Monday

A boy next door, true story.

It was nights ago, I had a small chat with a neighbor who is better known now as a friend of a best friend of mine. I found it was just funny and don't know why thought I need to write it down, so it can be kept here, since it's a very rare thing to happen. A little thing sometimes means a lot, haven't I told you?

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X
: Gue sempet pangling ngeliat lo, walaupun cuma foto sih. Abis beda banget.
Y: Hahaha, lucu ya rumah deketan tapi ga pernah nyapa. Sombong sih lo!
X: Enak aja sombong. Dulu gue kalo lagi main bola sering ngeliat lo tapi ga tau namanya siapa. Hahaha.
Y: Main bola? Hmm ga pernah liat, gue seringnya liat lo markir mobil deket tukang nasi uduk situ. Iya sih, dekil.
X: Makanya, pas temen gue bilang punya temen namanya Nisa, gue ga tau. Tapi dia bilang si Nisa itu tau gue. Hmm...
Y: Kok pede?
X: That's a fact!
Y: Yah ketauan deh, hahaha.
X: Tuh kan ngaku juga.......

He is fun actually, I guessed first he was a kind of trying-to-be-cool guy. Hahaha, seriously kidding. The point is that surprisingly, you can live your whole life not realizing who's been living actually close with you. Or am I that ignorance? Hahaha dunno. But as I started to think that the 'main bola' and 'tukang nasi uduk' phrase is the best part at all, eventually we've grown up already. What a childhood memory!

Keep calm and let the universe shows its way to talk to you. :)