
| Bonjour!  Strive for your dreams, Work hard to get what you like, Otherwise you'll be forced to just like what you get. Tagboard   | ! ! true love story  (p3)  ! !  "No..." I stood in shock. "NO!!!"                        I grabbed the paddles and continuously shocked his body.                        His body bounced up and down from the shocks. The scared                        nurses went to find another doctor, to tell him that I was                        crazy. I didn't know if I was crazy or not. I just wanted to save                        my lover. Even though we fought all the time. Even though                        he never showed me his love. I still wanted to save him.                        He still owed me a card. He couldn't die! I threw away the                        paddles and began to press on his heart. I pressed with                        all my strength, hoping it would revive him, but he didn't                        wake up. He didn't even say "It hurts". He just                        laid there with his eyes closed, punishing me with his silence. Dr. Jian angrily pushed me away. By that time, I couldn't                        see clearly anymore. I cried. I wailed. I bowled until no                        sounds could come out of my mouth. "It's too late, Dr. Shu. He's already dead. I'm sorry."                        Dr. Jian patted me on the shoulder. They knew each other                        and ate together once. I introduced them. "He can't die." I shook my head. "He can't                        die!!" I struggled to run to him. "Dr. Shu, control yourself!" Dr. Jian slapped                        me. "I understand what you're going through, but you're                        a doctor." Yes, I'm a doctor, but I'm also a regular person. How can                        Dr. Jian understand how I feel? I've loved him for so many                        years that it's become a habit. How can I just throw away                        a habit? Besides, he still owed me a card. "I want                        him to live! I want him to live!" I ran to him again                        and tried to knock the life back into his body. "Take her away!" That day, I lost my control                        and my professionalism. And that day happened to be Valentine's Day. Afterwards, I asked his co-workers why he left work early                        that day. They told me that after I hung up the phone, he tried to                        call me several times but couldn't reach me. Worried, he                        drove to the hospital to find me and got hit by a large                        truck on the way. When I heard this, I froze. My tantrum killed him. Just                        because of an unmailed card, he died. After that, I lost                        my privilege to be childish. Like an abandoned cat, I couldn't even cry anymore. After                        his death, I couldn't cry anymore, regardless of how touching                        the plot or how tear-jerking the dialogue. They didn't affect                        me anymore. Now, I'm only left with a cat and a seldomly used computer.                        Stepping over the cat, I turned on the computer. Even though                        I know no one will send me a mail, I still hoped that someone                        will remember me on this day. Meow, meow. I looked at Christine to see what's wrong.                        She finished her milk. I went into the kitchen to get her                        more milk then came back to look at the computer screen. I have.... 100 emails! Who would be bored enough to send                        me 100 junk mail? I was just about to delete them all when I received another                        mail, and this one said: "Because of system error,                        we could not send these until today. We apologize for the delay." The sender was my ISP. I looked at the 1st mail. It showed the send date is last                        year's Valentine's Day. My heart began to beat fast. Could                        he have sent these? With a trembling hand, I opened the mail. The first thing                        that popped up was a gorgeous red rose set against green                        leaves. Then a beautiful melody began to play.... "Only                        Love". I couldn't believe it. The rose was so beautiful                        and the music was so dreamy. I almost thought I was in a                        fantasy. Most touching of all were the words underneath                        the rose, because the words read like a beautiful poem. "Hwei." That's my name. "Knowing you so many years, I've never sent you any                        flowers. Today I send you a rose." I received it and it's so beautiful. "You know we are always fighting. We can never really                        open our hearts and tell each other how we feel." Yes, but it's all your fault for being so distant. "I know I always make you mad by the things I say." Good that you're admitting it. "But today I want to say to you: I'm sorry, and I                        love you." I waited so many years for those words. "And I want to tell you a good news. I finally saved                        enough money." You already have enough money. Why did you need so much? "So Hwei, let's get married!! I was afraid to propose                        to you, because I didn't trust in my ability to give you                        the good life you deserve. But now I've saved enough money                        so we don't have to wait anymore." Who wanted you to wait? I'm already yours. "Today, I use this card to propose to you. Will you marry me, Hwei? Will you?" That's the content of the whole card. Like a fool, I kept                        reading his words and talking to him. It's like I can hear                        his voice and see him again. As if it's back to 1 year ago with us constantly fighting. The song played over and over. Repeating Nana's heartbreaking                        voice. Only love can make a memory. Only love can make a moment                        last. You were there and all the world was young and all                        it's songs unsung. and I remember you then when love was                        all, all you were living for, and how you gave that love to me...." The lyrics of this song fits our love so closely. When                        he was alive, my world was so young. Every day, I could                        find a something different to fight with him about. But                        after he left, my life is only left with memories and coldness                        that will never go away. "Will you marry me?" When I read these words, my tears unconsciously came, wetting                        the keyboard. Will I? If he's in front of me, I will definitely kick                        him and call him a big fool. If I wasn't willing, I wouldn't                        have waited until today. So I moved the cursor over the "Reply" box, and                        typed the response that I've already prepared for so many                        years - "I will." I will - be by his side for the rest of my life. I will                        - fight with him forever. That is how I answered him, but                        the only response I got was the repeating song "Only                        Love." 
 Nevertheless, I opened every single letter, accepted every                        singled rose, and typed the same response: "I will." Labels: YAYA DAX BURUNG HANTU |