Well, di malam nyepi dimana Bali yang gelap berubah menjadi Audoditorium bintang so you can see million of stars up above, suddenly 2 falling stars remind me of bunch of people..

This is a story about them.. bunch of people so young, so evil tricky, so naive and so weird sekumpulan orang-orang yang aneh nan idealis menyatu dalam bowl of premordial soup, hm.. normal people used to call it ‘friendship’

the story…

Hidup yang aku alami sekarang ini membosankan, tentu saja… setelah mengalami apa yang namanya broken home, marijuana, ganja, penculikan alien, ditangkap polisi, perkelahian antar geng, upaya pembunuhan dan berbagai scene kematian tragis penuh darah kaya yang aku alami tentu saja kamu akan berpikir kalau bekerja dengan duduk didepan layar monitor dengan gaji jauh diatas UMR adalah sesuatu yang membosankan…

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Once upon a time in my life when I was a kid, I’ve read a children book called “The Missing Pieces“, but my first impression was “This is Stupid” But then I grow up, know life, know love, hurt by it, hurt someone because of it and start to understand “How deep” are the meaning of “The Missing Pieces” book.

So few years later, I tried to look for that book, but somehow I only find the sequel “The Missing Piece Meet The Big O“

The Missing Piece Meet The Big O

Missing piece is the triangle-shaped-character, while Big-O is the round one

The Missing Pieces….

Dulu pernah baca kisah kaya gini di sebuah buku sastra lokal, cuma aku lupa judulnya apa (buat yang tau pleeease inform me, I desperately seek for that book), well ini my transliterasi dari apa yang aku inget (plus dramatisasi gayaku kali ya?)

(Without Boy Girl) Moon And Stars

continue to the story

Azalea, Azalea…. Azalea is a beautiful girl, that stole attention, unlike moon that only reflecting Sun’s light. Azalea is a Sun. Hmm.. Maybe I exaggerating it too much, but Indeed she’s a Sun.

A lot of people will admire her…. There’s something about her presence that engulfing people with calmness… because she always smiling. But a lot of people too will envy on her… because there’s something about her presence that steal attention

Envy… that’s a word people will ‘reflect’ on their eyes… Specially woman… there’s something in woman’s gene about jealousy and competition…

She is born beautiful? So what? Her soul is also beautiful? So what?

If they know that there are pains inside that beautiful look, if they know how much her ‘smiling’ face cries at night. They would not look her in ‘Envy’ anymore… in fact they would love her… fell the need to protect her from those pains…

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