half year and so forth.

To boast a little, like some present couple glorify the "semiannual" of theirs, I publicise today as ours too. Regardless how we end up in this relationship circle--just like the words inside the 13th paragraph of the letter I gave it to you 6 months ago--you'll be the only sweetest porcupine I can securely touch, yes you will always be.

It's okay If I absented myself from the final test of the deutsch sprachkurs, both written and oral. It's okay if I forgot how many chunks of tomatoes I put into my boiling chicken soup. It's okay if I hardly remembered to stop the desire of eating at night. Despite of those kind of things, the date of 5 doesn't escape my notice for every month we've dealt with.

Dear you, my well-loved better half, I cheerily give you the list of things I want to do with you start from the beginning of the rose-pink dawn to the shadowy twilight that I collect into a compilation of Kinfolk's videos I politely grabbed them for some strangers' ports. (P.S. Have a nice short getaway in Kalimantan with your Mum, see you on Tuesday!)

Adani, A.D. (2015). "half year and so forth". Bandung.

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