The Old Friend

That afternoon I was amazed when reading the status of an old friend in YM. 'bidadari jatuh, aku rindu.' Fallen Angel, I miss you.

He was a young poet in Kalimantan, have long disappeared from cyberspace, and suddenly today he appears. Several years ago, we were good friends and often talk about literature and books. He's very idealistic, ambitious and diligent.

And he's adventurous. Truly adventurous.

Last year he was backpacking to Bulgaria alone and stay there for a month. Geez! I'm jealous as hell! I'm curious about the bulgarian after reading The Historian!


After his trip, he was always writing a book and published it by himself in his city. He had a small local publishing company in the city.

Next month, on December, he will go to Nederland, and next year on June, he invited me to go backpacking around Southeast Asia.

Oh oh! Just imagine the beautiful pagodas in Thailand and watching Miss Saigon opera in Vietnam! Kyaaaa, I want it! Hehehe... and of course, he is a fun travel mate because we both have interest in historical objects. It's like backpacking with my friend Ari in Jogja, or with Ridwan, my best friend in Cirebon.

I said insya Allah then. We still dunno what will happen until June, right?

Anyway thanks God... he didn't ask me 'do you miss me too?' Because I don't have an answer at all :)

pict from here