Saturday, 1 September 2012

Whiterose Love Pt.3


WHITEROSE LOVE Pt.3





During the study Marry never seem to give up her hobby. She loves white roses and just love white roses. Addition to class time, she used to spend her free time to take care of the garden small commission where she was staying. Michal seems more busy with new life and new environment. They seem to have forgotten each other. Marry sometimes still hear friends talk about Michal, but it seems no longer important,  People said Michal already has a girlfriend and they are very happy, with  Mary that may have been too normal because whether they are friends only no more else . Marry silently wishing for Michal happiness and of course is coupled with beautiful ending. Marry, she spend  all of the time for learning and research. homesickness and lonely, she wished early complete of the course to back home with her family. Time gets away so quickly. now Marry and Michal became final year students. Seems like only  few months left  they will be graduated. The winter that year was graduation day,  Marry holding a master's degree in her hand  and  she was extremely happiness., the day she graduated on  clear skies and high bar as her face. Happiness mirrored multiplied because her family had  stayed beside  her during the ceremony. Following the ceremony and party celebration, she did reward herself by cutting a branch of white roses in the garden to bring into her room, which she never done  during the study period. She satisfied and happy with her life. And she found herself as the happiest person in the world. But sadness suddenly rose on her beautiful  eyes, as Maybe she was going to leave this small rose garden, to return to her country and possibly sudden sadness because she is going to leave her life of students to step into real life, which is inherently full of worries and stressful. Reminds to Michal perhaps he had finished but it looks like he still wanted to stay there for  few years to get experience as well as learning to get PhDs. The sky seems to cry to off her feet on the day she leaving, after 16 hours flying in the sky, finally Marry  returned to her  small paradise, with family and friends, of which she was longing. inherently life. Even people born and raised inherently in a circle, a law of nature. With a master's degree with distinction with beautiful appearance and better career focused, so making a good job to Marry easy as to hand. With many invitations to It, Marry finally have found the job she wanted. Become manager of a well-known company , Marry seems increasingly feel happy and lucky, she seems forget everything, just focus on the work which she is doing.  Five years had flied aways , despite the parents urged the charming love story, even her  friends got married all , Mary did not seem Garments vibration.'s  .Its not because there is no love, or no one pursues her, but probably because she did not have time for dating or simply because no one had shaken her heart. She works prospered and her company became one of the top companies in her country, then the meetings, missions repeatedly. Sometimes she tired and want to give up all, but the aggressive and her self-esteem of a successful woman, she was tried to go on trips that she had choesen. 1/1 of year...., which is the date that her company  and her partner companies had  high-level meeting. Paris where the meeting was held. Repairing for her trip seems like there is nothing difference  than normal  trips. Following a long flight finally to Paris. With wisdom and enthusiasm of successful woman, her confidence to meeting with your pride themselves .8 am meeting started, after the normal greetings and courtesy. She walked into the meeting room where the 4 general manager were waiting. When the door opens, suddenly her footsteps stopped and she seemed motionless for a few seconds. fron of her that no one else is Michal, a childhood friend of her  ...... But now he is looking so much difference , perhaps, as well as her .. they are successful and bravery ...

(To be continued )

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