Di kelas Surface Characterization for Thin Film Materials. Saat istirahat.
H: Cuit, dapet sms ga?
C: Sms opo?
Y: Sms promo yang nawarin ringtone.
Lima detik kemudian hape cuit bergetar, isi smsnya: Ingin handphone anda menjeritkan Lagu Bagus dari Kampung Halaman? Tekan ….. kepanjangan, males ngetik.
Lucu ya [ketawa aja ndiri 
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Sometimes she finds she is so emotionally acting, and later she denies it. A bit silly, but I do not judge. I recognize her in the first time we met, and it was a very long time ago. I’ve seen her grown up, and what a woman she is now.
Anyway, I remember she told me a few months ago. She said,”C, I’m in love. But I don’t dare to give it away.” I am not an expert in such a love-thing, and I just listened. I knew that was exactly what she needed. She does not easily trust people, so self-centered, kind of annoying, but on the other side, she’s the most brilliant girl I’ve ever known. I admire her, sincerely, for every choice she made by herself, because of her courage to make her own way of life. She’s bold. really.
But sadly, I see she cries a lot lately. I know, ups, I knew, actually. And because I have no real solution, suggestion, or any kind of it, I cannot help her. I realize that her problem is not a mathematical problem which can be solved even with tedious manipulation, nor social study case that can be explained using real time data statistics. I know she’s hurt, and I understand that the choice she made even makes it worse. But how can I help? She’s not listening to me, oh like I have something to say, but anyway, she just manages herself close to others.
She has a heavy burdening. And she cannot spare the pain. She’s dying inside, trying to gain her own strength.
And I am witnessing her tears, again, in this very moment.
what they said...