Last Name (English)

Utrecht. Lisa.Natali greeted me with a warm hug as I got out of George's car. Polish woman with the sweetest smile I have ever seen. Ages 42 years doesn't make her look old. Unlike George, the old man's hair was bald even though he was only 45 years old.I hugged Natali no less tightly. She is the one who helped me rise when I was down one year ago. The hard times I went through when I had to lose my father."Why do you cry every time you see me, Lisa?" I smiled, wiping my tears. We were still outside, and it was freezing. I even cried on purpose to make us freeze even more."You remind me of papa, Nat." I am honest. When I saw her, I always miss my father. Natali hugged me again. She pats my back slowly."Never mind, Lisa. You're not a little girl anymore." I can only bow sadly, let George caress my head. Only them that I have now, apart from Rosie, of course."Hey ... Adults! Did

Rotterdam. Lisa.I'm not focused on it. Of my two hours devoted to teaching, I spent only forty-five minutes.There's no way I can concentrate when he's entirely in my head. It's all because of last night. I stumbled across a small note of his home phone number.I was like a crazy person. Without thinking about anything, directly, I dialed the number. I don't know what was in my brain at that time.I asked his whereabouts and the phone number from his parents. For this reason, I wanted to discuss the school reunion issue. A classic excuse that I don't know where it came from. And that night I got the number.From class, I went straight back to my room. I was choosing to stand still, leaning against the large glass window in front of me. Staring at the boisterous sight of students having a graduation party down there, I kept cradling my cellphone.What should I do now?

Utrecht. William.Not everyone easily recognizes their own feelings. And that also applies to me. Likewise, many people fall in love easily and say love, but that didn't happen to me.After separating from Marry, I thought a lot about it. One of them is my feelings for Marry and other women before Marry.I am attracted to, admire, and look after them with all my heart. I am also serious about building relationships with these women. At first, I thought of it as love. I love them.However, Marry's words brought me to my senses. I never once said love to them. The “word” was so hard to get out of my mouth. Even I think the word has never come out of my mouth except to my parents and Big. I don't recognize my own feelings.Likewise, when our relationship had to end. I will feel lost, miss them now and then. But I didn't feel as much pressure as when Philip had broken up with Rosie. Philip was depressed

Rotterdam. William.Shit! Along the way, I cursed. Even Big looked angry with my behavior.Oh my God, Willy. What is happening to you?Hell, I kept cursing myself and Lisa, the owner of the shop where Rosie worked. How could the woman's sighing voice continue to bother my brain all the way home?I really do not focus on driving. I imagine the woman below me, sighing because I entered her, and she sighed my name. Damn, this is crazy!I'm totally crazy. Yesterday the woman in the red coat interrupted my thoughts, and now Lisa's sigh that I don't even know the shape of that woman. And it's even crazier now that I feel pain, even pain in my junior who is already tensing.I typed a few words for Rosie, but I was nervous about sending the message. What would Rosie think if she read my text? Indeed, she thinks I'm a pervert.My car is pulled over. I

Indonesia. Lisa.Being upset made me unfocused. Whatever I do feels wrong.Shoes with heels were too high, the bottom cloth that sweeps the floor, is really not something I like.Along the way to the ballroom, I cursed incoherently. The real frustration I don't understand because of what? Lisa, will not lose control just because of the high shoes and the long cloth.But ... I'm doing it now!And, when I saw how many stairs I had to climb? The pink four-legged animal's curse just slipped out of my mouth without being prevented."PIG!!!"-I took a deep breath. I'm starting to regret my decision to come to this country and this event. I've never had luck in this country!Slowly I started climbing the stairs. My eyes accidentally caught the figure of a man at the end of the stairs above. He's watching me! I am sure. Maybe he was laughi