Still Sad, I Feel
Dad doesn't have much hair anymore, and those that's still left is thin. It doesn't take much time and cream to dye it. He didn't even realized that it's done when I stopped "playing" on his hair with the comb and brush.
For an almost 83 year-old man, he's handsome to me, even though he's not as good looking as (late) Mom. I look more like him than Mom. I wish I inherit more of Mom's beauty...
Since I was a child, I often told that it's strange that I don't look as beautiful as Mom. It makes me sad, even though I'm proud that I am a daughter of one of the most beautiful women in the world. Well, she's the most beautiful among her sisters, at least.
Never mind. I should be grateful as I got Dad's beautiful mind and heart, as I was told by Mom. And I have Mom's voice, too :)
It's been a quite sunny day here in Jakarta. I've no plan for the day, but tomorrow I'm going to hang out with my friends at Hard Rock. I'm so excited! It's been a couple of weeks, I think, since the last time I spent time with them. Ella and Siti won't join us as they're having vacation in Lombok now and won't be back here until Saturday. I'm joyful that Danny and Lily have confirmed that they will be there, too. And Vivi? Of course she will be there! She's my partner in crime, in happiness, in sadness, in drunkenness. She gotta be where ever I
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