Saving n cheating

Many ways to get rich, on purpose or in instant way. Morning conversation with my friend, sharing what we know about that, I think, it is good to be shared. Light topic that able to make us smile for while before starting to work.

Friend: My sista just bought oreo this morning
Me: and? Got gift?
Friend: There was a word inside “you are a winner of Suzuki swift car”
Friend: Is it correct? Did she win?
Me: Checking the package and I didnt see any information about gift program, better to check to their customer service
Friend: Wondering, how can people do it on purpose, put that good news inside?
Me: Of course they can, people can put inside soap bar too...smart, isnt it?
Me: watch “trans investigasi” tv program, they often talk about that cheating...
Friend: means they opened the oreo package then close it again
Me: I think so
Me: If we are careful we will not be cheated but it is poor for simple, honest people who doesnt know cheating of this mean world, then they got that news...how happy they are..
Friend: Right
Me: Lately, we often got sms our mobile, from celular provider company, who say congratulations you win 100million, please contact us at bla bla bla...fake number...then we were instructed to send some money as taxes or adminstration....
Friend: and the note is from my own company...hahahha
Me: should attack that mean people
Me: usually I gave “nice words” to them in order they awared of they are doing...
Friend: Why police doesnt act on it?
Friend: It should be easy to trace that number
Friend: Try to ask central operator friends, I bet they will be caught
Friend: Even the number changed but imei wont be changed
Me: That problem doesnt make everybody awared so there is no further action
Me: and the problem keep happened many times
Friend: Maybe we are not in the mood as police act slowly
Me: Well my daddy ever been cheated, he got news that my brother was on hard accident, coma...
Me: then the caller said, as doctor, to buy respiration tools at jakarta and offered to buy for my daddy but he had to transfer some money
Me: he was panic, me too, we couldnt call my brother, nobody picked up the phone
Me: then my daddy went to karangmenjangan hospital to check and see
Me: luckyky he met a generous doctor who understood the matter and got explanation that it happened many times...gee....
Friend: But your daddy didnt transfer anything, right?
Me: Nope, as no money at ATM at that moment
Friend: Fuiii...almost!
Me: but he ever been cheated actually, transfer 100 thousand actually
Me: when my daddy had first mobile, own mobile
Me: Who was not happy for receiving 50 million from telkomsel
Friend: Wakakakaka
Friend: Luckyly, only 100rb
Me: yes, because it was only that amount available
Me: that person called my daddy, and he said on honest and plain word “i just only had 100 thousand”
Me: that person said “ no problem”...can u imagine that?
Friend: well, there is a lesson behind that, no money help us not to spend money for nothing....
Me: rite
Friend: Hahaha, I just imagined your daddy came to atm then transfer it..but how can imagine while I dont know how is your father look like...
Me: Huss...dont laugh on my daddy....
Friend: Or maybe do old way to save money. Safer I think. No atm
Friend: Coz we cannot transfer it
Friend: another safer way to ask your daddy saves money at clad chicken saving, old saving, hahahah....
Me: or clad drinking water saving? Kendi, right?
Friend: Yup
Me: Now, save money at Bank, small interest but we got a lot of cut for bank administration
Friend: Right
Friend: Yup for less than 6 million I think
Me: Poor for whom saves small amount, they will get big cut
Me: For instance, elementary school kids who always save money at their school as school program, if they save 10 thousand a month at BCA, then BCA cut administration for 10 thousand then we dont have anything at the end....hiks...
Friend: wakakakaka
Friend: Meant world
Friend: choose rich people
Friend: It is a pity to imagine kids do saving
Friend: While we were taught to save money
Friend: Less become much at last
Friend: Now, less become ravine, hahhahah
Me: We used to save at school, school bear the cut, hehehe
Me: Thus we need to change the proverb, add PS on it
Me: PS; dont save at Bank, better at clad saving
Friend: Yup, then add *based on valid term and agreemant
Friend: Again, kids already been cheated by meant world
Friend: My kid used to save money at his school but his teacher is dishonest
buatgue_euy: What???
Friend: Kid gave his money to his teacher, his teacher accepted but they didnt write that amount at saving book
Friend: And it was often happened
Me: Parents didnt aware, did they?
Friend: parents thought their kids were dishonest
Friend: Teachers tricked that students one by one
Friend: So I stopped it
Friend: Last time I gave 30 thousand for saving, teacher already received money but no notification at book for how much the amount on the said date
Friend: Even though it was clearly I gave money inside a book
Me: why you didnt complain to his teacher?
Me: poor a kids, accused for something they didnt do
Friend: Yup, I just realized after 3 weeks later...when I asked him..as I saw no notifica
Friend: Many parents complained but no further action from school head
Friend: Actually It is good school but the headmaster cannot firm to their teacher, accept complaining but no feedback

The end! Is it enough to accompany you on morning tea?

