Left Alone
Raising her hands she berkata “Just shut the hell up! I have listened enough to your bullshit! Why can’t anda just listen to your parents once?” her voice was so loud that even neighbours could listen it, it wasn’t a new thing for Musa, she was used to it. “I am not a kid anymore mom, why don’t anda get it? I cinta musik and I can’t leave it and what’s the problem in it? I am doing and always did whatever hell anda asked me, actually anda never asked, anda ordered me to do.” With big shocked eyes her mom was staring her, she was about to say something when Musa cut her and continued “You will never know the value of me, I wish anda could just understand me and accept me the way I am” she was weeping and her eyes were red, she was sad but was mad at her life on the same time.
“Oh! Just stop the drama now and go to your room, I am not gonna trap oleh seeing your crocodiles tears. anda have become such an spoilt child and all thanks to anda (she pointed towards Musa’s father). This man made anda such an jerk (his father didn’t berkata a word cause he knew if he would then situation could be worse, so he kept quiet and saw whatever was happening)” she wasn’t getting atau say she don’t wanted to understand atau listen to her.
Musa went to her room, she opened her diary which she named “Flutter”, it was of green color with white floral desain on it.
January 1, 2011
Dear Flutter,
I wasn’t in mood to write down in anda that’s why I left anda alone (actually myself) for a few days and I am really sorry for that. Maybe it’s stupid of me that sometimes I forget that I got no one with whom I can share my feelings with, it’s anda who’s always there for me and always listen to me. As Anne Frank berkata “Papers are lebih patient than People” and I find it 1OO% true it should be considered a fact I guess.
Today I don’t wanna write anything about her, it’s a waste of time because she is not going to change and always thinking of what she do to me makes me lebih and lebih upset. I am simply gonna tell anda about my school (which is not less than hell to me) and I feel nothing not even a single thing is good in my life except of you,music and my internet friends (their words seems lebih sensitive towards me than my real friends who actually don’t deserve to be called my friends)
As usual I went to school, and as usual no one came to talk to me until we enter our class after prayer. And as usual the person who came to talk to me wasn’t actually talking she wanted my help so that she could complete her homework before the last hari of submission.
I feel lebih of a worker than a student, nobody comes to talk to me until they need me, and I refuse to them these days, I am no longer a sweet helper now and they got a shock from that. They’ll need to find someone else now I guess. A girl came to me for the same purpose and I refused her too, “What the hell do anda think of yourself? Why on earth anda aren’t helping me” she yield as if I was her personal slave for her whole student life. “Excuse me anda dwarfy (She was kinda small and my anger was on awan 9, so I berkata meanly) what the hell anda think of me? I am not your assistant and if anda don’t want me to kick your pantat, keledai than back off! (She was speechless after the way I replied her back). “How...h-....you weren’t like this, anda are not Musa!” she screamed and left”
I really was changed and who wouldn’t after getting what she never expected in her worst nightmare. I somehow made a friend who always had some conditions with her, sometimes I felt like I am working with a shampoo company girl who always says “conditions apply)” but I had no choice I needed someone so that I won’t feel ‘alone’ but the fact was even though she was with me yet I felt isolated and sad, I am focusing on my studies only cause I don’t have anything else, mom wants me to act like a pure girl, what she exactly wants from me is to learn cooking, behave like a girl. But anda know me flutter right? I can’t giggle all the time, neither cooking has anything to do in my life, I hate it honestly, but she’s right (I gotta accept it) on this cause I should learn that, I had a little but I hate it I can’t do anything in that.
I had crush on a guy since last 3 years but I didn’t dared to tell and I think I did good, I liked him because he was sweet and helpful to everyone, the main reason was he was honest, he’s changed now, I know at this age everyone change it’ s puberty dude, we can’t do anything. But I don’t like this new Riven, he’s rather mean and selfish. He don’t care even if his words hurt anyone, he’s not the same kind hearted guy I used to know. But it’s the detik reason why I am not feeling guilty that I didn’t proposed him the main reason is that he proposed a girl from the selanjutnya section, she is not that pretty, she’s okay (I am not saying this because I am jealous okay?) She’s less pretty than me, though no one will ever accept this fact as they haven’t seen the “pretty me “which comes only on especially occasions, they have seen “tomboy Musa” and I don’t tampil anyone “the pretty me” side till they are really important to me.
The craziest and thing why I feel pity on Riven is he choose a girl who didn’t got “brains” and I mean it, she don’t even know who’s president of our country. Isn’t that a shame?
My Life sucks without internet, anda and music, honestly it does. I didn’t visited my fandom today due to my busy schedule but I will tomorrow and I will tell anda about it tomorrow.
Till then take care.
With loads of love
Musa