Have I forgotten You?

I am sitting now. On the cubicle at the office corner, Not exactly corner, because right beside my right side is my GM office. Anyway, thats not what I am talking about.

I am talking about job. As I begin to wonder, what am I doing now? As I begin to question, am I successful right now?

Weird. Many people can see, I am working and blogging in middle of my workhour. I am chasing one meeting to another, befriend with laptop. I might do what I have been dreaming: A fancy young executive. Huge workload. Well, not to brag. But I am stepping up the career ladder. So exicted to chase upon the upper position.

Then, I heard this question: Are you successful?

I would say for now I am satisfied on what I have achieved.

Then, the question begin again, what are you successful at? Matters?

I was ashamed to answer that. Because I know where the question will lead.

I was too busy, then I forgot to do rituals or make my ibadah qualified. Is that what I want to achieve?

Is that what I catch? A dunya?

Then, I will be so ashamed if I answer yes.

Have I forgotten you?

Then I feel all emptiness within my self. I have earned anything in my life. Money I earn is nothing. If my attention and intention only for it.

I just want You. Do everything for you. Make everybreath of my life for you.

I turn to You. Insya Allah.

Cancer

what pops on your mind when you hear about cancer? Pretty scary huh? Well, cancer is scary because it travel faster than you could ever imagine. Eventho medical science claimed they already have the medication. But we all know, it would only slower the proggesion. The spesific cure? The worldwide is still searching for answer. Well, that isnt what I am gonna highlight about. I wanna tell you how this disease has been rooting my family for years. 2 persons im in my family died because of the cancer which I didnt know till now what kind of cancer it was. But I was told, the same type cancer were attacking both of them. First person died because of it was my uncle in law. I didnt remember exactly his condituon was because i was 4 or so back then. Of course, our parents never told me his real condition and i never got a chance either see him in worsened condition. But i what I noticed was he was healthy at my early years (then I was told he had been sufdering cancer), he was able to walk, joke around, and gather with us which i thought he was in perfect condition. But soon, he was only lying on his bed. Unable to move. But i thought that was normal for sick people. I didnt know he was blood vomitted productively. Didnt know either he wa hospitalized under a highly skilled doctors. I just knew that my funny uncle was gone. Left my cousin almost the same age with me.

Couple years later in 2007. I was 15 on that time. It was like a lightening struck our happy gathering day during our celebration. Who would expect my beloved granny was diagnosed cancer only from a toothache? Few months earlier, my granny complained about having toothache. My mother which lived hundred kilometres apart asked my granny to see the doctor. She gave her the money. But granny seemed to ignore the pain. Well, she was actively old business woman. She travelled from one city to another to meet her business partner which I now awed about. She was still ignorant eventho she her left cheek swolen. And the toothache remained to bleed. My mother was suspious. The normal toothache would never be this long and symptom would never be like that. Thus, my mom half force my granny to see the doctor. Shocking, doctor diagnosed cancer maybe developed inside her cheek. I my self was wondering. How could doctor diagnose her with csncer without proper examination? Well, following doctor's suggestion for biopsy, it was revealed that indeed my granny having cancer growing. I couldnt buy the thought that cancer would be that horrible, it was just a toothache and my granny still could walk! But yeah, the thought didnt last long. Finally cancer reveal itself. My granny left cheek swolen even bigger than before, blood and odor came from her mouth. She was under doctor cure and traditional one. Her cheek kept swelling, pushing out her eye. Doctors decided to perform surgery to remove the swollen part. I didnt understand the procedure they took. Maybe if it were happening now, i would be questioning them about these procedure which I now wonder about. We all had no clue at the time about the medication and so on. After surgery, my granny looked better, her swelling part was remove. She looked nearly normal. Them, i dont know what happened, doctors said that the cancer still there and even more malignant. It gave even more swelling cheek. We all were devastated but amazingly my granny looked still hopeful that she would recover. Again, she was undergoing the second surgery, removing her jaws. But gave no significant result as doctors said that it was invading her eyes. And her eyes needed to be remove. Our familh refused of course. Doctor didnt guarantee by removing her eyes would give her recovery. So our family decided to take her home to let her died there, which doctors agree about. I couldnt imagine if doctors removed the eyes. I did believe my granny would lose her confidence which she gradually losing. Her appearance changed. She got super thin, only covered with skin and lil fat the day she died. She productively vomitted blood. Her swollen face was bigger, poping her left eyes out, and we believed her eye was blind. Her food was only nutritional milk injected inside her faring for she didnt have teeth anymore.


