Yes. Aloneness. But not loneliness. I dont feel pathetic. Dont feel anything. Instead in a part of my mind want this situation.
Truly alone. No my parent. No my brothers. No kanji as the most have takjil in my home. Every year. Everyday except today.
Before my mom go, she has prepared for the menu to me. She fried risoles. And I saw in freezer, there is a bowl of timun iced. They served me. Seriously.
They let me go to bukber with my friends. So why I dont let them go to bukber with the others? Even though, I am aloneness in this home. I dont mind.
But I think I wanna bukber in my bestfriend's home. My neighbor. It os sounds good. I'll bring my takjil. I dunno.
I wanna bukber in this aloneness. I wanna bukber with my best friend's home. Aloneness. Togetherness. Aloneness. Togetherneas. I am confusseeeeddd.
A minute ago my cousin gives me kanji rumbi. No. It is not same with kanji daun is like my mom cook, but it is okay. I am so grateful with menu today. Alhamdulillaaah :)))
So... This is my takjil today. Yummy and deliciouuusss. How could be I feel pathetic, besides Allah love me and gives me this much? :)))
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