Be my-OFF-button.

Because if you don't, I will not stop dancing until I broke my waist.
Because if you don't, I will keep speaking and shouting until i lost my voice.
Because if you don't, I will keep thinking until my brain blows up.
Because if you don't, I will keep walking to unknown place without map until I bleed my feet and couldn't walk anymore.
Because if you don't, I can kill my self without I even realize it.

So please be my OFF-button.

A robotic human here has none of it.
I need my OFF-button, Sir...
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I ever wrote this for you XD

Bandung, 18 March 2010

Hi there Rissa Ria Maryani,

I'm Nur Asfari Dewi. I come from Bandung, Indonesia. I'm a right handed, I hope I'm not :p

I love watching clouds, no matter they bright or dark. They are changing, just like me. I like tea very much. I drink it at least a cup a day. I like cheese, chocolate, ice cream, lemonade, "asem jawa" and anything sour.

I obssesed with sushi. My first sushi, I ate with my special friend. And it makes me want to eat more. Actually I love to eat. I can eat five times a day when I get mad. LOL.

I don't have any best friend. But I have some special friends. I don't know what best friend means, so I don't have any. I'm almost always alone. My cats are my only friend.

I'm not attending the youth music events and I don't have Blac*berry or wear any braches. I don't go to salon often; and of course I rarely do the hair dressing. My hair is oily and growing wild like a bush.

I have no idea about Mango, Gaudy, Calvin Klein, Channel and blah blah blah. I will looks like a dummy if people speak about that things.

I have no close friend either. My college friends, my seniors, my nighbours, maybe they hate me.

I can't socializing well. I hate to be among strangers. I prefer alone. I know it's a bad habit, but it makes me feel more comfortable with only my self and anyting I like.

I like to repeat one movie again and again, I even remember some dialogues of it.

I like clouds as I told you, it's changing but actualy it comes from the same thing. Sometimes they were there, up high in the sky and the other time they flow in the river and fill up the sea. But they'll come back to the sky and become clouds again.

Me either, I turn lazy or get mad like the clouds, but sometimes I run fast or become very friendly like the river. It will turn back, and so on.

I don't like to share something special for me to anybody. I will be angry for days. Altough at last I will forget it and pretend nothing's happened.

I wear bright blue and bright yellow at the same time. I wear an elementary school's bag to campuss, my cellphone cracked, so I put tape around it.

I don't care.

I was born in an "unwell socializing" family, exept my brother, he can do quite well. I rarely be appreciated, for example when I got the highest GPA last smester no congratulation words came to me from my family. It makes me not sensitive and cold.

Even so, I still <3 my family, we are still working in process to be a better family. I knew something nice yesterday, FAMILY means "Father And Mother I Love You". I suggest you have to love your family too :)

Hmm.. I don't know what to share anymore.

I think that's all for me

and last..

I <3 You my special

Happy Birthday

Rissa Ria Maryani

:)

Bandung, 29 August 2011

Well, people changing. Now I more often go to salon just like to die my hair, the last one was red :p and I'm not that "unsocialized" anymore. I have some close friends who can apreciate me well and make me comfortable around them.

And now I dicided to stop thinking that people around me are hate me :p

Now I can love my self a lil bit more.

I know a lil bit about some of branded things altough I still do not have any interest with it.

My cellphone is not the cracked one anymore, somebody took it for I don't know what reason.

I still love clouds, tea chocolate, Ice cream and of course sushi :)

I still wear bright color clothes and my hair is still growing wild like a bush, now it's even wilder XD

padahal belum

@budionotri don't worry we will have it. a bright one of course, at least it will be fun if I can pass it with ya :) RT budionotri : me had unsure feeling about future..

@budionotri deuuuh yang lagi jatuh cintaaa XD RT budionotri : Life isnt simple as word, reality is much defected as you grown up, unexcepted love.

promise me you'll come back, will you ?

ano ne...

"Why we have to change something we love just because some people said it was bad ?"

will you stop loving something you love just because I said it's not good ?

I understand that you want make people see you good,

but do you have to change something you love for that ?

why don't you just show them how wonderful the thing you love is?

why don't you make people see what's the good point of the thing you love?

I believe if they are really love you, they will love you with anything you love. Rather than trying to change you.

I believe when they said it was bad, it didn't mean that they want you to stop loving it. they just don't understand yet.

then what you have to do is make them undertsand. Rather than trying to change it.

moreover, it's tiring, isn't it?

