Hello August, We Meet Again..

it was in the middle of August, when someone surprisingly chat me on G+’s hangout;

“hey, i read a lot of post on your blog, you seems like a nice person, it seems good if we meet in person”

there you were.. entering the cafe looking for a best table to spot me. there i was.. taking a picture of you entering the cafe from second floor of my office.

2 minutes later.. me went down the stairs, crossing the street, plug in my earphone into my phone, put on my ears without playing anything, walking to the cafe, face down, trying to be relax that i will meet someone i never meet before.

there was me..taking the chair, and sit.. still, face down. counting 1, 2, 3, 4, in my heart and you were came in 5 seconds. taking a chair in front of me..

“milt..milta..!”

and the story goes..he is the person i finally marry with.

it was in the end of August, our so-called first date, 1 week from the first meet. rode your motorcycle around the city, went to the crowded of Braga, offered shalat at Mesjid Agung,  shared stories under the lights of Braga, went to vintage art shop, went to vintage cafe and shared food.

never know that Allah has written his name to be one of beautiful people who will coloring my life. can not believing how wonderful Allah has planned our meeting in a such beautiful and perfect time, perfect place. still can’t believe how beautiful it was.

 

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The Monophones – Rain of July

I’m standing here in the sky of july
With the blue and cloudy sky
With the land there’s dry

The sun its burning all of the land
Turn the stone into the sand
Leave my world in pain

Dear sunshine would you give of your time
To give the cloud chance when the dream has so blind
Dear sunshine why don’t you understand
All I need is only rain to wash away all the pain

The sun its burning all of the land
Turn the stone into the sand
Leave my world in pain

What should I do at least for a try
To pick a piece of yours being rain of july
Or should I flying high to the sky
To pick a piece of yours being rain of july

How can I release my pain
All my world will lost in vain
If the rain will not to fall
In the sky of july

I can see you
Thought I can’t have you
I can feel you
Is everything has a meaning
For all those days I’ve been trying
And here I’m keep on waiting

Dear sunshine would you give of your time
To give the cloud the chance when the dream has so blind
Or should I flying high to the sky
To pick a piece of yours being rain of july

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…welcome to my heart, Radityo...

p.s : not even a single picture of him will be shown here, because he is too dashing and i wont let you look into his beautiful eyes..he is limited only for me.

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