Winter Will Burn Your Heart Chapter 1

Saturday, June 12, 2010 at 10:23 AM
last night was soo hectic. My brother come back from somewhere but nowhere the hell he drunk. He just wandering left to right into his room before the lamp switch off. My father went mad at his attitude and behaviour that did not reflect my family name. He just shout at him back but the swing from the beast of my father hand send him to the corner. My mun who was crying cannot do anything but only see the tragedy infront of her. I dont know what is happening to him.

I try to close my eyes but then I realised, what just happened right infront of me is a permanent memory. I try to forget it but then my vision blackened. My body feel so weak and flying across the dark horizon. I try to wave my hand as to touch anything to hold on but then in a flash, im in an empty room. At the middle of it, 2 chairs and 1 table stood still. There are door at the end of the room infront of me and its swing open.

"are you february?" a soft voice come out from the empty space of the open door. I stand up and watch directly to the door in fear.

"where am i?" i said while my tear start to roll due to the atmosphere of the room.

"are you february?" that soft voice is asking again. I cant reply to the question in haste because of my state that more than afraid. "dont be afraid my dear," the soft voice said it again while the door are now fully open. There at the door, a girl stand with her white gown. But the girl, i know her!

"i have seen you, somewhere," i said. She smiles. "who are you?"

"who are you?" she reply.

"yes, who are you!" i scream to her. "and where the hell are we!"

"im your brother fiancee, april. Then are you february?" she said slowly while she walk to the chair.

"yes i am," i said softly. "but..."

"your brother always talk to me about you," she said as she sit on the chair. "he always said that you are the most adorable sister his ever have. Care to have a seat?"

"impossible," i said.

"impossible?" she question.

"you have passed away a week ago!" i said. The girl infront of me smile at me again. "are you a restless ghost?"

"maybe something like that," she said while she have a small laugh at the end of sentences. "here, have a seat." i follow what she said and sit on the chair. The table stood between us.

"do you believe to God?" she ask me.

"yeah, the whole of my heart is for God." i reply honestly.

"can you believe me like you believe the God?" she ask me while staring to my eyes.

"urm, urm, maybe," i reply softly.

"its more than enough," she said while she fix her hair with her hand. "i have something to tell you."

"erm?" i said.

"winter will burn one heart," she said.

"what is that? Quote?" i question. "beside, winter cant burn."

"yes it will," said her. "now go, its already morning," she said while my vision flash in white and in second, i saw a fan is rotating at the ceiling. Im in my room.

"april?" i said softly.

"your brother still cannot accept it," said my mum. My mum is opening the window of my room. "the tragic accident that have taken the live of April have thorn your brother heart."

"mum, what day today is?" i said while i rub my eyes.

"its Sunday," she smiles.

"can I sleep back?"

"no you can't, all of us today will like to visit April."

You only need miracle in your despair...

Sunday, February 7, 2010 at 8:39 AM
living in desire, for nothing... a persona without a soul, now conjoured bypart manifested minded apart...

Summer?

Monday, December 21, 2009 at 8:21 AM
Several days later, there will be Christmas coming and its a holy day during the winter. Well, what do you think about Christmas? I'm not into it although it was held annually during winter. I only love winter.

There has been lots of transformation inside and outside of me. Maybe I'm just like a guy that have been left by girlfriend. Thinking of girlfriend, what do you think of someone who are immature but holy cute to be your girlfriend. And shes to friendly with the others til your heart fall into the darkness of jealously?

Play the wholly 'EMO' songs everyday. Maybe it should burst my phone out!

Last night, I have a very bad dream. A very bad one. And I don't like it. Very don't like it, although its my dream to see her again. The dream is related to my misery which I nearly forgotten 6 years ago. At that time, I'm just a college guy who have heart like a 'jackass' things or 'what the shit you talking about dumbass...' So, where should I start?

I think she is watching me? From above?

The dream start to where I stand 6 years ago. I was standing beside her bed, praying that she just open her eyes. Her body is already that thin due to what she suffer for nearly half a year. Then, her heartbeat stop and everyone burst their tear. I was stall for what is happening that I shout to everyone that she still alive. My aunt come and convey me that she has join the others who has left us forever. But thats still not making me to believe it.

For the weeks, I cry a lot. I was reflashing back all the promises that I made. Protecting her, making her happy, stand beside her when she cry... now its already left as a word. It cannot be fulfilled. Am I have fail?