I won't change something I love just because people said it was not good.

I don't care. Because I love it.

and I can make people see the good point of thing I'm into.

somehow they will start to love it too.

you know why?

because I don't stop loving it even tough people taunt it.

I'll become more more love it when they do so,

and it makes me glowing.

because I never tried to love something people love.

I never tried to love something that people want me to love.

I never tried to be somebody elses's want me to be.

instead I show them that the thing I love is worth to be loved.

they just can't see it as I do.

I suggest you to do the same.

because it's tiring, isn't it?

to love something you're not into.

Don't deny that you are like that!

because i can see it.

clearly.

you are tired enough trying to love what people love.

just to be loved.

right?

Yamero yo...

untuk temanku

teman tetaplah teman. pernah sekali dua kali kita tidak seiya sekata, selangkah sejalan. ada kala dimana semuanya abu2 menyesakkan. tapi teman tetaplah teman. aku mungkin bukan orang yang pandai menghargai. mungkin aku lebih ahli menyia-nyiakan. tidak cukup maaf untuk menghilangkan luka karna ulahku. tidak cukup kata. juga tidak cukup pintar aku pikirkan cara untuk memperbaiki.tapi teman tetaplah teman. mungkin kata-kataku busuk. sampah. bau. mungkin aku busuk. sampah. bau.

tapi teman tetaplah teman.

ya. teman tetaplah teman.

walaupun teman terbaik tidak pernah ada untukku.

kamu akan selalu ada di daftar orang terdekatku.

nb : untuk Rissa Ria Mariani, temanku.

Kita - kamu dan aku

aku berjalan atas namaku. kau pun demikian.

jadi ada alasan apa kita bisa bersimpangan ?

kepalaku

kepalamu.

pikiranku

pikiranmu.

aku mengerti kenapa kamu tidak dapat terima.

karna kamu menempatkan kepalamu lebih tinggi dari hatimu.

aku mengerti kenapa kamu tetap tinggal di persimpangan ini bersamaku.

karna sebenarnya (mungkin) tidak kamu sadari, beberapa kali hatimu mendului otak dalam kepalamu.

aku menyukaimu dengan kepalamu dan semua pikiranmu itu.

abstrak.

aku sering tidak mengerti.

kamu menempati satu ruang dihatiku, tempat yang istimewa.

karna belum pernah ada yang menempati sebelumnya.

virgin.

dan jika kamu bertanya, apa yang membuatku tetap tinggal di persimpangan ini denganmu ?

aku akan menjawab

"karna aku percaya, ada saat nanti dimana hatimu akan mengalahkan otak dalam kepalamu, sepenuhnya".

dan jika saat itu tidak pernah datang.

saat itu juga, aku akan pergi untuk mendahulukan kepalaku sendiri.

sekian.

What I could be.

I could be nice. I could be naughty

I could tell story. I could sing a lulaby

I could be a cook. I could be an artist

I could do massage. I could do hairstyling

I could be a model. I could be a dancer

I could be sweet. I could be sour

I could be cool. i could be nuts

I could be curly. I could be straight

I could be cute. I could be pretty handsome (LOL :p)

I could be a very good friend. I could be a really good partner

I could be a sweet kitty cat. I could be a foxy fox

I could be glamour red. I could be shining pink

I could be an angel. I could be a sinner

Just.

Infront of you.

I could be anything.

a whisper

You have a limit,

my 25th b'day.

what's yours ?

Q : What animal would you pick if you could have one for a pet ?

My Answer : Orca or Killer Whale

Reasons :

1. it's cute

2. it's exclusive and rare, I mean you can't see it easily even in the sea.

