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Shoe(s)

The rose, sand glass, and a pair of shoes.

The untold story explains a lot of things I’ve never realize. In the silent night, I close my eyes and say the pray. Believe, believe, believe.

Adalah lucu ketika Uli marah-marah ketika aku absen dari sesi Skype pagi. “I always want to see your today’s outfit. I want to make sure you are cute as always,” katanya.

Adalah aneh setiap Ahmed merongrong Whatsapp dan Viber bila aku hilang tanpa kabar setelah sesi curhat yg panjang. “Hey habibty, I miss you.”, “Don’t you have any story to be shared today?”, “How’s your ex? Are you sure he’s fine?”, “If your male-friend wants you to be his GF, tell him you have a killer-boyfriend from Egypt. You deserve a gentleman.”

Adalah disgusting setiap pengantin baru itu menyapaku, “Halo cantik”, “Neng, gw kangen nonton ama lo”, “Temenin gw beli batik yuk. Lo kan pinter milih”…

Hey universe, what’s wrong with you?? Kenapa mereka yg mampu mengekspresikan betapa aku dibutuhkan? Those shoes don’t fit!

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