The color of my heart. Err... the above one...

So, I wake up and breathlessly... What is happening actually. My head feel very heavy and torturing that I lie back and close my eyes. The vision is dark but at the far away from it, there is light and someone standing there. I walk slowly to that figure but then increase my pace when I realise it was her. With her white attire, she paint a smile on her face.

Me: Its been a long time since I see you. Hows your life there?

She: Good, hows everyone?

Me: Well, a bit good actually...

She: Want to go somewhere else?

Me: Yeah... I have lots of things to talk to you...

She offered her hand. I grab it and we walk blindly. Its a dream come true!

Drunk or what?

Suddenly, she released her hand and vanish. Ive just stood there and realised that the darkness that folding my vision fade and turn into my room. My hand is trembling and my tear start to roll again. Its been 6 years I never cry this badly... Tsk... What a shame...

I should never said to her I have kid... PART 1

Wednesday, December 9, 2009 at 12:33 PM
7.00 PM

"Good job to all of you today!" say our manager to us. "The representative from the company that will buy our product satisfy with our new design and quality and will come tomorrow to sign an agreement for cooperation."

"Then, where should we celebrate it?" I said to the rest of them.

"I've heard that there was a newly open cafe beside the street in the North," one of them reply. "They too got beautiful lady to serve us and fill our glasses for the whole night!"

"Good for you!" one of the female employee shot her voice.

"Okay, okay! Guys, calm down. Lets just hit the cafe and enjoy, okay?" said the manager, trying to low the heat down. "Its all by me, how is it?"

"Then, lets go!" everybody said. Then suddenly, my phone ring in the middle of the 'party'. I flip my phone and check the screen.

"Unknown number?" I said to myself.

"Are you going or not?" the manager ask me.

"Just wait for me downstair, I have to answer this phone call."

"Be quick!"

"Yes sir!" I exclaim to him. I push the green button and put it beside my face. "Hello and good afternoon."

"Are you Helel?" said the caller. Her voice is soft. I can also hear someone who is like fighting word at the back. I also can hear my name is being shout for couples of times.

"Yeah, can I help you?" I question her.

"My name is XXXXXXXX..." she said before she fall to her silence.

"Owh you, long time no see. Whats brings you to call me?" I try to be polite.

"Err..." She takes her deep breath. "I want to tell you something important."

"Important?"

"Yeah, its related to you..."

"Then you want me to meet you?"

"Hmm... okay..."

"Place?"

"Your home."

"Err... can we meet at somewhere more appropriate... or more convenience..." I try to find reason because last night, my friend went have a night in my house just to try to finish the project. And not only the project mess up or head, its also mess my house and I don't have time to tidy it up.

"Then, meet me at the usual place."

"Ok, now?"

"Yeah... I'll wait..."

"Ok..." she hung up the call. Putting my phone back to my pant, I walk downstair after locking the door.

"Hey, why so late?" said the manager when he see me. "Everyone already at the cafe."

"Sorry boss, I can't join you, I have to go to somewhere else," I reply while I put my coat and bag into the rear passenger seat of my car. "Sorry for turning down your offer. Maybe next time."

"What next time! I'm planning to go with you. Now, where the hell I gonna get taxi. Its already late."

"I'll take you there," I offer him a ride. "I'm passing by the cafe."

"Well then, lets go!"

8.30 PM

"Sorry I'm late..." I said to her. "There was an accident on..."

"Its ok Helel," she said.

"Owh..." I reply. At her side is a kid with a long hair like the Dora Explorer cartoon but the hair color is maroon. "Your kid?"

"Yeah..." she reply and she put her hand on the kid head.

"Woah, you dye her hair? Its not good for her hair as she too young to get that..."

"No, its natural."

"Natural? For the first time of my life I've seen a person with a maroon natural hair!"

"First time?" she question. "Your hair is maroon right?"

"Yeah..." I reply. "Its natural color. Hey, she got my eyes color too! Brownish! But her skin is whiter than me! Its white like you. If she got skin like me, I will happy to see it."

"Happy?" she question.

"Yeah, I can see how my future son are," I laugh. "Now, I can only imagine..."

"Thats not imagination,"

"Not imagination?"

"Yeah, its reality."

"I don't understand."

"Thats the purpose of us to meet."