3. it's smart, it's like a "Fish-Dog" XD

4. I love how it have distances between its teeth, it looks so uniquely cute.

5. it was made in a huge capsule shape, hugable (>,<)

6. I love its voice, it sounds like singing and even crying sometimes.

7. I want name it, Hugaboo

sekali ini tidak.

baru sekali itu saya merasa anda bukanlah teman saya, atau setidaknya baru kali itu saya merasa yang anda lakukan bukanlah sikap seorang teman yang saya pikirkan. anda harus tau saya tak bisa menggunakan tangan kanan saya selama hampir 3 hari. dan itu tidak enak. Saya tidak meminta ganti rugi hanya saja saya ingin anda tau bagaimana sulitnya saya beraktivitas di 3 hari pertama, hampir seperti orang cacat rasanya. saya hanya ingin anda tau, tidak menggubris perintah orang tua karna mencoba mengerti keadaan anda itu tidak terlalu mudah untuk dilakukan. saya ingin anda mendengarkan cerita saya. tapi sekali itu bahkan anda tidak menanyakan bagaimana keadaan saya, atau bagaimana kronologis kejadiannya, atau apakah saya telah mendapat pengobatan atau tidak. bahkan kini pun setelah anda tau, anda tak pernah sekalipun menanyakan keadaan saya. sungguh saya tidak ingin mengadu, sebenarnya. tapi entahlah, hati saya berkata bahwa anda harus tau bagaimana sulitnya saya hari-hari itu. tiga hari mungkin singkat, tapi dengan tanpa tangan kanan rasanya sangat payah dan tidak berdaya. saya ingin anda tau, bahkan sebenarnya saya berharap anda, sedikit, peduli.

dulu pernah saya bilang, teman terbaik itu tidak ada. sekali kemarin anda benar2 meyakinkan saya bahwa Best Friend is really never exist.

when I'm angry

to make me calm down is really simple,

Hug me and say "Everything's gonna be alright, Dew",

when you are far away from me,

Just listen to my story carefully and say "Hmm, nothing's wrong with you but one, you have to calm down. Now it's better to eat :D"

it's sound more calming rather than you act like you know everything and crazily telling me to do this and that.

and about the sorry word, what's wrong with that ?

tugas akhir

Tugas Akhir.

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overlimit to think about ***** *****

okay, STOP THINKING!!!

and START DOING SOMETHING you moron!!

no, you smart :)

GANBAREE!!!

you used to be one of them too.

Do you remember FRIENDSTER ??

how can you don't? LOL

whahahaha tadi saya buka2 lagi friendster (FS) saya. gak tau deh. tiba2 aja ingin liat yang nostalgic2 :p

dan saya menemukan banyak hal lucu dan menarik. bolak-balik liatin foto saya sampe foto temen2 saya. liat komen saya sampe komen temen2 saya. saya mendapatkan sebuah kesimpulan. and here it is..

"Hampir semua orang (at least teman2 FS saya) pernah menjadi seorang 4L4Y"

ga percaya ?? cek gih sendiri! XD

ya ya ya, alay-alay yang sekarang begitu terkenal dan sering jadi bahan pergunjingan. ternyata eh ternyata. kalian semua (at least teman2 FS saya) bahkan termasuk saya, adalah mantan seorang alay. dari mulai gaya2 poto ala anak2 4l4Y sampe 94y4 b4H454 nya yang luar biasa artistik XD

dan sekarang saya heran. kenapa harus menggunjingkan sesuatu yang kalian sendiri juga dulunya adalah seperti itu ? apa ga jadi kayak lagi mempergunjingkan dan mengata2i diri sendiri -___-"

ya itu manusiawi sih~

hahahaha

jadi saya menghimbau. sudahlah. mari kita sudahi saja pergunjingan tentang 4L4y ini. mereka memang sedang dalam masanya. kita sekarang bisa jadi yang menggunjing karena kita SUDAH melewati fase itu. itu saja bedanya. kesimpulannya,

sebenarnya kita semua adalah sama :)

another song for you

You said to me "Make a song for me"

I made it. but u don't know it yet.

I won't tell it now.

Instead I'll make a new one for you.

here it is..."

You Don't Understand ?

You said I am the first one you would go to when the world falls down.

but when you are there with your boys band playing guitar and some games,

(how can it be ?)

You said you miss being around your friend, you said it like I coop you all this time,

(so you can't go)

is that what you feel ? then I feel sorry for you. you don't understand.

I said come to me when anything good or bad happens to you.

I open my hands. my head. my heart.

to listening it. to know it. to understand it.

and I'm trying to build a big bunch of positive spirit to make you awake.

but you can't feel it. instead you keep silent like you don't want to listen.

is that what you feel ? then I feel sorry for you, you don't understand.

Reff :

What I did. What I said.

No one was fake.No one was lie.

I did it, I said it with my whole heart.

About dreams, about feelings, about caring, about sharing.

anything.

No fakes, no lies.

No. No. No.

