(KAMU) ya, kamu

Ah sebaiknya saya mengaku saja deh.
Saya punya kesulitan saat menggambarkan bagaimana artinya kamu buat saya .
Rasanya tidak mudah untuk meng-arrange sebuah ataupun beberapa buah kalimat.
Saya coba dengan menggunakan perumpamaan saja bagaimana?
Boleh yah?
Well, read it carefully.

Ini jujur lho. Ini juga agak susah .
*yang jujur saja sulit apalagi yang gak jujur kan?

Kamu.
Kamu adalah empat huruf yang sedang duduk di kanan saya .
Kamu adalah rangkaian tulang belulang yang di balut daging beserta kulitnya .
Dan kabar baiknya, kamu adalah tampan.
Kamu salah satu masterpiece ciptaan Yang Maha Kuasa.
Kamu manis seperti honey chocolate shortcake yang baru saja saya habiskan semenit lalu .
Oh tidak tidak!
Kamu jauh lebih manis dari itu!
Mungkin kamu itu semanis satu sendok sakarin.
Kamu itu seperti selendang pelangi.
Datang setelah saya mendapat kesulitan dalam hidup .
Tapi kadang kamu tidak datang tepat waktu .
Oh tunggu, jangan tersinggung.
Maksud saya begini, kadang kamu datang di saat yang tidak tepat.
Sesaat setelah hujan kan langit tidak selalu menjadi terang.
Jadi ya saya gak bisa ketemu kamu .
Okay, mungkin saja ya..
Malaikat setampan kamu gak diumbar begitu saja di suruh turun ke lapangan oleh Yang Maha Esa.
Iya iyaa.
Akui sajalah. Kamu seperti malaikat.

Kamu buat saya adalah lampu neon di pos hansip yang di butuhkan warga saat ronda.
Kamu adalah remote TV yang benar-benar saya butuhkan saat semua channel menyiarkan entertainment program.
Kamu juga tombol off saat radio memutarkan lagu-lagu melankolis.
Kamu sexy seperti Bumblebee.
Sorry, I mean that you are sexy like Shia LaBeouf not Bumblebee.
Hihihi:D
Ketemu kamu itu sama persis rasanya saat saya menonton Kak Farah Quinn memasak.

Saya sebetulnya gak begitu yakin lho sewaktu kamu mengungkap bagaimana kamu ke saya dan beberapa ekspektasi kamu dengan saya untuk hari- hari ke depan.
Namun saya bersyukur akan hari itu.
Saya sekarang bisa duduk di kiri kamu menikmati sepotong roti manis yang sudah habis dan secangkir coklat panas favorit kita berdua.
Kamu dan saya.

Short story about an Opera Cake

That was the day that we call Syukuran.
Yep. It is such a wedding anniversary of my parents.
That was Thursday. After came from office than go to campus.
Oh my life!
Fortunately i arrived at Kelapa Gading Boulevard and found this cake shop.
The name is Dynamic.
Before pay the whole opera tart, i asked the shopkeepers.
Is it halal or not?
They said its halal. *but i don't see any MUI Halal logos.
Voila. I took the cakes home with debit BCA since i don't have any cash in my pocket even my coin case.
I forgot the time exactly, maybe its about 22:50 i arrived at home.
Yeaa it was close to eleven o'clock.
Mommy was shocked why i arrive home so lately.
Tadaaa...
*bestowing the pack of opera cake

Daddy just smile and close the house gate.




This is the next morning.
Daddy and Mommy.
Keep the love around us.
Muchos luvos!

It was..

It was Friday night, 08.30 PM exactly.
And there were you, who walked beside me.
I decided to go out with you by your car.
We talked everything.
We talked about weather, politics, economic, earth and noon.
We talked about 9 missing students in Gamalama Mountain also.

Okay, it was 08.55 PM and we arrived at Kemang street, south of Jakarta.
You asked me to walk beside you.
But I didn’t. I’ve just walked behind you.

And there we go, Blackcat Jazz lounge.
We were sitting side by side on that furry sofa. You treated me.
You ordered a cup of somethingcinno (I forget the name) and I ordered a glass of mix fruit punch.
We talked everything.
We talked about our each past love story.
We talked about our each family also.

There was a live music performance.
I don’t remember what the band name is.
They played jazz songs, actually.
We were lounging.
We were laughing.
We enjoyed the time.

Suddenly I saw my watch.
It was almost 10!
I asked you to drive me home.
I don’t know whether you were denial to upset or you were really upset immediately to face that was late night already.
I’ve just don’t know.

The car was parked about 20 meters from Blackcat’s gate.
You asked me to join some little running competition with you into the car.
Unfortunately, I saw you were laughing out loud while I was trying to run with those 9 centimeters heels.
I was pretending to slap you with clapping my hands. “Plakkk!!!”
Then you were giggling. I said “Insane!”

Yes, we were on the car.
It was 10.30 PM.
I was singing while you’re driving carefully.
We were singing together with the radio.
We know the song. Train – Marry Me.

You took the steering into McDonalds drive thru way.
You ordered Milo McFlurry for me and 4 BigMacs for my sisters.

Finally, we’re arriving at home. You’ve turned your car slowly.
You grinned at me and then said ‘See ya, dew!’
I blew the right hand while saying ‘Thank you, bradah! Take care!’

I really enjoy to spend the time with you.
Take a walk with you. Just listen to live music with you.
Watch movies with you. Get some culinary journey with you.
Try to get more insane with you.
Yeah, just with you. I know you do.

I write this for you.
You know who you are.