Raining Romance

Gloomy January with its dark cloudy skies and constant downpours made me retreated into my comfy bed, entertaining myself with a bunch of blankets, pillows, cups and cups of hot chocolate and a stack of DVDs. These are some of the movies I would put under my movie selection post this month. I’d call it…

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I Won’t Give Up on Us.

It was 4 AM when you found yourself awoken to the sound of thunder and the pouring rain outside. You pulled your blanket closer, tighter; the dark clouds were looming over your bed as you fixed your gaze onto the white-painted ceiling. You scratched the back of your right leg with your left toes and…

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Membalas Surat Cinta dari B.

Dear B, Ini pertama kalinya saya menulis surat cinta untuk seseorang yang tidak belum saya kenal. Jadi, sesungguhnya saya tidak tahu persis apa yang harus saya tulis :”) Tetapi, satu hal yang pasti, sungguh mengejutkan menerima suratmu kemarin. Mungkin kamu tidak tahu ini, tetapi kemarin adalah hari yang panjang dan melelahkan untuk saya. Ketika saya…

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When I Called You Handsome.

When I called you handsome, I was actually seeing something beyond the way you look. I was referring to a pair of wonderful eyes that you have: not because they are light brown or protected by such gorgeous eyelashes or stuff like that, but because whenever they looked at me, gently, I could see my…

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Twenty-nine.

Seven months and a week after my 29th birthday, I turned 29. It happened yesterday. A Sunday.ย I was sitting at the dining table with aย bag full of chocolate, a great book on love and heartbreak and poets and writers, stacks of hand-written drafts, and a cup of hot tea. I could see the raindrops from…

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Choco-Baileys Truffle

Before Christmas, I taught myself how to make truffles. Though it was still a bit tricky for me to make them look good, I had to say that I was happy with my first attempt. So here we go: Choco-Baileys Truffle: 4 ounces of semi-sweet chocolate (high quality, around 80% cocoa), chopped into small pieces…

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One Day, When ‘We’ Disappeared.

Ours is a bumpy road. Wait. No. Rewind. To be brutally honest, let me put it this way: mine is a bumpy road. Yes. Mine, and mine alone. Because one day, “we” disappeared in front of a small alley in a small island, the two characters, W and E, being washed out by the drizzle….

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