I Could Cry

At last I could cry. Met with my besties tonight in a coffee shop in Fatmawati area. Since Mbul passed away, I've been too busy with our last event so I didn't have time to grieve properly. I couldn't cry freely. Always in silence at the office. I barely went home last week. I had no personal space.

Last event handled by us had been executed, and I wanted to catch up with my life. At least, meeting and having some quality time with my best friends. So I called them and asked to meet right after I finished my job. I arrived first at Blooms and waited for them while perusing Batman's Facebook account and staring at his pictures. I miss him so much. I put his favorite music looping on my Nokia. He looked so healthy in those pictures. And the smiles and expressions, they're all just so Mbul. Why did you have to go, Mbul?

Almost an hour later, Menik and Kucil arrived. They sat, and I couldn't keep myself together anymore. I cried on their shoulders. I cried and cried and cried. Didn't care who saw us. I didn't know what to do anymore. All tears just poured out. All my kept up feeling exploded just like that. But I could only cried. Damn you, Mbul. Only you could make me feel like this. By your death...

Menik, Kucil, thanks for being there. I missed you both.
Hugs and kisses...