its here..its true..i listen to it

conversation take place in a small restaurant..really small..but the porridge is awesome...
conversation between 2 best friends, between sisters,between a wonderful company.

the story is about love..what else...

with side dishes : 1/2 bowl chicken porridge special, 2 tea`s and cigarette to help the enourmous words.

the clock is 11 PM ...an hour to midnite...


i ..literally cried on my way home...a lot of feelings not mixed verywell with the porridge..:)

listen to this :

my best friend been together with her boyfriend...( on..off..hang..on..off ..hang in so many times) for 7 years..crossing the boundaries that they had. crossing religion, crossing tribe..crossing character..all the laugh,all the cry,all the confusing things a long the way.. the other man,the other woman.. i`m with the story in their journey.

but nothing makes me more happy and sad at the same time up untill last nite.

she told me ... the quarrel they had along the way.. after 7 years this is the worst war i`ve heard and the most beautiful corny movie scene i`ve ever imagine.. so..Indonesia drama...:))

but they finally agreed that they love each other...and how those love prooved that everything can be discussed,can be argued,can be found a long the way...even somewhere a scars shown,a wound can`t be heal...but heart can`t lie...the only true and sacred and pure is could never be hurt.

the acceptance are the most important thing for one another..the comfort zone you`ve been build from scratch to make the castle of love.

i`ve never been more touched and more highly doze of cry...listening part by part of the stories...
not until on my home...

am i not fight enough for the one that i love?
am i not worth to fight for the one i love?

or is it by the power of love everything can be workout?

how many scars should take place on this celebration glory of love?


i have no idea...but i know...i listen..i watch..i take part in this great love story....
and i`m so happy for them..so happy and envy...:))



you have showed me...the feminine side of our world...a love that truly has been good to you...

the chicken porridge somehow doesn`t full me...i`m still craving a love that`s just simple and comforting just like our conversation to midnite...

*cong...i`m happy for you..next year cong...you`ll get a new title...and that`s the last time i will wear my bridemaids gown.*