Minding Kikie

He spoke of a woman. One of his dream. The most perfect woman, he said. She is smart, that he listens to her. She is wise, that he admires her. She is talkative, that he finds it comfortable with her. She is nice, that he respects her. She is funny, that he adores her. She is pretty, that he likes it she doesn’t have to wear make up. She is sexy, that he stated the fact three times in one minute. She is sexy, that his voice gets excited when he mentioned it again for the forth time. She is sexy, that his eyes light up when he mentioned it again for the fifth time. She is sexy, that he admires how her figure doesn’t change after all the pregnancies. She is sexy, that he used to want her (maybe he still does). When he speaks of her, he speaks of someone from the past. One, so admirable in all her deepest thoughts that leave him in awe. When he speaks of her, he speaks of his dream. One, so impressive in how she looks from head to toe. When he speaks of her, he speaks of a perfect woman. ...

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finally.. glances. smiles. all out in the air. :)

A New Chapter has just begun.. ...look forward to having a wonderful journey.

Hari ini cuti lebaranku sudah dimulai (puih! akhirnya.. I really need this holiday). Pagi ini aku mulai dengan ikut sahur terakhir (tahun ini) sama mama dan adek2. Seru banget, ketawa-ketawa bareng. Ramadhan kali ini, somehow, berbeda dengan tahun lalu. Tahun lalu dengan berpulangnya Bapak membuat Ramadhan menjadi lebih sedih, walaupun lebih khusyuk rasanya. Ramadhan tahun ini, terasa lebih ringan. Lebih gembira. Kita sekeluarga terasa sudah kembali 'normal' dan terbiasa dengan ketidakberadaan Bapak. Terbiasa memang, namun terkadang, kerinduan yang dalam akan kehadiran si Bapak sangat menusuk hati. Mungkin 'terbiasa' bukan kata yang tepat untuk itu, kata yang tepat adalah mencoba melupakan bahwa Bapak sudah tidak ada. Mencoba berpikir bahwa mungkin saja Bapak saat ini sedang ada di mesjid, sedang i'tikaf seperti yang biasa dia lakukan saat Ramadhan. Saya ingat satu kejadian di Ramadhan kali ini yang membuat rasa rindu saya ke Bapak semakin menusuk-nusuk. Hari Sabtu ...