I have the clear picture of cancer patient because it was my granny who suffered. And when i worked. I was assigned to see doctors in national cancer hospital. My bad memories revived. I did feel grief awaking inside my mind. But i said, i was fine. Insya Allah cancer was no more rooting in my family.

But several days a go, i had a whats app call. The cousin whose her father died of cancer was diagnosed with tumor inside her cheek. I was devastated. Well, it is too early to judge that tumor is similar with my granny had. All i can do is sending her prayer and support that thing has changed. Medication is getting advance, the study is more comprehensive. She all has chances to recover. However, the memory is still there.

PrioritAs

Ketika saya tidak menjadi prioritas. Ketika saya mendapatkan sisa atau sedikit dari perhatian yang kamu berikan pada teman temanmu. Saya tahu saya sedih, tapi saya tidak bisa mengutarakannya. Agaknya saya bodoh? Memang, saya memang bodoh. Pun ketika saya menjauh dengan tidak menatap kamu karena saya begitu sakit melihat kamu mengabaikan saya ketika saya ingin kamu perhatikan. Saya ingin mengutarakannya, tapi saya tau kamu sangat sibuk untuk mendengar keluhan saya, ketika saya mencoba memberanikan diri maka kamu akan memberondong saya dengan segala kepintaran logikamu. Dan saya diam lagi, tenggelam dalam penolakan saya. Kamu bahkan tidaak menyediakan waktu untuk sekalipun memahami saya. Selalu saya yang harus paham dengan kamu. Pun ketika saya diam, saya marah. Maka kamu hanya akan mendiamkan saya, tanpa ada usaha untuk memahami saya. Saya kemudian bertanya tanya, apakah saya pelengkap dalam hidup kamu? Setelah semua hal hal pentingmu termasuk teman temanmu? Maka boleh jadi, saya bukan orang yang penting buat mu. Boleh jadi, hanyalah saya yang mencintai kamu. Iya, mencintai kamu.

A time to think, a time to action

I am a bit offended, when you say I have always planning instead of action. I would say later instead of now.

Its not that I am not open to feedback. I do cherish a feedback for improvement.

However, you keep telling that all over, you demand a quick change in a blink of eye.

Just, give me a time to figure this out, to arrange my priority. To think, to act

Balance

when you were younger, you strive to find a way to look older. you would think, you would be considered old enough that way

When you are older, you strive to seek youthfulness in terms of creativity. That way, you will think, it will give variation within your serious life.

Is it wrong? Well, I'd love to call it as 'balance'. We never stay in monotonous life, we are searching for dynamic. We cant stay long in one side. We are always searching balance


Love,

The in-between woman in conference room

Distraction

selfishness

Laziness

Silence

"Dont waste words on people who deserve your silence. Sometimes, the most powerful thing you can say is nothing at all"

 -mandy hale-

Dont you deserve it?

Fear

23 years old already. But i fear I havent been mature enough.

To face a new thing
To face a new friend
To embrace a new opportunity

Deep within, I feel a lil stumbled. Shudder inside my heart. About whats going on next, about the response they are about to toss on me. About indifference whether my skill could cope well or no.

I want to run. But I know, I am a big girl now. They call it 'mature'
I want to whine. But i fully aware, a woman wont do that
I want to hide my fear, but no hole I ve found to fit in
I want to cry. But I know I would give such a burden

all I am doing now, put a very best smile on me. Smile that would display 'all is Fine' to anyone who ask for it and hope for that and wont take not fine as answer
Put a very best of my courage to push my self forward, jump into the uncertainty
The last...
Put the hardest prayer to the only place I could whine, cry, beg, run to. My God.
He will say everything is going to be fine, through a soft calmness in my heart.

Aku benci ketika aku menjadi pengeluh

Aku benci ketika aku murka karena aku kecewa

Aku benci ketika aku menjadi kebo pemalas

Aku benci ketika aku menyakiti

Aku benci ketika aku tak bisa berbuat banyak padahal aku mampu

Aku benci ketika aku mengecewakan

Aku benci ketika kata yang ingin kusampaikan tak terucap

Aku teramat benci ketika aku masih melakukan hal yang sama

Dongeng sebelum tidur

Alkisah di suatu masa. Seorang putri merapalkan mantra agar dia menjadi putri raja paling berbakat di seluruh negeri. Ia lelah menjadi cemooh penduduk negeri karena ia tak cukup berani untuk berkata, ceria untuk bercerita, dan senyum untuk melangkah.

