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Little Deduction

Deducting the Story of Mine

That’s not a good sign.

M i s s i o n a b o r t . N o w .

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More than Enough

She’s happy, at least

she could see your face

for one, two seconds

it was more than enough.

Me

Guess who overslept after praying shubuh today?

Guess who skipped her breakfast and even forgot to drink a sip of water?

Guess who got trapped in 30mins jam on her way to campus?

Guess who decided not to refuel her motorcycle worrying she might be late for class?

And at the end, guess who can’t get into class this morning?


Me. Yessssss, me. Small and cute creature called Yasmin just did and went thru ’em all.

Well, that’s okay, Yasmin. That’s okay. There must be another wonderful plan God has arranged for you this morning. And hey! At least you can chill and continue your thesis at the library, right? #selfloveisnotmything #isitmondayalready #imissweekendalready

Airport

I’ve never thought airport would be the witness of my heart aching – denying the fact that separation is real.

I’ve been to places I sincerely wanted to be, but I’ve never cried as much as I did here at the airport.

And for the first time I made a pinky swear, here at the airport – with someone I’ve just met for less than two months.

I thought I was a prone to goodbye. But I actually am not.

I let the airport be the stage of my tears streaming down, to the core of my heart, letting myself to get drown in my own fears – of letting people I fell in love with.

I let them all know, how sentimental I could be, over my own emotional battle inside of me.

Fusillade; Questions

Nondescript, I found your soul hiding in the dark. But honey, what sins did you choose, over this beautiful world?

The light has retired its job on finding, taking us back to mother nature’s lacerated womb. But honey, why did you refuse?

Will it be a goodbye that I found you hither, to the light that brought me here?

Will you stay in the darkness all alone by yourself, and send me your last kiss within the air?

Menantinya Pulang

Ada jarak yang memisahkan,
Namun cintanya merekatkan.
Ada senyum yang tertahan,
Namun tangisnya menuntaskan.

Ada Puan menangis semalaman,
Namun Tuan tak kunjung datang.
Mengadu nasib di perantauan,
Sampai Puan lelah berangan.

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Depok, 31 Agustus 2017

A Crime, No?

Whenever mbak-mbak domino’s pizza ask for my number, I give her my old-and-no-longer-used phone number.

Now I’m having a deep thought.

We Looked Sad

We tried to take a condolence photo card, no?

I believe this was supposed to be a very happy group photo but why on earth we did look miserably sad like we just heard a heartbreaking news 🤦🏻‍♀️

Aku Ingin

Bubur ayam,

Nasi padang,

Ayam geprek,

Ayam penyet,

Ayam gepuk,

Tempe orek,

Tahu mendoan,

Cumi pindang,

Telur mangut,

Jamur tepung,

Tahu mas agus,

Susu jahe,

Capcin,

Air putih,

Kopi liong,

Teh tarik.


Wahai Tuhan,

Hambamu lapar.


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