Today, I went to Jakarta. I’ll spend my weekend with him, my love. At 4.30 pm the train brought me to Gambir. At 7.30 pm, I arrived. I saw him there. I was so happy. He also carried a chocolate bread and a pack of tea in his hand for me. He knew I was thirsty.
On our way home, I said that I was going to sick of the dust. Yep, we rode a motorcycle. I said: “Yang, lain kali aku harus pake masker deh. Aku mulai mual ngebauin asap kendaraan.” Can you guess what he did? Did he say yes? Or said yes then looked for a shop to buy a mask for me? Yep, the second one. Sweet, isn’t it? He’s so sensitive and usually (often) knows the best for me.
Okay, prepare yourself to get jealous.
I should sleep alone in his room. We’re not getting married yet so, we should sleep separately. You know what, I was so frightened. I have a trauma about sleeping alone in someone else’s room. I said to him not to leave me before I fall asleep. Yuppp… he was still in the room. Rubbed my shoulder and my arm nicely, heavenly, tenderly, till I slept.
I love him!
- Ash -