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"She showed me her middle finger " Chad mengusap kepalanya bagian belakang, bicara dengan penuh emosi ke Louis, sahabatnya. "That's horrible! Who's she? " Louis menggigit apel pengganti makan siangnya sambil memperhatikan garis-garis risau di wajah Chad. " I have no idea, if I had any chance to see her again, I surely would ask her why " Chad menghembuskan nafas panjang, berharap takdir akan mempertemukannya lagi dengan wanita itu. -the morning after- "Hey you, yeah, we met like last week in the station. Remember me?" Chad menahan pintu supermarket selangkah sebelum seluruh tubuh mungil Silvia beranjak meninggalkan dunia Chad untuk kedua kalinya. "No, who're you?" tentu saja Silvia hanya mengerutkan kening "Ok, it's Chad. Nice to see you"  "No Chad, who are you? To me? " Silvia mencoba mengingat lagi siapa Chad ini. "Right, look, last week when we met, we talked, about this and tha...

"thank you very much for your assistance, I really have no idea what my family would be without your advise" "oh please, this dinner is just...too luxurious to a marriage consultant like me!" "please accept my gratefulness..." "I hope your parents will be okay and they will last. They look good together anyway" "yeah, I hope so. I keen to make them happier han before, especially when me and my siblings are out of the city for most of our time" "I was so glad to be a part of their joy" "are you glad as well going out with me tonight?" :)

the only painful thing in my life is to be unable to help. i don't want to blame god for giving me such small vein hence the needle in blood centre could not suit it, i just wonder if there is any other alternative i could go through to do this. before i die, i want to donate my blood. that simple god. please, please, please let me get what i want.

"SURPRISE!!!!" Mr and Mrs Reiss tersentak dari televisi mereka. Sekitar delapan sampai sepuluh kawan dekat mereka yang sudah lama tidak bertemu tiba-tiba muncul membawa banyak hadiah dan satu loyang kue tart bertuliskan "HAPPY ANNIVERSARY" . Mr Reiss tersenyum lebar nyaris tertawa menyapa semua orang disitu. "I can't even remember this day is my anniversary with Anne. Happy anniversary, honey!" Ia mengecup kening istrinya hangat lalu melanjutkan bincang dengan para tamu yang mengejutkannya. Sesekali ia mencuri pandang ke arah Anne dan tersenyum saat Anne menyadari tatapannya. "How could you guys be here? I am totally astounded by all this. I miss you, all of you...." Mrs Reiss adalah sosok ramah yang senang bicara dan bercerita. Ia menanyakan kabar semua orang dan tetap akan berakhir dengan ceritanya sendiri, tentang apapun. "Okay, okay. Now tell me, who is the creator of all this craziness?? You, Ed?" Mrs Reiss meny...

this report was made by a reckless master student. stuck in the cloudy wednesday morning with tons of works to do but no idea at all. this was supposed to be a fiction writing, so let's make it. it happened yesterday. i was crossing the street down to my residences, just bought a box of eggs and a pack of cigarettes. i was dying of being alone in that big mansion. my parents left me, going out of town for a business trip. my girlfriend left me, going for a school project. i am the only son of the family. it was actually a shame since i've just visited my parents for like once a month, and this time they left. i was alone. i pushed my front door half mad and dropped my eggs. thank god they were fine. i would do nothing with the eggs anyway, was just thinking to scramble them and mix them with sausage and make a sandwich. waiting for the toaster, i called my girlfriend. "hi babe, how's it??" "this is horrible, lots of uncooperative people!! i wanna go ho...

hello! my name is Louis. I've read you guys are making an appointment to see me to talk about marriage. do you mind helping me figure out about your marriage, first of all? umm,,well, it's a..umm..twenty eight years.. I see, it has been a long way to go. how is it? what's the problem? we,,umm.... this is not like what you've thought..this is.... don't worry. this counseling is not just for those couples who are facing crisis. This moment is also a chance for you to improve your marriage. Feel free to tell me everything. I don't... well.. as you know, we would like to have this marriage to..you know, kind last...without being bothered of any affair if it happens. yeah, yeah, no worries. tell me the problem. do you fall in love with another man or woman? no, it's not me. well, maybe you, Mrs ...... Reiss ? anything you want to share? me? um.. no, it's not me. oh, dear. come on. then what do we gotta do to make everything better for you?...

the worst distraction saat menulis essay adalah 1) playlist itunes, 2) kabar dari pacar 3) blogger. saya nggak pengen cerita apa-apa, kebanyakan diomongin aja (sama tembok kamar mandi) dari pada ditulis di blog. saya ngomong sendiri waktu duduk di kloset, dan saya jelas berbisik sendiri di bilik shower setiap selesai mandi "we fought last night, was that a fight? that was forgivable". saya kangen sama garis merah di bawah setiap kata yang saya ketik di microsoft word, saya kangen sama macet dan panasnya udara jakarta, saya kangen sama sumpah serapah adik saya setiap nyetir, dan saya kangen sama bentakan dan omelan orang tua saya. how blissful my life is. dua ratus kata dalam lima belas menit itu prestasi bukan sih? ini ngomongin essay lho, bukan ngomongin postingb blog. soalnya saya lagi stuck dan masih nggak percaya saya ada di suatu kamar di lantai lima, apartemen kemahasiswaan tingkat awal jurusan komunikasi untuk titel master. rasanya kemarin baru di bully sama temen ...

Steve Jobs died in 56. that was the first news I've read this morning, with three slices of white bread, white milk and chocolate spread. I've just texted my dad and told him that I saw him in my dreams. I read a message from my brother, mocking me and joking around. I looked at me and my boyfriends picture on my desk, then I burst into tears. I know I am not a religious person, and silly if now I praise God and let you read this. One thing that burst me into tears, was that I know and I believe, there is this power, the one who never sleeps, rotating the world and seasons, keeping secret and dying the lives and living the dead. The one that guide and curse, the one that always work and never gets tired. I am happy to have such belief, and I know when I die, I meet the one who never sleeps.