Novel & Cerita Bahasa Inggris Aku Tidak Tahu

This is not English. And the shiver that rolls down my spine tells me it’s not a language I know either.

I said. "Sir, I don't understand ahm... speak English." He replied, D*mn it! nalimutan ko wala pala ako sa pinas, P*nyet*ng! (I forgot I'm not in the Philippines, mother f*cker!)

If I do, I don't know what I would do. itsclarixass

His own reason was that he didn't know how. Alvaro was traumatized, although it was slowly disappearing. There was a time when it could invade Alvaro's mind. Alvaro spluttered in annoyance, hugging Kean's neck even tighter. "Where did you come from? Oh yeah, are you used to it? Or, brother, not coming home again?" "Anywhere." Kean cleared his throat for a moment. "Ordinary? I don't know; I'm confused." "Why are you confused?" Alvaro was surprised. "When you're with them, you must feel something, right?"

But I can't remember anything, and there are some things I didn't know. I'm sure when I wasn't in this situation if I didn't have amnesia, I think I'm rich. I live in another country cause my only known language is English. I can't speak Tagalog as Lady Beth did. I can't understand even a single word. Maybe I'm rich, I'm always in my house and always in my room. My maids always brought me food that's why I don't know some types of equipment yet. Even the thing they called the stove, I only see and touch it this day. I don't know why I can't remember anything about who I am and what I am.

“I don’t know.” “What?” “I don't know my name.”

I know something’s being hidden. I just don’t know what.