Posted by: spunkier on: October 7, 2011
My brother had just asked the PLN’s number of my dad’s house.
Suddenly I miss him. Regretful.
And here I am, on a black big couch, at a big building in the center of Jakartah, trying to hide my tears…
Okay, I did it with well.
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