To be continued

Berlari

Aku merasa terlahap dalam kebisingan. Terasing dalam kekecewaan. Terdiam dalam kesepian.

Jika aku, pola pikirku merupakan kesalahan. Maka, kenapa aku merasa aku berlari sedangkan mereka hanya  melihat aku berlari. Menyorakiku, memberiku saran untuk menuju garis finish. Ya, aku berterimakasih atas itu. Tapi sejujurnya, aku membutuhkan lebih. Aku membutuhkan mereka berlari, bersamaku. Karena aku tak mungkin meninggalkan mereka, tak mungkin aku membiarkan mereka menonton, hanya menonton, tanpa ingin meraih kemenangan seperti aku. Karena aku tahu, jika mereka tidak berlari, dunia akan berputar... Tanpa mereka.

Mereka berkata, kenapa tak kau berikan saja tropi kemenanganmu untuknya? Biarkan dia menonton, toh dia lambat laun akan mengikutimu.

Dan aku menjawab: Tidak, aku ingin dia berlari bersamaku. Aku ingin dia mengerti apa makna setiap langkah kaki untuk kemenangan Oh bukan hanya itu, aku ingin dia tahu bagaimana membuat setiap langkah kaki itu menjadi bermakna.

Aku, si keras kepala, yang membuka genggaman tanganku untuk berlari bersamaku.

Namun, kenapa hanya aku yang berlari?

Story about them

Its their second first month. She doesnt feel giddy at all whenever she is near him. But one thing for sure, she feels secure, comfortable, and optimist for she could conquer all barrier ahead whenever they are together.

Transformasi

Sudah 5 tahun rasanya saya bergabung dengan mereka. Awalnya, tak ada keinginan sama sekali untuk berubah seperti mereka. Karena saya tahu, hidup saya berkalang noda. Tidak seperti mereka begitu konsisten dan penuh semangat mengejar ridha-Nya. Namun, niatan itu selalu ada. Saya selalu takjub melihat kibaran kain kain penutup para shalihah tersebut. Niatan tersebut selalu saya pertanyakan pada diri sendiri. Siapkah saya? Saya masih ghibah, futur, dan sederet dosa yang membuat saya mengurungkan niatan tersebut. Sempat saya malu manakala adik kelas yang notabene adalah ikhwan pemimpin grup Kajian di kampus bertanya, " teteh, kapan pakai rok nya?" Namun, para muslimah masih sempatnya membela saya. "Kan masih berproses, kita doakan saja...,"

Betapa baiknya. Subhanallah. Mungkin, doa merekalah yang mengantarkan saya pada sebuah rasa iri teramat. Ya, rasa iri tatkala saya melihat artis artis yang dahulu tampil buka bukaan dengan mantap menjulurkan hijab ke kepala mereka, tak tanggung-tanggung pula, kain yang dijulurkan melebihi batas yang selama ini saya takutkan. Ya, mereka berhijab syari'i. Rasa malu teramat serentak menjalari seluruh tubuh. Rasa malu terhadap Tuhan yang memberi saya kesempatan untuk bernapas hingga saat ini. Apalagi alasan yang aku punya untuk menentang titah-Nya? Mereka, artis yang terkenal, yang bermatapencaharian dari menampilkan pesona fisik mereka berani mengambil resiko untuk berhijab syari'i. Sedangkan, saya? Manusia yang terpapar efek dari para salihah selama 5 tahun dan tidak memiliki resiko yang berarti begitu pecundang dalam mengambil keputusan?


Maka, dengan memohon ridha-Nya.... Aku ingin bertransformasi.

