"Eh Kemala, apa kabar? O iya perkenalkan ini istri saya, Kinanti"
"Kinan," ucap gadis berambut panjang itu sambil menjabat tangan Kemala.
"Mala," balas Kemala.
Kemala terus memutar adegan tadi siang. Ia merasa bodoh. Tak seharusnya ia menyapa Rangga. Tidak tanpa seseorang di sisinya. Tidak karena ada perempuan lain di samping Rangga. Tidak karena merasa terlihat sangat bahagia bersama. Seharusnya ia diam saja tadi siang tapi mulutnya bereaksi lebih dahulu dari otaknya.
Ia bodoh. Titik.
Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Thursday, June 04, 2015
Tuesday, May 19, 2015
It has been two years or less since I slept in your room. I tried to avoid entering it since I wanted to savor the feeling of you being around. Sleeping here after you were gone awakening the sadness that I want to avoid. I miss you ... and although I know that insyaAllah you are in a better place, I feel a bit empty, especially since we used to sleep together.
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Saturday, March 21, 2015
A relative offered me to match me with his other relative and I freaked out. Although I only experienced it once, at least that one felt almost normal. It did not suffocate me like I felt when I read my relative's message about bringing the man into my house. Minor detail: the feeling was not mutual. So there it is, my love to French tragic ending turned into reality.
“We are all a little weird and life is a little weird, and when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall in mutual weirdness and call it love” -- Dr. Seuss