yap! That’s title should be representatively the
things I will tell you guys this chance J about my Besties. About a person who never let me
go. About the person who always stay in my heart. About the person that takes
the place in my heart after my moms and dad and lovely sissy and brother. My
BEST EVER FRIEND. Nur Alfianti Hidayah.
She is my principal best friend
ever. She is the strongest reason why I grateful of being 92-lines.
She is the strong reason why I keep surviving in this life ( besides my
mom and dad of course!) . Oh My GOD! She is really rocks! She is the other
magical that happened to my life J
19 November. The day I really happy
about. The day that should be really fun and enjoyable and fascinating and
perfect for me. Should be. indeed. But all the feeling I can feel is : SAD and
mourn at. I can’t celebrate it with anybody anyway L. Not like the other birthday that ever been
happened to me, this is the worst one. Didn’t get any present ( gift ), didn’t
get any congratulate from anyone, but the worst is I got my self sank by the
sorrow because my parent wasn’t there to spend the time with me even 1 day,
just on my birthday L.
But I feel like, that must to be a reason. I believe that GOD has the strongest
reason of treating me like this.
Not long after all, my mom and dad
congratulate me. It made me realize that I always get the congratulate from
them on my birthday but I never really meant it. I never pay any attention on
it. I never appreciated it. Damn me! But with this distance, I slowly grow up
and grateful of being separated of them. I believe in GOD and I will always do.
I found out why the separated-fate has to be happened. It’s to make me more
mature. It’s to make me open my heart and my eyes of all the affections that I
always get from my parents and all the people that love me. They send me the
gift and a latter from my sissy. Maybe it sounds really childish and
ridiculous. But I love receiving the letter from them. I love being childish
this way J
that latter makes me realize that they love me more than I ever find out.
I got so many congratulate then from
my relatives, from my friend, from my high school’s friend. And from her. My
bestie. She’s the first one who congratulated me. She called me at (maybe)
12.00 AM, and I really happy to hear that. And after 2 days passed. I got a
packet. The sender said it was from my hometown. He said it was from someone in
Mataram. My first assessment is, it was from my mom or dad, but the strange one
is : they never talk about that on the phone. Not once. They never say that
they send me a packet. i looked at that “thing”. The wrap was beautiful. Look
like it was a Birthday present. And I saw the text in the cover that spelt my
name and my address. I was shocked. I was really familiar with those
hand-writing. I’m really sure. Swear in life and dead. I said to myself “this
couldn’t be from her” but it really is. I opened it. And I lovely shocked that
she sent me beautiful lady’s bag. Really cute!
Thanks ayaQ, you are the God’s
present to my life :*
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