My Heart Track is Yours

My Heart Track is Yours

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[Updated Every Thursday] "Bagaimanapun juga, gue yang selalu ada buat lo," ucapnya dengan mata berkaca-kaca, "bukan dia." Lidah Zanet kelu, ia menahan isak tangisnya, "Lo dan gue udah berakhir sejak tahun lalu, Yoga. Gue mau bahagia dengan pilihan gue sekarang." Yoga tertunduk, ia menyesali perbuatannya pada Zanet tahun lalu yang membuat hubungan mereka kandas. Zanet masih peduli dengannya, namun tidak lagi mencintainya seperti dulu. Hubungan keduanya masih berjalan baik selayaknya teman, namun Zanet tidak bisa menolerir kesalahannya saat Yoga mencampakkannya dahulu, disaat Zanet butuh seseorang yang selalu ada di sisinya. Yoga gagal memainkan peran itu, dan Zanet bertemu orang baru untuk mengisi kekosongan hatinya. Zanet tidak ingin membuat Yoga sakit hati lebih dalam lagi, ia memutuskan untuk pergi dari hadapannya. "Gue pamit. Thank you for all your kindness."
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A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019

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