But if you can't feel it. Then I feel sorry for you, you don't understand.

some lyrics

If I could say what I want to say

I'd say I wanna blow you, away

Be with you every night

Am I squeezing you too tight ?

If I could see what I want to see

I want to see you go down

On one knee

"Marry me today"

Guess, I'm wishing my life away

With these things I'll never say.

Avril Lavigne - Things I'll Never Say

narccisism

I don't need everybody knows that I am tottaly marvelous, or

I don't need everybody knows that I can be unpredictable amazing.

I do show-off. I do it.

but not in front of everybody.

just in front of some people.

in front of my family. my boy. some of my close friends.

and in front of people that I want them to know.

I don't need everybody knows the real me.

at least not directly.

Because I love the feeling when someone told me,

that acctualy I could be a "Something More"

I love the feeling when I saw the surprissed expresion from someone,

when they know that I can do so many things.

I love the feeling when there's someone told me that I could be

a Model or a Popular Girl.

I just love that feeling.

I am a model and a popular girl for my self and for people that I want them to know.

but I don't need to be one of models or popular girls for everybody.

I just love the feeling when they told me so.

when I feel I am exclusive.

when I feel I am special.

when I feel I am different.

That's the way I do my show-off

:p

Price Tag - Girl

Buah. Udah mulai sibuk dengan laporan KP dan mulai mencuri2 start menuju TA~

tapi jangan bahas itu ah. gak rame.

Bahas ini aja,

kemaren2 saya terlibat sedikit percakapan tentang perawatan wajah cewek jaman sekarang. Ga buat cewek doang sih sebenernya, cowok2 juga ada ko yang perawatan2. Iya kan, iya kan ?

Emm.. apa ya ? menurut saya gak ada salahnya melakukan perawatan wajah, malah itu dianjurkan gak sih ? apalagi buat yang kulit mukanya rewel *kayak guwe. atau yang gampang jerawatan *kayak guwe. atau yang berminyak gila2an *kayak guwe juga. (Doh!).

Percakapan kemaren itu sih awalnya percakapan ringan biasa, seringan kerupuk ringan yang paling ringan. Tapi lama2 saya jadi agak esmosi. Soalnya si lawan bicaranya ini loh. Ngehe abbiezz *terektek jess.

Mulai dari so'2 nanya soal tempat perawatan wajah saya, trus jadi nyinggung2 harga, sampe ngebanding2in sama harga perawatan wajah dia. Masyaoloh. So what gitu lokh. Peduli apa gw? Asal lo tau ye. Terserah deh mau segimana mahalnya perawatan wajah lo. gw gak peduli. Urusan apa juga sama gw? Gak ada *jadi esmosi lagi.lebay~ Ah nyebelin lah pokonya si orang ini, padahal dulu kita adalah teman bermain yang bahagia bukan? mengapa engkau menjadi begitu ber-HARGA ??

Maaf ya, tapi kalo mau ngobrolin HARGA sih kayaknya gak cocok sama saya deh. Saya mah g pedulilah mau beli salep burung walet yang beraparebuan atau beli parasol sebotol yang bisa dipake sampe bulanan juga. Biarin saya mah. Sungguh.

Jadi mulai sekarang. Pelis banget jangan ngomongin HARGA2an lagi didepan idung saya. Geli saya ngedengernya. Takut nambah dosa juga~ taulah saya ini pendosa yang luar biasa, mbok ya jangan ditambah2in toh -___-"

Fyuuuh~

Maaf ya bagi yang ngerasa diomongin di postingan kali ini.

Juga tolong jangan coba2 diulangi. Sebelum saya berniat menuangkan oli di koleksi sepatu anda yang berdus2.

Wasalam.

What happened with you, Price Tag -Girl ??

Let's talking about dessert, let's talking about friends

For having a friend for me it's like having a dessert

I don't need them to be around me everytime or everywhere I go.

I don't realy need them when I'm doing my things, because I can do it alone.

Nevertheless it'll be nice if I have someone to talk to when I have my lunch at school.

Like dessert, I don't really need them because I still can survive with only main course.

But it will be nice if I have a cup of mint chocochip gellato when I finish eating the main.

I don't need a group of people who will always acompany me everytime or everywhere I go.

A group of people who will always be my shield from everything who attacks me.

Because I do protect my self quite well this far.

Nevertheless it'll be so sweet if I have someone who will say that I am right. When everybody said I'm wrong.

