That girl part 7

To that girl, a scar was like falling into deep water.
Those people who don’t know the depth of that scar just wonder why she can’t swim out.
There are so many people who are rude to a other's scar.
She didn’t want to hear such empty words. At least one person… from one person…

That girl part 6

That girl believes that fate is when the thread of her heart connects quietly with another's.
She thinks that invisible string is what allows people to feel and understand each other, even with the smallest vibration.
That girl feels uneasy when one heart suddenly gets mixed together with lots of different ones.
So fate, please.. don't pull my heart so hard...

That girl part 5

When she goes out into the world, that girl becomes invisible.
When she gets pushed out aside by shoulders, stepped on by feet, stuck in between the lines, she feels like she doesn't invisible in the world. So she hid in her room. That small room was soft and comfortable.
Like a nest to a bird that's injured it wing.
In that space, that girl can breathe freely.
She never once missed the outside world or dreamt of it. At least until now...

mumbling

Today was tired. Would you just skip tomorrow?

pasti bisa

Kalau orang yang sangat kalian percaya sudah berkata kalian tak bisa, siapa lagi yang akan kalian percaya?
Hari ini, hanya butuh kalimat "kamu pasti bisa, bisa!" toh ngomongnya gratis kok.

That girl part 4

“What is your truth? Answer honestly"
Whenever someone asked her that, she kept her mouth shut.
When unwrapped from its wrapping paper of lies, the truth is not a sweet candy or a chocolate that appears with a flourish.
In the way that skin is needed to protect blood and flesh, she needed lies to cover her truth.
More than being honest and exposing her scars, that girl found it safer to lie with a brilliant smile.

That girl part 3

People who thinks that they can just grab the hand of happiness when it’s offered to them. How happy must they be? That girl becomes nervous when she is too happy. 
To that girl, happiness is like a child’s game of blowing bubbles. 
The moment when she touches the bubbles that float her way carrying the light of the rainbow, they burst. 
In front of happiness, that girl always gives up, before the hand is even offered.

That girl part 2

Her mouth is like a broken faucet in a mountain village. 
When it’s needed, no one comes out, and in the middle of a silent night it flows on its own.
In that moment, all the words she could not speak come pouring out belatedly. 
She vows, Next time, I should answer like this, I should make this retort. 
That girl speaks the most impressive lines when she’s alone.

That girl part 1

How timid and frail is unrequited love? 
A place you entered of your own accord, but you’re trapped inside, unable to find an exit. 
He doesn’t know a thing, and could one day leave my line of sight, and the love ends passively. 
A love that does not bloom flowers, and thus cannot dream of bearing fruit. 
A love like a seed that is forgotten. That is unrequited love.

Supir taxi

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh.. hayo jawab salam wajib bagi muslim! Puah, finally I am back. Maaf ya, blog! abisnya banyak banget social med jadi  bingung-,- tapi, kali ini aku padamu dulu ya haha :p

Anyway, why am I back? (Bosan ngetweet:p) Nope, I feel pressured few days ago. Pengaruh umur kah? hmm well, menua itu pertanda baik, dikasih hadiah setaun buat memperbaiki setahun kemarin :)

New year? Nothing to tell, really. Plain, but grateful :)

Sore itu, di dalam taxi kami bertiga memulai percakapan mengenai setelah kelulusan. Sekarang ini, topik itu jadi Trending Topic di kelas. Gampang nanya, "Abis lulus mau kemana?" maunya dijawab paling kuliah atau ga kerja dulu deh. Tapi, malah diam lama dan jawab "pengen birrul walidain dulu" mereka jawabnya dengan tawa saya juga ikut ketawa ga tau kenapa. Yang pasti, setelah itu "Birrul walidain kan banyak, kuliah juga birrul walidain" kata supir taxi yang membuat kita diam. "Pengen yang full buat orang tua, yang emang dilakukan cuman buat orang tua gitu pak" kata saya. Supir taxi nya malah jawab, "Anak pertama yah? Pantasan pemikirannya kayak gitu" dan kami tertawa kebingungan.

P.S: Padahal, dalam hati waktu itu pengen bilang " ih bapak kok tau?" Si bapak bakalan jawab apa yah, itu yang bikin saya bingung :D