In an hour from now, I will be sitting on a carpet in my Aunt Evy's house, somewhere in the eastern outskirts of Jakarta.
In random moments that occur while I sit and pretend to pay attention to whatever topic of conversation is brought up by the members of my extended family (Oldman's side),
I will be asked/told:
-In what class/semester are you now?
-What major are you taking?
-Wow, you're now as tall as/slightly taller than your father!
-You've already grown a mustache, ey? (seasonal)
Silently, I'll ask:
-Why do you guys always say the same things and ask the same questions?
-R
1 comment:
basa-basi itu ah namanya, penting dalam menjaga silaturahmi biar kesannya care,,haha semua orang pasti mengalami
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