Like dessert, I don't need a bunch of them in my refrigerator.

But I will be pleased if I found a strawberry shortcake on my crowded desk when I'm at work.

I don't really need friends.

but it will be nice if I have a shoulder to cry on when I'm desperate.

but it will be nice if I can give some hapiness to people I care about.

but it will be nice if I can have a holiday in everyweekend with not being alone.

but it will be nice if I can share stories with not only my diary, but also a real live creature.

but it will be nice if there are someplace I can go to when I'm lost.

but it will be nice if there are somepeople who will always remind and support me in everystep I take.

Yes. it will be so nice if you want to be my friend.

Tentangmu

aku cinta kamu

itu saja.

:)

I am a woman, Dude.

Entah iya atau tidak. Entah sama atau berbeda. Tapi saya rasa tak ada wanita didunia ini yang tidak mencintai pujian. Semua wanita suka dipuji, bahkan semua orang, termasuk kalian, Pria.

Untuk kalian, Wanita. Apa kalian akan merasa senang ketika kalian telah meluangkan waktu satu jam atau bahkan berjam2 lebih awal dari pada waktu biasanya kalian bangun. hanya untuk membersihkan diri dan membuat diri kalian terlihat rapi dan indah. Lalu ketika orang yang kalian tujukan semua "persiapan" itu datang menemui kalian, dia malah bilang.

"Kamu kayak Ibu2 deh, hehe"

Ya, mungkin itu cuma candaan. Tapi bertahu saya apa yang kalian rasakan, sebenar2nya ? Apa senang ? Apa merasa dipuji ? Apa merasa lucu ?

Hebat, jika ada yang merasa seperti itu, ajari saya.

Karna saya rasa saya tidak akan senang dileluconi seperti itu. Tidak tepat saja rasanya. itu lelucon yang melenceng jadi ejekan tersirat untuk saya.

I mean, ayolah hargai gw sedikit. Setidaknya kalau lo ga sanggup muji. Berpura2lah untuk tidak sekaget itu. Tahanlah jangan sampai lo keluarin kata2 itu. Kalopun dandanan gw emang udah gak ketolong lagi, mirip banci didandanin ala emak2 mau kondangan di kampung2. Bicaralah dengan lembut dan dengan pilihan kata yang lebih enak ditelinga gw, sehingga gw gak ngerasa dihina. Bisa kan ?

Pasti bisa. Saya yakin.

Your little joke could be a big mockery for me. I would be more pleased if you say that I look 4 years younger rather than if you say that now I look like an adult woman~

So watch your words, Dude. Because the person you face is a woman (and we have a lil bit more sensitivity)

The Box of Control

We need a control. and that's what a religion does. It controls you. make sure that you are in the right path. Make sure that you don't hurt your self and everything aroud you because of your out of control acts.

buat saya agama itu adalah sebuah kotak kendali. dimana didalamnya terdapat sebuah buku manual dan beberapa tutorial. kita bisa saja hanya berpegang pada buku manual tersebut. sebenarnya itu cukup. tapi sayangnya buku tersebut dibuat dengan kata2 puitis yang lumayan sulit dimengerti, mangapa demikian ? karena banyak kepala berarti banyak pengertian. banyak pendapat. banyak ragam penerapan. wajarlah, karna kita adalah mahluk sosial yang memiliki akal dan pikiran yang berbeda2. maka dari itu kotak kendali tersebut dilengkapi dengan beberapa tutorial, contoh bagaimana hal-hal didalam buku manual itu dijalankan, idealnya.

untuk dapat menguasai kotak kendali tersebut kita harus tau dan mengerti buku manualnya, dan jika dirasa butuh contoh, kita bisa melihat tutorial penggunaannya. jika masih belum mengerti. jalankanlah dengan hati. karna hati adalah kunci dari kotak kendali yang saya bicarakan tadi.

well, everybody must has their own opinion about religion.

that's okay.

only one thing that often be forgotten.

religion always teach somethings good.

as long as you are not disturbing the others.

that would be okay.

it means no war.

using and treat nature with responsibillity.

and be caring each other.

