Friday. 20:24 PM. Jakarta.
Birdie, Kemang.
Is it too early? I didn’t think so. I knew this beer house from a friend of mine. So So, that was how my friend rate this place. But, worth it to try. Like tonight, I have no place to go, no friends to hang out with and no idea. After driving through what we called weekend euphoria, finally i decided put my ass here, crap! This city is just too much tired as a witness of shit. They called Sin City, where every part of sins come and pour here. But I’d rather call this heavenly hell than sin city. Without using your mind, you will join the first team. Why? Ask God. LOL. Wine? Sure.
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Jum’at. 20:25. Jakarta.
Aku sudah mendarat kembali di kota seribu masalah. Ups, no offense ya! Hahaha.. Aku hanya berpikir dari semua keadaan yang terjadi di negeri ini, banyak yang tak terselesaikan, lalu menguap begitu saja begitu tiba di tempat ini. Iya, di atas sana, di bagian penguasa wilayah. Hey? Kenapa aku jadi jurnalis begini. Hahaha…
Alana Pramaditha :
Hey, penikmat senja.
Aksata Nararya Adyatma :
Hey, wanita usia senja 😀
Aku selalu tersenyum dengan respon manusia satu ini.
Alana Pramaditha :
Apa kabar langit Jakarta seminggu kutinggal begitu saja?
Aksata Nararya Adyatma :
Tampak aman tak berawan. Mungkin kedatangan lo membuat cuaca berubah hahaha…
Alana Pramaditha :
Ah, dasar! Hahaha.. kalau begitu aku adalah Storm. Pengubah cuaca. Hahaha…
Aksata Nararya Adyatma :
Lo? Storm? Oke. Gue pembaca berita bagian cuaca. Jangan kacaukan suasana saat gue bacakan prediksi. Bisa dipecat gue karena ulah lo hahahaha…
Alana Pramaditha :
Aku ketinggalan sesuatu sepertinya?
Aksata Nararya Adyatma :
Nggak. You didn’t miss anything. Not one. Trust me.
Alana Pramaditha :
See you Monday.
Aksata Nararya Adyatma :
😀
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I was replying her BBM while I started to draw some sketch in a paper. This is ever happen several years ago, explained your imagination into an image, transform it, then it would not just described but also spoke the way its look like. Same like us. People might be seeing you as another figure than the look you have shown around. Me? I’m too tired to waste my time to think about how people see me. I Have my own way 😀
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Sepertinya aku butuh berlibur. Meliburkan pikiran.
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I am thinking about escape. Some place.
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Aksata Nararya Adyatma :
Ujung genteng?
Tiba-tiba aku mendapatkan BBM dini hari darinya.
Alana Pramaditha :
Minggu?
Aksata Nararya Adyatma :
Deal. I’ll pick you up. Be well prepare.
Alana Pramaditha :
Oke. See you, Night.
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