Assalamualaikum Wr.Wb
“When you really care about someone, their happiness matters more than yours.”
Another Hi had made me feel that
I was his one and only. Another Hi had completely turned me into someone who
wasn’t me well. “How did a person do that, huh?” that question came up when I
thought that I had must fallen for him at the first time. But, in this era, who
believes in love at first sight? Yeah, right. Unless your eyes are normal and
perfectly completely fine, you must ever felt it. But to me, love at first
sight is a bullshit thing. So, let’s just get going. Hah.
[RE-CALLING]
The SYC LDK
The SYC LDK
That day, I wore purple and you
were still the same with your army backpack. We were very confused with
everything that needed to be completed immediately. Rearranged Jupe’s,
choreographing, harmonizing, supporting to each other, mimicking, singing,
smiling, giggling, thinking, breathing we did those in one time. But, you would
find me listening to ‘Aku Rapopo’ with joy. And I admitted if I did the wrong
thing since they all gave me the ‘What the Hell were you doing?’ look.
We finally had a couple meetings
and we kept gathering and stating the ideas in the same gazebo right in front
of the English Laboratory. Um, and one thing. We called ourselves ‘Koening
Ngambank’. Isn’t that delightdull? Oh no, I mean delightful? You know, that
long slender yellowy floating thing. I am warning you, that’s not a banana. And
that is the last thing on earth you wouldn’t even eat ever. The routines kept
continuing and we always stuck with the rearrangement for Jupe’s. And I
apparently kept enjoying the song while thinking that the rearrangement wasn’t
the major problem. My main problem was, could I even sing it in front of
everyone? I actually didn’t have any confident like I always bent down my head
in math class.
The other day, I remembered him texting me
saying he couldn’t find Chiki Ball with Cheese flavor. And I idiotically
replied that I would find it for him. Yes! You must have seen my YOLO face that
moment. I asked my mom to drive me buying the need-to-be-completed-soon snack a
night after. And you know what was weird? I was home smiling like an idiot
holding a stupid snack and took a picture of it. Wahdehfah. I told him by
texting saying that I had got it for him. He thanked and the text was over.
LDK day had arrived. I wore red
veil, black training pant, and yellow bandana. We (members of Koening Ngambank)
waited for him impatiently. He was late and we almost threw him away in the
river right in front of the school. But we needed him to lead us to a brighter
path. *vomiting*. We couldn't pass the checking thing without him since he was
the one bringing the group needs as the pass code. But he came and LATE. Oh, it
was relieving. So, we finally passed the checking and making a line sitting per
group.
LDK had finally started. I pretty
enjoyed it since it was room with AC, the MC were apparently fantastic, the
games were actually fun but I couldn't really enjoy since there was a game
which needed a knowledge about Indonesian songs and you know how badly I am at
it. I am an Indonesian, but bad at its own culture. Gosh.
-next-
