#Day 18: Man that had taken Mine
Selasa, Maret 18, 2014 |
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It is so damn hard for me today, actually,
when I have to tell you about what kind of person that could make me fall in
love with. Oh, okay. You have to know, I’m not that kind of girl whose easily
make a confession about their feeling, especially in love, or write something
about their love-story with their boyfriend in blog, but, yeah, I’m trying to
be like them today. As the wish of the challenge’s theme today is five ways to win your heart. Pft.
Hahaha.
Oh, I just laugh to hide my
reddish-like-tomatoes-color face. I’m still trying instead of runaway like a
princess, then. Maybe I’m not gonna write them in point but, yeah, as usual,
I’ll insert them into my story. You know, like a code that you have to solve by
yourself to catch my heart. I’m gonna make it harder than any other girl does. #Sekarepmu, Ma!
So, a couple days ago (I don’t know,
lately, I like to take ‘a couple…’ when I write because it sounds… cute!) it
was a long weekend-holiday and one of my high school friends, Uzy, came to
Yogyakarta. She continues her study in Semarang now, and she went to Yogyakarta
by motorcycle with her boyfie. I mean, yeah, just two of them.
I just can’t imagine the feeling, because I
never do that, but I know how romantic it was. Like you can hold him in your
arm while the wind breeze in your ear. Like you can count the car or motorcycle
which passed by to tell him how much love that you have for him. Like, yeah
lovebird. I have no idea but maybe after I finish this post, I have to find a
boy that will ask me to go on travelling with him, all over the world. Then has
a knee to ask me to marry him, yeah, lol.
Then Uzy, Ema, Vira and I made some reunion
little-gossiping-forum what so called as reunion as we used to go to the same
senior high school. We started our gossip-time with the condition of our school
nowadays, about the teacher, about the silly thing we used to (always) do, how
we do miss the atmosphere in high school, the relationship of this guy with
that girl, and yeah, everything just runs out like a throwback.
But when they start talking about their own
relationship, they cute-boyfie, I kept listening.
I’ve been told to you before, I’m not that
kind of girl that can easily show her love-feeling off to other. Yes, I’m so
extrovert-expressive-and-have-a-high-emotional-gesture person, but if it was
about the feeling with a man that could make me fell in love with, ugh, I never
talk to everyone I just met. Maybe I’m too careful to choose someone to talk
with, or I’m just too shy, or maybe I just don’t wanna make them jealous
because I have a super-boyfriend, like no one. What an arrogant me. Hahaha.
As they started to compare, I mean how they
date, the more I feel lost of tract of being a good girl. They told me, before
dating they need extra-time which is called as girls-time. They said, it is a
time when you need to scrub your body, each part of yours, make sure your hair
arranged perfectly, the color of your nail polish are cute, or your dress isn’t
muss. And when you finish, voila! you’re
gonna look so gorgeous than before.
Then, I asked myself: If this would work at me since me always in a mess appearance? Will I
ever look pretty?
But because I’m too scared if the answer is
no, so I stopped asking.
During the journey of my love-story (hahaha
I can’t stop laughing when wrote them!), I think, I don’t need any girls-time
or whatever before meet up with my man. I never put on any make up over my
face, that red lipstick even makes you look sexy, that annoying mascara. Somehow
I just wear my noticeable-shirt, with long trouser (but, now I always wear my
skirt), and veil with the same color.
Okay. I said never, but didn’t really
never. Yeah, I ever wanted to be more beautiful in our anniversary, but he said
that I don’t look so different when he saw me felt inconvenience with my
hijab-style or something hang on my body at that time. So, why I have to struggle
by myself to become a different girl than usual? Maybe, that’s why I love him,
as long as he did this.
Then, they complained about Indonesian
people characteristic that stick up at their boyfies, ngaret. I know how hard to be them, like, you have already prepare
everything in detail for your special appointment, but the person that you
waiting for are coming up so late.
But for two of us, the person that always,
I mean really, yes always ngaret is
me, instead of him. Sometimes, to move from his grumble away, I blame that he
just arrived too early and I haven’t already finished my stuff yet. Hehehe. I’m
safe!
Maybe like other lovebird, we ever change
our relationship status in Facebook from single
to in a relationship, still send
that three-word I-love-you thing to reply the messages, invitation to have
dinner together or go to bookstore, a you-look-beautiful-today whisper, happy when
his hand in mine and a bunch of butterfly in my tummy when we stare each other.
Ew, yeah, we also often fighting because of something silly which we make by
ourselves, but yeah, he always makes my world so wonderful.
Because of what he did, actually it is
normal but with me it becomes romantic (ha-ha!), I often feel that I just gave
him a-yes-answer when he proposed me to be his girl yesterday, instead of
almost 4 years relationship.
So, yeah, thanks to you.
Yogyakarta, 28 April 2014
Sorry for the long post. Uh, I’m gonna feel
worse now, lol.
4 COMMENTS
Awesome post
BalasHapusReading this whole post makes me smile and my head nodded
Keep istiqamah!
Being mainstream (as other girls) is too boring nowadays, you know
:)
Hahaha just because i cant be that fabulous girl actually :p
Hapusaiihhh~ in every single sentence i just imagine how it feels.. it make me smile, then. :))
BalasHapusHehehe i didnt know what ive done.
HapusHello, there! Welcome to harianiseng. Have you travel around here a lot, and get lost? Make sure to pay a visit later! Love.