My Love Was A Wind Then

My Love Was A Wind Then
Who her?


A bright morning where the sun hardens its light to explore the world.yes one of my world will start from the sun and will be dark as the night.


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Today I must be ready to be ready to reply one by one chat from the customer.


I opened an online store that has been running for 3 years from the end of school I tried to find money without having to work with people , but today I accidentally knew a man who would be nothing but a sanction of love in my life..


Which my soul mate is my own customer .


"This is how much sis?.." asked a man commenting on my post in one of the photos of men's fashion clothes on the homepage of FBku , well the man named Indra Lesmana who is none other than my husband and I unconsciously fall for him regardless of all his shortcomings.


"65,000 thousand mas" I replied in his comments


then not long after Indra private chat via messenger .


"what material is his shirt?" asked me via messenger and then I replied according to what I had to answer as an online store owner...


"cotton mas material.the material is good and convenient to use" my answer is simple and not much stale in his message because as an owner especially as a woman I must also maintain the dignity so as not to be too close to communicate with men.


because I rarely chat with a man and will certainly be a little uncomfortable talking to a man, not because arrogant or pretentious but because I do not want to be judged easily in flirt..


When I was in school, I only had girlfriends and rarely sat down to talk to men even though they were classmates.


after a question-and-answer conversation, Indra finally ordered it.


" i order 1 yes brother, send to Sudirman kav B6 street address" Indra gave his full address in messenger message


"when did you get sis?" ask her again to me...


then I say "okay mas , I will immediately send the order yes , suppose until 2 - 3 days. because it is still a jabodetabek area..."


because the address given her is not far and not close to the location of my house just that I do not want to deliver her directly, better use the shipping expedition, so that I can work the other part of the house, while helping mom for homework.


after a few days someone sent me a message via WhatsApp ,


I don't know who he is but the content of his chat is very polite and even very appreciative of me at that time.


"sister the order has arrived, and the clothes are very good in accordance with my wishes thank you ka, next time I will order back" said his wa message to me...


then I asked him who he was ,


"this is with who? and orders on whose behalf ?"


then in reply back to my message with him "this is me who ordered clothes via messenger ka on behalf of Indra Lesmana"


"ho yes mas thank you very much yes, and thank you for giving a positive review hopefully subscription always.. " reply me to wanya with a sense of pleasure because one of my customers is not disappointed with my trade ...


my phone rang it was Indra calling me in the afternoon ....


with a sense of degan I raised her there was what suddenly she called me


" hello ..yes mas? what's wrong?.." I asked at the end of the phone while wrapping my other customer's package


Today quite a lot of people order my products, so that the packaging is non-stop from noon to afternoon there are 45 packs on the pack and I have to send them immediately today also before magrib.


"hello ka.saf kak interrupted his time, brother may not I work with brother , because I see Kaka sales post on the homepage is very crowded and his popularity is high, ' '' he said , I have a sandal ka business, maybe I can who will produce the goods and Kaka market it"... Indra invited me to cooperate with her looks hesitant me to accept her because I also just a few hours to know her, how can I trust her.


actually, I still do not understand how he can work with me while he only knows the customer and seller? how could he trust me for his efforts?


then I just answer


"hooo yes mas, later I think yes, because I also happen to have a lot of busyness, maybe later I will tell mas again for his cooperation"... I replied with an uncontrollable heart, how not? because I don't know him more deeply than just buyers and sellers and whereas I also rarely communicate with a man even this business problem I'm afraid to make a sense of disappointment with him...


" yes brother, when brother is willing to be able to chat me yes".


"well mas" then I turn off the phone next to the party with curiosity figure himself , I find out who he really is .


At night when the sun closes its eyes...


I lay down in room , when opening wa Iul suddenly remembered with the offer mas Indra...


I open the profile when it turns out he's a handsome-looking man, and dashing


still full of curiosity I open again the full profile of his FB...


yes.there I know a lot of the figure of Indra...


even though it's just what I see in cyberspace that is not necessarily real or not .


On his homepage it is written that he is a supervisor at a famous cinema in Indonesia, and graduated from the IT major at one of the top universities in Jakarta. I'm still interested to find out about him even open a photo gallery on the homepage fbnya very many photos with other people whether it's his brother or his friend , ' ' ' he said , but I did not find a photo with a woman or no 1 woman was in response when there was commenting on her photo.


Does he have any interference? What at all he is not interested in women, even a lot of beautiful women who tease him in his photo even look classy women far away from me who are just negligent and just plain pigtailed hair.


but why is my subconscious mind always curious about the figure of himself mas Indra?


what's wrong with me?


and what is my life's relationship with him?


why am I always curious and want to know more about it?


He explained to me about his sandal cooperation offer but from earlier I scrolling his facebook homepage there was not the slightest post about his business... did he lie to me?