L’Amour JUNE

hello-june

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

& everybody,

Happy Ramadan Kareem.

 

This year got to be a different from last year at 2016. Why?

I was taking a long rest from working. Target to get working officially in the end of July.

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A new flyover in Penang. Date 01/06/2016

I was trying to writing this around 10pm at June 1st, 2017. Unfortunately, too much attraction to other things and a lack of focusing, there is no guarantee for publish on the first June, Sadly. There is no formatting on these writing.

I was on Facebook about 3 days before and got notification about someone birthday. Oh! On the 2nd of June is my friend’s birthday, I got to wishing him a birthday. Not like last year were I got to be friend with him at Facebook after his birthday. He was my first foreign friends. I do not know how to describe this relationship because he was a vendor at my workplace. He was engineer from the company that build the machine for my workplace. My former workplace. Bye-bye!!

Not finish yet, he was a real foreign friends. He from Japan. “Kon’nichiwa!!”

How could be the real friend? Real friends for me is you could meet him face to face, having a conversation and exchange something and holding hand. Ops!! Hold hand?!! Really??? ha-ha. It’s something unexpected happen. That it’s!

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I found this at machine, I appreciate art. Date 01/06/2016.

About a conversation, with my English is limited and not fluently and him as a Japanese, from what I know they very appreciative of mother tongue. I so sure he couldn’t be hearing what I said with the noisy environment at the workplace. However, I think a messaging is good conversation too. This is unexpected happen, I was dare to get his phone number. Yeah! I don’t think about the other things. Besides, I need a friend that time and not for something. He is Japanese, for me I cannot see Japanese people every day. How could I resist myself for not to get knowing people from different country in real life? so this is opportunity. I go to him with my heart beat something weird feel inside and felt so nervous. I ask him a phone numbers, he look shock. Of course, people will shock when strangers like me ask him a phone numbers. Really dude! Phone numbers, a private joke right? Not a jokes for me asking him a phone number. I already with my pen but not something to write on. Consider that I will not get his phone numbers, it’s okay that I don’t bring a piece of paper. I understand that, this situation isn’t right. Instead, he takes my left hand.

OMG! My hand is cold, my heart stops and I was like a statue. He writes phone numbers on the gloves which I am wearing, so my hand clean from ballpoint pen ink. At that times, I believe that I have been to another gigantic galaxy. Finish he writing a phone number, I said thank you and looked down respectfully, leaving him for continues my work. On the one hand, it could be useful when the machine is not working properly and need some inspections. He was a right person, which is he is the builder of the machine. Like his said about when I ask him what his jobs by social messenger apps.

Although, for the record that I not having a conversation yet after the end of December 2016. What I just did only like on Facebook. He did come to Penang around March this year and I not there anymore at Penang.

Happy Birthday!!!

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the Blue

5 days ago…
I was in blue
What?
I was in blue
What is that?
Where I supposedly wearing an orange
And the vehicle is blue
What?
But my heart is for you…

I was in blue
What?
He looking so neatly
Should I ask why?
According to me you’re so nice
What?
Did I fell in love with you…?

I was in blue
Honestly!!!
Yes, I am.

I was in blue
But the vehicle that we ride is tell me why
What?
Why?
Where the feeling is starting.
From there until now.

What?
I was in blue
This is the broken vehicles.
What?
And it’s you.

 

If, I let her..

I should let her using that washroom
Making her screaming after that
Giving her lesson for what she did to us
Us is including me
I care for each other

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But, I did something opposite
I tell her about the problem
She never thanks me for that
Even, she make me for help her again
I help you then you burden me again and again

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We are human and again saying “a Human”
Not a robot and not a something using batteries
Our energy has limit and our sense has boundaries
God will give mankind a lesson if it was making difficult for everyone
Then, she also felt the pain of what we feels.

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