Allah Knows -Zain Bikha-

When you feel all alone in this world 
And there's nobody to count your tears 
Just remember, no matter where you are 
Allah knows 
Allah knows

When you carrying a monster load 
And you wonder how far you can go 
With every step on that road that you take 
Allah knows 
Allah knows 

CHORUS 
No matter what, inside or out 
There's one thing of which there's no doubt 
Allah knows 
Allah knows 
And whatever lies in the heavens and the earth 
Every star in this whole universe 
Allah knows 
Allah knows 

When you find that special someone 
Feel your whole life has barely begun 
You can walk on the moon, shout it to everyone 
Allah knows 
Allah knows 

When you gaze with love in your eyes 
Catch a glimpse of paradise 
And you see your child take the first breath of life 
Allah knows 
Allah knows

CHORUS 

When you lose someone close to your heart 
See your whole world fall apart 
And you try to go on but it seems so hard 
Allah knows 
Allah knows 

You see we all have a path to choose 
Through the valleys and hills we go 
With the ups and the downs, never fret never frown 
Allah knows 
Allah knows 

CHORUS (x2) 

BRIDGE: 
Every grain of sand, 
In every desert land, He knows. 
Every shade of palm, 
Every closed hand, He knows. 
Every sparkling tear, 
On every eyelash, He knows. 
Every thought I have, 
And every word I share, He knows. 
Allah knows

Who is hello kitty?

GOODBYE, KITTY

Hello Kitty is a British girl, not a cat

August 27, 2014

 

Facebook.com/HelloKitty

Hello Kitty has whiskers. She has pointy, feline ears. She has "Kitty" in her name." Despite all that, she is not a cat, according to Sanrio, the Japanese company that produced her.

Rather, Hello Kitty is a third-grade British girl who lives outside London.

Christine R. Yano, an anthropologist at the University of Hawaii who has extensively studied the cartoon character, is curating a Hello Kitty retrospective at the Japanese American National Museum. But in putting together the exhibit, she stumbled across this shocking truth:

When Yano was preparing her written texts for the exhibit at the Japanese American National Museum, she says she described Hello Kitty as a cat. "I was corrected — very firmly," she says. "That's one correction Sanrio made for my script for the show. Hello Kitty is not a cat. She's a cartoon character. She is a little girl. She is a friend. But she is not a cat. She's never depicted on all fours. She walks and sits like a two-legged creature. She does have a pet cat of her own, however, and it's called Charmmy Kitty." [Los Angeles Times]

Wikipedia still claims Hello Kitty is a Japanese Bobtail cat. Wikipedia is wrong, if Yano is to be believed.

Which makes you wonder: Is Mickey not a mouse?Jon Terbush

Copied from theweek.com

Do you know?

Do you know?
1. When someone reads the chat and doesnt reply the chat.
Thought: okay, maybe busy
2. When someone reads the chat and doesnt reply the chat,  but he is actively talking in social media
Thought: okay, maybe busy. Then anger rises. I become monster.

Every beginning is a beginning of parting

Have you ever composed pieces of puzzle into a perfect picture? It feels perfect, when you get a clear whole picture at the end of the game, right? You feel satisfied because it all gets together there, creating such a good harmonious picture. But how do you feel when you realize that one piece or several pieces are missing from the group?

Thats what I feel now. I felt like I am missing my piece of puzzle. I feel unsatisfied and disappointed at the sametime because the picture I am going to see is never be the same. My missing puzzle is my coworker that I recently knew for this 6 months. I thought I would've never felt this heart break because I now that I would be the one who leave the team first in the upcoming months so that I wont be devastated by losing one of them. Besides, I never thought before that this fraternity bond has been created inside each of our soul.

But this things happen so fast, just in a blink of eyes. Starting with the rumor previous month ago, that the company will cut off the employee. I didnt take it seriously because the news was not that blossoming. Then, this month, I had this meeting with my team, the rumor seems to be real. Several people get the phone call to end the contract with the company. That day, I began to tremble, but not that much frightened because the up management hadnt announced it.

But then, the day after, the nightmare seemed to be true.  The up management decided to answer the rumor and give a clarity toward the restless mind. It's decided that the cut off will be made within a week due to the global crisis. I felt the devastation atmosphere inside the room. Whisper, mumble, and question began to blossom and voice their restlessness. No doubt. Most of them are the head of the family, most of them have a responsibility to feed up their family. They felt so vulnerable because within 2 months we were gonna have a Ramadhan month and Lebaran day. How am I supposed to feed and cloth my family if I get fired? At least that what they thought.

Gradually, my dearest friend begin to be cut off. They got the call. My heart crushed. I lost my little family. Well, i know that our friendship will last after this cut off. But the work life would never be the same I guess. We cant be that free in joking and discussing about the same company. But yeah, thats the life. Anything could happen without our permission, thats the life lesson I ve learned. However, I am thankfully relieved that my friends got a very reasonable compensation and they leave our company with feeling respected and loved. Their testimony toward our company is quite positive.

