Journey of Life

2 months ago, hadid bought me a sketchbook. I love drawing, that's one of my hobby beside writing. Less practicing makes me become stagnant. So, i told him, i need sketchbook so i can practice well. So, here it is. I have my own sketchbook. Before, i used to draw in a piece of papers or in the space of my textbook or my notebook then the papers gone and i dnt have any collection left and i don't know the progress. Skecthbook can collect of my ideas and i want to be a professional illustrator someday. I should practice hard to make my wishes come true.  these are some drawings. "father" Peace in Loneliness Pinokio Watching the romantic couple Sleeping Cat The queen of Darkness Baby's Room Happiness Time to sleep Haura "original" Haura "adobe edited"

i remember it clearly. The moment when i start learning to read. I could read when i was five. My brothers introduced me to some chidren's book stories. Lotta, written by Astrid Lindgren is one of them.Yeah the first book's story.  I still remember every detail of the story and it was all fun. Although i don't know where is the existence of the book that my brother handed to me (the book is gone) maybe someone borrowed it and forget to hand it back or tsunami swept it away), it is still longlast in my memory. I want to read it again and more, i just don't know how. I ve tried to browse and search the PDF or the ebooks, But it failed. I dnt have much money or time to buy it. i wish i can read it again someday. These are the books i want to read so bad :-(  i miss my childhood so i need those books :( ( i have to buy it someday and keep it in my bookcase and not allow anybody to take it away from me again).

Sighless, loss in my own smile. i could have slept. Times keep moving slowly and the tic toc sounds was tingling in my ears. i ve been waiting and counting hours. it doesn't take that long. I need half more hours to say something. It is not kind of celebration. it just a saying. I am not gonna say good nite or i love u. I just wanna say "Happy anniversary" . Thanks for the unconditional love. For everything that we ve been through for years. We fight, we hurt, we cry, we hate, we have lots of problems. but i am sure we love each other still. I dnt know, would it be everlasting? the point is right here and right now, i stand up still with the feeling. It is warm and lovely. It almost gone, but i would not let it go. 

Saat malam mengubah benderang jadi gulita, pergantian datang begitu cepatnya. Esokpun tiba, bergulir sedemikian rupa. Terbit, terbenam, gelap pun menyapa. Eloknya gemitang dan rembulan kerap jadi dayang-dayang sang kegelapan, setia menemani hingga surya hadir . Seharusnya aku beristirahat . Ini sudah gelap. Ini Malam. Lepaslah lelah. Buang semua penat. Tidur. Istirahat. Ada bintang yang temani, ada bulan yang bernyanyi ada lolongan anjing yang menakuti-nakuti supaya engkau segan keluar lagi. Ayo kemari. Aku gelap.Aku tempatmu beristirahat. Kemarilah. peluk aku dan tidur. Mungkin besok saat mentari menyembul dari ufuk timur, kau kubiarkan mengembara setengah hari. Sejauh apapun kau pergi, aku yakin kau akan kembali. Kau butuh gelap untuk istirahat. Aku gelap. Kau butuh aku. Kembalilah cepat. Meringkuk disampingku. Akan ku hapus lelahmu agar besok kau bisa sambut pagi dengan ceria.

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