a missed call

a blcak thing looks like a tube. I mean  a thin rectangle black thing  (read hp) was laying on my thigh. I was looking at that thing time after time. I was waiting for the answers: a Bae’s respond. Recently, a conversation with him is one of the thing I want the most a whole day, even meet him much more than that.

            I do not know why but it feels so much much nice. It carries so much positive vibes in my life. Yesterday, I commented on his photos. Did you know how many time I thought for sending that comment or not? Haha. Even I didn’t count for that. I was asking to him. I mean I was asking his suggestion should I comment or not. Actually I’ve said what I waant to comment on his photos to him, he said ‘yes, please’. Haha. I didn’t believe that he said yes. I wrote that he was speaking in Palembang tongue. That was the most brave thing I ever do when commented. Hiks. In fact, I do not want to be some of them who just only comment on photos. I dont want to. I mean, I dont want to be part of the girl who only leave a comment on his photos. It is meaningless if there is no me in his heart, I realized that.

            I do believe him. As much as my father believe in me. The positive vibes grow up much more day by day. I can’t stop it. I admit it. I confess it. I claim to be with him. I pray God so much for it. May Allah swt gives His blessings as soon as possible, after my graduate, 1.5 years later. Aamiin. A dream doesn’t wrong, does it?

            Back to a thin black rectangle thing, i was looking at the screen: no answer. I started to speculated. Maybe he was with his friends even my chat was ceklis. I tried to sleep. A missed calls up. It was about 30 minutes later. I was calling him back but he was busy. As usual, maybe a call from his aunt or he was calling his father. Well, it was okay. I am happy if he is calling his father. I even asking for that sometimes. But... it was okay-lah yah. I am writing this and leave a thin black rectangle thing behind me. Starting to organize my blog.