I was quite a bit relieved that day. Because I heard the rumor that for my area, the cut off is over, now the storm began to move to east. I am relieved, At least my team was safe. Apparently I was wrong. By the night, I  heard the spread that one of my team was cut off. Yeah, the person that contributed most of the sales in our team. The same person that was very keen, unusual, out of the box, and nervy. Gosh, how I envy for that character. The same person that also personally contributed to my personal feeling, as my brother, my mentor, and the person that I believe to pour my stories. I really lost him, we all do. I never stop crying when I realize that our team should move forward without him  . Its very heartbreaking. I ve always missed his advice and jokes. He melted our tension and blended us together into a fraternity bond. And he is unbelievably strong. He takes the decision calmly. Like his life isnt merely depending into the company which is 100 percent true.

Well, I just wished him good luck. I do believe that this decision is indeed whats best for him and his family. He deserves a better life that he may get outside the company.

Good bye Hulk, we ve always missed you....

Mistake in the Past

Dear good Lord,
I surrender for the fate
Which may break

Dear good Lord
I ve no power
Just only a prayer

Dear good Lord,
Please forgive
All the sins
The wrong deed
The wrong wish
Because I was a basin
Full of sin

Dear good Lord,
I am deeply sorry
For chanting those words
Wish I couldve taken those words
Wish I couldve been fair
I am deeply sorry
For being your very
Ungrateful slave
Which possess lame behave

Sesederhana itu

Aku mencintaimu dengan sederhana

Tak menyanjung kata, tak menyanjung puja
Tak memberi bentuk sempurna

Aku mencintaimu tanpa syarat

Menyisih setiap duri dan karat

Dalam hati yang pernah terluka

Aku mencintaimu dengan sederhana

Dalam untaian doa kepada Sang Pencipta

Aku mencintaimu dengan harap

Pada sang Kuasa dalam setiap itikaf

Untuk mimpi tentang suatu masa

Ketika kita merupakan ridhaNya

Ketika kita merupakan wujud ibadah kepadanya
Ketika kita melahirkan kebaikan tak terhingga

Iceberg Mountain Philosophy

Hi dear, i just got back from development skill training held by my company where I worked. The training was super fun, like u enjoyed every second spent and back home with the high level commitment and positive energy. But one of the takeaway I got from the training was this iceberg mountain term during communication skill session. I ve heard about the term so many times but had no idea what it meant. Its familiar as fenomena gunung es in Indonesian. 

So, what is actually the iceberg mountain is? What is the relation with the communication skill?

Well iceberg is literally a large piece of freshwater ice that has broken off a glacier or an ice shelf and is floating freely in open water.^[1][2] It may subsequently become frozen into pack ice (one form of sea ice). It is derived from A partial loan translation from Dutchijsberg, literally meaning ice mountain,^[3] cognate toDanish isbjerg, German Eisberg, Low Saxon Iesbarg andSwedish isberg. 

If you google the images of the iceberg, most of them shows that the surface is much less smaller than whats beneath the water. Thats true. Because the one tenth volume of iceberg is above the water. The shape of the underwater portion can be difficult to judge by looking at the portion above the surface. This has led to the expression "tip of the iceberg", for a problem or difficulty that is only a small manifestation of a larger problem.(Source: wikipedia). 

The phylosophy of iceberg could be applied into various cases. For example is talent. You just see or realize 10 percent of your potential (remember one tenth portion of iceberg volume which is visible to eyes) and that means you probably never realize or optimalize your 90 percent of your whole talent.

In communication, we might encounter the problem but as far as we could see. And we begin to put assumption and address with incorrect or less effective strategy. Then the seen is the tip of iceberg. How about the unseen? It may happen that the unseen is 90 percent cause of problem.

If we carefully analyse deeply and probing information from various sources, we may attract quite number of possibilities of the root cause. Perhaps that would be quite shocking, because you never guess it before. It is hidden or worse.., its invisible. My trainer told us that we need to see that invisibility to tailor the problem with right stategy. Then how to see the invisible? I havent got clear info about that. But maybe with the total practice to consumer (means you communicate not only to customer but also to the friends, collegue, and the near person of that customer) and develop the personal approachment to them also. We may get some invisible info and dig out the undiscovered  thing.

