pregnant there not so diposting to drink but Eliza didn’t listen she was an Alcoholic. So Aria was born with Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Fetal Alcohol Syndrome damages the brain and nervous in the body. It also in Aria’s case stopped her bones from growing right and making her disabled, she also has a poor memory at some points and she’s almost blind, but this worst thing is her behavior at some point’s because she can’t control it even at age seven.
“Really Foster?” Her voice began to lighten up.
“Really!” He smiles again but this time he means it.
“But, what about father? Why doesn’t he come see me anymore?” He tell that she really wanted to know why but Foster didn’t know how to answer the question.
“Aria I don’t know why?” His voice sounded like a old record because she always ask that same question.
“But why doesn’t he talk me atau see me atau ask if I’m okay?!” Her voice begin to sound worried.
“Aria I don’t know!” He yelled in anger. He look over and saw tears in her eyes begin to drip down. “Aria I’m sorry to yell at anda but I really don’t know, so can we just drop that now?” His voice sounded sweet and quite.
“Okay Foster, I cinta you.” She stopped and smile then Foster joined in. “I cinta anda to the Moon and back and the stars above, And nothing can keep us apart nothing at all. Together forever to death of last breathes I cinta you!” Foster leaded in and gave her a ciuman on the forehead and berkata quietly.
“Goodnight Aria.” He walk out of the room and shut off the lights and left her there to sleep and dream...
Within the furthest reaches of the jantung lies those desires whose name one dares no speak. So seductive, so intoxicating, so indulgent, our most private passions burn at the molten core of our being, luring us to the very highest of ecstasy to the depths of despair. Through the ages, the words impassioned pasangan have transformed a virginal sheet of paper into a sanctuary for a restless heart. Each of the pages in this journal awaits the expression of your own desires- Unedited, Undiluted, Uninhibited.... Abandon yourself....
~IF anda DARE~
~IF anda DARE~
Shadowing Eternity...
A special place for anda and me,
An undying bond to guide us free.
Loneliness blocking the day,
Our cinta lighting the way..
Your gentle touch,
Your smiling face.
There is no corner,
No dark place..
Our passion flowing in the waves,
My jantung stands still.
Awaiting your pace..
Your cinta is my destiny,
your jantung is like the soul of God..
Our love, withstanding time,
Diminishing doubt, in our mind.
There is no place I rather be…
Than in your jantung and in your dreams...
-Beyal
A special place for anda and me,
An undying bond to guide us free.
Loneliness blocking the day,
Our cinta lighting the way..
Your gentle touch,
Your smiling face.
There is no corner,
No dark place..
Our passion flowing in the waves,
My jantung stands still.
Awaiting your pace..
Your cinta is my destiny,
your jantung is like the soul of God..
Our love, withstanding time,
Diminishing doubt, in our mind.
There is no place I rather be…
Than in your jantung and in your dreams...
-Beyal
Wrath
I am one of the deadly sins,
For I am the one that makes anda feel angry,
And may lead anda to do wrongful things.
I blind you,
And mask the truth from you;
I hide your actions,
And make them unaware to anda until
anda realise what just happened.
I am a curse,
For I blind anda from the truth,
And make anda unwilling to accept that truth,
Because I am anger,
Which makes your rage come true,
Which brings about your wrath,
Which is my true name,
And with it comes a grudge.
I am a curse,
And anda do not want me,
But honestly,
It is fun for me to see
anda hurting other people,
Even though anda don't intentionally do it,
atau even if anda are blinded oleh the truth.
For I am Wrath,
And I take amusement from your anger,
And the pain anda inflict on others,
And I am from the fiery pits of hell.
Beware of your human instincts,
For I am one of them,
And I may tampil up in your fiery head.
I am one of the deadly sins,
For I am the one that makes anda feel angry,
And may lead anda to do wrongful things.
I blind you,
And mask the truth from you;
I hide your actions,
And make them unaware to anda until
anda realise what just happened.
I am a curse,
For I blind anda from the truth,
And make anda unwilling to accept that truth,
Because I am anger,
Which makes your rage come true,
Which brings about your wrath,
Which is my true name,
And with it comes a grudge.
I am a curse,
And anda do not want me,
But honestly,
It is fun for me to see
anda hurting other people,
Even though anda don't intentionally do it,
atau even if anda are blinded oleh the truth.
For I am Wrath,
And I take amusement from your anger,
And the pain anda inflict on others,
And I am from the fiery pits of hell.
Beware of your human instincts,
For I am one of them,
And I may tampil up in your fiery head.