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Pagi ini ketika seorang teman curhat tentang kisah cintanya yang terancam putus, aku hanya bisa mendengarkan. Sambil mengelus lengannya. Berhati-hati bertanya dan memberi komentar. Bagaimana mungkin seorang yang tak pernah mengalami sesuatu hal akan bisa memahami? Mungkin bisa, tapi tak utuh. Pengalamanku dalam hal percintaan nyaris nol, jadi aku tak pantas jadi konsulen dalam hal itu. Aku hanya bisa mereka-reka, atau menghubungkan dengan konteks hubungan yang lain, dalam hal ini persahabatan. Tak satu dua teman yang bercerita tantang ini. Meski lebih banyak lagi yang menghindari topik ini bersamaku. Tanpa ingin membuat kepalaku terasa besar, mungkin saat curhat mereka tak melihatku sebagai seseorang yang mampu memberi solusi. But simply because I was there. Hanya aku yang ada disana ketika mereka butuh seseorang yang bisa mendengarkan. Dan itulah yang ku lakukan. Mendengarkan. Karena aku sendiri tak punya cerita untuk dibagikan, selain hampir memiliki cerita. Kebanyakan masalahnya ...

Last nite, I've dream about lot of people. Some of them held a big place in my heart. Some maybe held a special place. Most of the dream were blurred, but I remember few pieces as clear as  daylight. It was an usual character came from one person that made me thought twice about that dream. It will be funny and awkward if it happens in reality. That the usually composed and cold-hearted boss can be very annoying because of hundred questions he fired off. It's also brought a sentimental feeling back in my heart. Could it happen for real? But when I saw my friends talk loud about their crush and the complicated that came with it, I know it was the last thing I need right know. And my decision to abandoned it this morning was absolutely right. I like love song, but not the desperate one. That's why murottal will always be the first thing to hear. I'll love to have crush, but not for the appearance, and the thrill of uncertainty. I'm too late to even legally think ab...