"Your telling me this kid..."

"Yes, its your daughter..."

"WHAT!"

...to be continue.

I'm just a replacement...

Sunday, November 29, 2009 at 8:46 AM
This story can be lame or true...

Once upon a time, there was a guy who is hated by all of the people around him. But he only ignore all the damn things that make him that way because he prefer to just in his world. However, one of his old friend who see him like that offer him to live with him.

His friend is well known by the people for so good-well behave and a bit romantic if dealing with the girl. So from that day, the people not only shed their hateness away from the guy, but also proud of him.

His friend at first have a friend which is a girl. This girl love him. However due to his friend already have a girlfriend, what she can do is only to be a very good friend. And moreover, his friend's girlfriend is far away from him and its hard for them to meet.

His friend then being introduced with the girl's friend, build hateness on the girl's friends due to their bad attitude. So from that day, he stop talking to the girl.

With that fate surround her, she feel empty. So, she just build a friend relationship with the guy. The guy fall in love with the girl but afraid to admit it infront of the girl, because he is too ugly and believe he just nothing and useless.

One day, the girl get angry that the guy borrow her things and misuse it. She curse the guy infront of the people, which makes the guy feel ashamed. Finding that forgiveness is one of the hardest things to be seek from the girl, the guy just left and swear, will not talk to the girl, fear that it will further making their relationship in blacker fate.

Misunderstood with the action of the guy, the girl meet with his friend and tell the guy got mad with her. and when night comes, the friend tell what happen. This makes the guy piss off and in his heart, only sadness and anger.

The guy cannot sleep that night. He just fill his thought with all the things happen to him. By the morning, he just found out that he just a replacement.

p.s.: just be yourself guys...

I'm sure the rain paint my face sad...

Monday, November 16, 2009 at 6:13 PM
Since this couples of days, things are out of my hand, or let just say out of my thinking. Everyone are at their ownself. Ego arise between them thats make the world in my class looks like a raging battlefield, fighting for the best in the throne... Once the fallen have fall, there is no chance on climbing back to where he or she fall, rather than have to wait or took the winning side, working as a good worker.

Yeah sure someone will feel fuck when read this. However, thats my opinion. Everyonet taking side and waiting for another great war. The neutral, which is maybe me maybe suffered. As I stand between these sides. The only way that I can do is taking sides which still blur me... Who should I side?

There was a girl who I heart long ago in my class. But then I have to forget her when there are lots of negativity born from her soul. After that unforgiven incident, she try to find and show every fault that I made, even curse my appearance and my attitude. What the hell! Why caring me? Why comment all the shit about me? Just ignore me? Or you have the feeling on me?

By then, the girls too have too much crack now. One side hate one side... One try to take down another side. But then, the shift of power balance is undeniable when one side become more powerful... leaving this shrinking side helpless.

So, Im telling you, who should I side?

My Artery Fall Apart

Thursday, November 5, 2009 at 3:50 AM
Welcome to a lame show host by me, *tut... tut... tut...* today I would like to talk about some small lame topic which I call, are your heart are the same with me?...

Couple of question... Are you easy to fall in love with someone else? Are you can't confess to the one that you like? Are you also cry everynight and dream you already couple with the one that you love? If all the answered is yes, your heart is same with me.

Confession need more than courage! Where the hell you gonna get the courage, fearing that you will be spit on your face by the one that you confess? Or slap? Or being kick!!! Or being mentally abuse! Say that he or she reject you, then laugh at your face before telling everyone how loser you are that in a day, the whole group know who the hell you are!

The romantic man once have said to me, you have to face the truth! Because truth make us move and fall. He also said that flower is not one, theres are millions of it and in the millions, comes a flower who are really hungry to extract our love. The calculation seems right, but what if the one that we like is the only one that we want?

Durability! We have to work harder! But if the answer is still the same, what shall we do? Don't panic! Just try to make yourself understand that the light of hope is still with you.

I have this attitude. No one want me because I myself have a bit of childish things. Yeah sure I'm not mature enough, but still I love the way its like. Maybe I need more understandment. Who cares for someone who want us to be like this and this... Fuck him or her!

This show a bit boring... Hehehe... So lets make some fun! I bet I gonna conquer someone heart in my school within this week, with my durability and courage. If I can do the same, so you are! Goodbye and have a nice evening. And thankyou for coming to my lame show!!!

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