Inspired or Competitive?

Hi, there... I am in the midst of waiting for the uncertainty. Again? Dont worry, dear. Its job related matter, not personal matter (which u are probably bored bout this).

I took a lil online walk to blog of several friends of kakang and including kakang's blog which isnt catagorized stalking (I hope so). Guess what I found out? Well, they are amazingly creative and smart and inspiring. I often consumed a spare time to read their amazing article. Feeling so bloody cornered and embarassed at the same time. Compared to my blog, their blogs are just like colourful, informative, and well organized. Haha my blog? Its a mess.. People might find it outrageous (including kakang :p. Still shivering for that term), depressing, like being pulled into negative magnitude.

So, because of the deep contrast between theirs and mine, I decide to renovate my blog. Haha. Its a good inspiration of theirs to follow, rite? Hoewever, Just a second after, I felt negative thought striking. Am I being competitive on them? Do I feel insecure because of them? Those negative thought came after I read my personality. My overriding need is Competitiveness... But then, i remember the iceberg mountain. I gotta focus on what the basic need why I want to renovate this. Basic need is I just wanna be useful for people around. I wanna scatter the inspiration and mood booster, pull them into my positive magnitude. Then what about being competitive? Yes, maybe I am. I am racing with them in spreading the good. The more people do the positive things, the better world would be. Rite? Like a well said verse 

"For each [religious following] is a direction toward which it faces. So race to [all that is] good. Wherever you may be, Allah will bring you forth [for judgement] all together. Indeed, Allah is over all things competent"

And yes I am racing.... We all are. Racing toward You. To get Your Love. Insya Allah

http://www.mapmyrun.com/us/carlsbad-ca/

Can you

"Waiting is the sign of true love. Anyone can say I love you but not everyone can see and prove its true"

Untold Prayer

Mungkin tiba saatnya bagiku untuk rehat sejenak, bukan dari rutinitas karena rutinitas tak bisa dielakkan. Tapi dari berbagai kontemplasi hati. Kontemplasi hati yang tidak pernah berujung pada satu muara, melainkan menyabang, meluas, dan tidak menentu.

Aku tidak bisa berbagi kontemplasi itu pada siapapun. Orang orang? tidak mungkin karena aku tahu, itu juga tak akan menenangkanku, mereka mungkin hnya akan berkata "sabar ya". Dia? tentu saja, tak akan ada kepastian. atau mungkin jawabannya akan lebih menyesakkan.

Kemudian, aku merajukkan segala kontemplasi itu pada Pemilik semesta, Pendesain masa depan, dan Pemberi segala kebaikan yang nyata atau masih terselubung.

maka kepada-Nya lah, aku meminta. meminta kejelasan. karena pada-Nya, kontemplasi ini akan terjawab dengan aksi yang nyata, bukan sekedar spekulasi. karena pada-Nya aku mendapat ketenangan, karena dia menjanjikan, jika sesuatu tidak terjadi seperti yg kuharap, maka dia akan menggantinya dengan yg lebih baik. jawabnya mungkin bukan sekarang, mungkin nanti. Seperti apa ini akan berakhir? Bisakah aku bertahan jika ini sama seperti dulu? bisakah aku ikhlas    

Its a farewell, isnt it?v

Uncertainty... Abandonment... How that feels? Why again those flashback hurt my heart, distract my mind, twist my feeling? People says I couldnt move on. I dont know. I dont wanna know either. All I know is I am stabilizing my life. I am the remote of my life, I am!

Terimakasih

Hi, terimakasih sudah kembali mampir di hidup aku. Terimakasih sudah kembali bikin ending yang sama. Terimakasih, karena kamu, aku jadi menyeka sudut mata aku lebih sering sekarang. Terimakasih sudah menjadi ujian agar aku menjadi wanita yang lebih dewasa dan tegar. Doakan, semoga aku lulus. Aku pun mendoakan mu, supaya kamu bertemu dengan seseorang sesuai pengharapanmu dan menjadi yang terbaik untukmu. Aku anggap hilangmu adalah jawabanmu. Aku harap pergimu adalah pamit terbaikmu. 

Kamu tau aku capek? Capek dengan ending seperti ini terus. Doakan agar suatu saat nanti aku menemukan happy endingku. Karena aku sudah capek, capek dengan ketidakpastian

Regards,

Nafas hujan