Who would have thought that I experienced fire in the building. This is my first time living in an appartement. Of course I never chose appartement when living in Indonesia because it’s a real high risk when the earthquake happen. But here we are placed in an appartement. What got me relieved the first time that we are in the lowest floor so if something happen we will be quickly evacuated. That’s what I thought. Until it really happened. We slept around midnight and abruptly woken up by the noise outside. I thought it was the drunk people just got back from night club or the restaurant next door was doing some deep cleaning. So loud that I had to wake up. My husband peeked outside and immediately said “fire brigade outside, you wait here!” I was just “am I dreaming or what?” I put on clothes, checked outside and saw a few of fire trucks. I checked the other side of the appartement and saw a few of police cars and ambulances. “Oh no, something serious...
Next January 6th will be 8 years you leave us. Today, tonight, suddenly I miss you. I miss you so much. 8 years already. 8 years already I cant see your face, cant hear your voice, and cant do many things with you. God, let him visit me on dream tonight. I really miss him. I just wanna see his face. It's ok I cant hear his voice, I just wanna see his face. Not much. Would you like to let him visit me??