my post before the last sahur will be like a memoir of what used to happen almost every weekend some months ago.
yeah, almost every weekend my brother sleep at my house and usually our awkward conversation happens after midnight and even if hes not having a sleep over at my house, we always keep in touch chatting AWKWARD AND WEIRD DIALOG OF COURSE
Z: pim yuk
A: gila apa lo? ngapain?
Z: ayolah, banci aja baru dandan jam sgini
sometimes its just serious
A: gw suka ma si itu tuh
Z: hah?
A: tp gw g enak, kan dia punya cowok. gw let go deh
Z: yah, masih banyak ikan d laut
A: bantuin mancing ya
Z: i got your back homies
sometimes our criminal minds are working so we tricked someone to answer our serious question
Z: lo mau g balikan ma adri?
AZ: yaaah
Z: mumpung dia g dikamar nih
*im right there sitting and listening to the phone*
Z: tuh kan ipodnya aja muter “if ever youre in my arms again”
AZ:(still not answering)
A: HALO, SAYA KEMBALI
Z: tuh kan keburu balik
A: bukannya gw disini dari tadi?
and sometimes its just pure full of friendship
A: keren miniatur ring lo, pinjem buat motret dong
Z: Sewa
A: yaudah brapa? BILANG BILANG
Z: g lah buat lo bradeeeer
yeah, ridiculous dialogs and sometimes its just weird things
like playing with our wrestling action figures together like we are in kindergarten
thats all for tonight, i am still remembering the times and im kinda happy remembering it but remembering it deeper makes me a little bit sad so my emotion are swingin’ like a jazz tune right now