Nostalgic Poem

Perempuan datang atas nama cinta
Bunda pergi karena cinta
Digenangi air racun jingga adalah wajahmu
Seperti bulan lelap tidur di hatimu yang berdinding kelam dan kedinginan
Ada apa dengannya

Meninggalkan hati untuk dicaci
Lalu sekali ini aku melihat karya surga dari mata seorang hawa
Ada apa dengan cinta

Tapi aku pasti akan kembali dalam satu purnama untuk mempertanyakan kembali cintanya
Bukan untuknya, bukan untuk siapa tapi untukku
Karena aku ingin kamu
Itu saja

:))

Keluhan Tembakau

Mungkin ada benernya juga pelesetan hari kasih sayang jadi FU*KLentine.

Tahun ini bener2 deh hari kasih sayang banget buat saya dan dia.

Dikantung jaketnya ada rokok. Dia bilang dia merok akhir2 ini.

Saya marah. Sedih lebih tepatnya. Sedih kenapa kebiasaan buruk yang ingin ditinggalkan oleh orang2 pecandu malah sedang dimulai oleh pria saya sendiri.

Saya marah. Sedih tepatnya. Lalu saya minta dia menyerahkan sebungkus rokok hitam (bukan berwarna hitam tapi hanya hitam) yang ada di saku jaket tebalnya yang usang. Saya ambil dua batang dan saya nyalakan. Tidak peduli dengan gerimis yang memulai. Tidak peduli dengan pandangan sinis orang. Tidak peduli dengan dia yang menatap heran. Saya pun merokok. Saya pikir yah gerakannya pasti hanya seperti menghirup sirup memakai sedotan. Ternyata tidak sama. Ketika saya merokok. Pria saya marah, dia berusaha merebut rokok hitam yang saya nyalakan dari tangan saya. Tentu saja saya tidak mau. Saking ingin cepatnya rokok itu habis saya hirup sekuat tenaga dan timbul ledakan kecil. Kaget juga. Tapi yaudahlah. Udah abis tuh dua batang~

Dulu ketika pria saya di ibukota untuk keperluan kampusnya, ketika kita harus terpisah perbatasan kota dan tiga jam perjalanan, ketika saya tidak bisa melihat wajahnya setiap akhir minggu, ketika saya sangat rindu, dan ya ketika dia mulai mencoba lintingan tembakau itu. Dia pernah mengutarakan sebuah janji pada saya. Yang membuat saya sedikit tenang, ketika itu. Ya saya tenang, karna pria saya tidak pernah mengingkari janji yang benar2 dibuatnya sendiri.

Tapi sekarang, dia mengingkarinya. Saya sedih. Sebenarnya tidak perlu maaf. Tidak ada guna jika tidak membuatnya berhenti. Saya sedih. Pria saya berkata bahwa ia ingin merokok. Ya saya sedih. Teringat wajahnya yang cekung, teringat dadanya yang rengkung, teringat badannya yang jangkung dan bengkung. Saya sedih ketika teringat si lintingan tembakau itu lama-lama akan membuat pria saya terlihat semakin katung. Saya sedih.

Jujur saya sangat tidak suka sekali dengan rokok. Tidak baunya. Tidak asapnya. Tidak juga rasanya. Pahit seperti sayur lodeh hambar yang terus menempel dipangkal lidah. Memang kadang seseorang terlihat keren ketika merokok. Tapi hanya kadang. Ya kadang. Dan hanya berlaku untuk orang-orang tertentu saja, model misalnya. Dan saya sama sekali tidak pernah berharap si pria saya menjadi perokok. Saya senang dia tidak merokok. Saya Bangga. Entahlah, mungkin terdengar lebay dan so' gimanaa gitu. Tapi memang demikian, dulu saya bangga pria saya tidak merokok. Ya, dulu.

Sekarang saya tak mau mencoba melarangnya lagi. Sudah saya ingatkan. Sudah saya tegur dengan keras. Sudah. Sekarang terserah dia. itu hidupnya. saya hanya bagian kecil. Sangat kecil. Ocehan saya mungkin hanya seperti asap yang keluar dari ujung lintingan tembakau yang terbakar. Muncul lalu hilang bersama angin.

Tapi saya tetap mencintainya. Menyayanginya sama seperti sebelum dia berteman dengan lintingan tembakau.

Juga tetap menyukai dan menggilainya.

Tetapi hanya jika tanpa lintingan dan bau tembakau yang terbakar. Karna saya masih sangat menyukai, menggilai dan menginginkan pria saya yang dulu hanya berbau debu jalanan dan keringat perjuangan.