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When Emotion is the Fault

The Day of My Propose I was in my village. My room is in ground floor. In the afternoon I told Baptuda (the owner of the Xerox shop) not to switch off his phone because I’d need his help. He was agreed to do that and asked the reason. I explained my plan to him and he wished me good luck. I was nervous and slightly restless. The ashtray was about to full. After taking my dinner I called her and asked about her dinner. I knew it very well. I knew her timetable very well. After few words I hang up. We normally talked after completion of our study hours. But that day I couldn’t concentrate. I was restless and nervous. It’s hard for me to wait anymore. Suddenly I received her text message. “Pleasewait for a while. I’m about to finish. But no more cigarettes, ok?! Call yousoon.” I was surprised to read her message. I was about to smoke. The cigarette was in my hand but I couldn’t smoke. She was very much caring. “She is my love, my Titir and I’m going to propose her today.” I to