Apa Kabar, Bo?

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  Apa kabar, Bo? Kemarin saya ke Gramedia. Sanctuary saya pas jaman SD. Dulu waktu Hero Swalayan masih ada di Gatot Subroto. Biasanya saya ke sana setelah ngumpulin duit jajan seminggu dan bisa buat beli komik. Ngga seperti sekarang, dulu banyak komik yang sampul plastiknya terbuka, jadi saya puas-puasin baca sebelum akhirnya beli cuma satu.  Jaman itu majalah Bobo tidak setipis sekarang. Apalagi pas edisi khusus, tebalnya bisa ngalahin kamus. Hahaha, bercanda ya, Bo. Bobo benar-benar teman bermain dan belajar saya, ada beberapa dongeng dunia yang sampai detik ini saya masih ingat. Ada juga dongeng lokal yang jadi favorit saya. Mungkin penulis Bobo sudah lupa, ada sebuah cerpen, yang memuat cerita ibu petani yang asik bekerja hingga anaknya kelaparan. Saya ingat ada syairnya: tingting gelinting, perutku sudah genting, kelaparan mau makan. Saya kemudian meniru syair tersebut dan dimarahin Mama. Beliau bilang, ngga pantas didenger orang. Oh ya, Bo. Mama adalah orang yang berjasa...
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So, i started today -or yesterday i must say- with ease. Got a food photo session, and a gig. Not to mention scumbag client (almost) ruin my day.
So it was rain. And blackout. And couple of good songs from taxi driver's cd.
Night fall.
Found out one fact holds me from sleep.
One message without a reply.
One mr.fake stealing my sleep.
One night i thought it would be good.
He still gets me. No place to hide.
Still no reply.
Phone calls wont do.
I need to sleep. Few hours from now another photo session waiting.
To be done.
Those men take my sleep away. Keep an answer for my question.
I should think just a little. Or my brain will got a cancer.
But i'll wait for an answer. I'll keep my eyes wider.
Those answer wont come in one, two, three days. Nor in one, two, three weeks.
Get over it, i shall.
Can i? I must.
I should have some sleep. Tomorrow -or this morning- might be good.
Even i wont get an answer. Nor an explaination.
Only a silent reminds.
Tear me and him apart.
Like a time and how i couldnt use it well.
Like a shadow i couldnt run from.
Sir and sir, you two always make me feel worthless.
I adore you two, still. You guys are brilliant.
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