A week of hard feeling and happyness

It’s Friday already. Don’t understand why my body drops again. Got warm condition for this last two days. Actually I got cough last week, and I am also instable, I think. On first three days I was fine then dropped at the last two days facing weekend. I drink cough drug everyday, add vitamin but still….Maybe tired of body and mind made me cannot recover soon…

I faced a bad day on Monday as my workmate told a bad news that I would be scolded by my boss due I did not prepare material for meeting and else. I thought it was misunderstanding but off course, still, I was blamed. So, I felt extremely afraid. I shared my feeling to my friend on skype and he gave me support, said to bring all my problem to God, our Lord, He will finish it for me. It was a good advice. I felt a bit relief. Then I started to pray on every single minute, asked for strengthen and braveness to face complaint and critic from my superior. I was waiting till the end of that day, but nothing happened. I just got casual day. Thanks God for that Monday. .Hard day but I could get through on it. Gee… I still had another days that I had to aware of.

The next days run very quick. It was very busy like the day before. But I liked busy even though I became confused, which one I had to do first?? So many inquiry, price update need to be done. I had overtime also. The side effect was my mood was bad. Usually I always update and comment on facebook, but this time I was really not in the mood. A friend of mine felt sad of losing me on wall. Sorry honey, you were disappointed this time.

But, so far I was also glad that I have good friends who accompanied me. They were very funny. Their words, their story, their concern, made me happy and happy, laugh and laugh. Smile and smile. Thanks guys for cheering me up….

A tiny part of beach journey to Salt Island

I love beach. I like playing on waves, walking on wet sands, looking for various sea shell who stay among the sands, watching sunrise and sunset, just sitting down to make some photos and stay still on dreaming…
Most beach offer same pleasure, some has their own speciality. I ever visited beaches overseas like Melbourne and Goldcoast. Nothing special than watching people sun bathing and swimming. So far, Indonesian beaches is the best even though I haven't reached Papua, Sumatra and Kalimantan beaches...

Last time, about 3 months ago, I went to Madura, small island in north of Surabaya, East Java. Through new Suramadu bridge, we went by car, I mean me and my friends, to Sumenep, the tip city at north of Madura. It took about 5 hours from Surabaya to there. Accompanied by beaches and sea at our right side way.

Through remote villages who supplied green color of plantation and tress mixed with brown color of leaves and unirrigated field, finally we arrived at Lombang Beach, about 10 kilometers from Sumenep city. This beach is well known with its cemara udang plantation and white sands. The sands was very clear and clean. It is liked big open field close to the sea. Divided by small clean river too. We came at about 2 pm. Not many visitor there. We did not know why. But it did not matter for us. We liked quite beach so we could do everything. Playing, running, screaming….relief our body and soul, taking a picture, chatting. Seeing small waves as it might be on ebb tide.

2nd beach are visited on next day, it called Slopeng. This beach was quite dirty. It was not good to be played on it. Mostly it was used for fisherman boats. Many boats were placed there. We were able to play on playing ground which was provided there, but this was not nature playground. Man made.

I am quite satisfy as I can visit Madura beach completely, I guess. Proud, huh??… I think there are some that I haven't visited yet but it is not famous. When I was on college, me and college friends visited Siring Kemuning beach. It was good beach at that time. Why I said at that time? Because now it is dirty, my friend explained me. So, thanks God, I had a chance to come and see it on 17 years past. We also visited Mercu Suar Sambilangan, close to some beach along the way home to Bangkalan.

Next beach was Toroan beach close to Pamekasan city. It was special because we could find small waterfall from river who is empty into sea. Good beach, clean and quite. Funny thing when remember my friend couldn’t swim but he acted he could swim, When we saw his drawned, we thought he just pretended to make fool for us. But, actually it was a truth. And the last beach for Camplong beach at Pamekasan. It was good beach too. Just because we went together with friends, we were happy no matter the beach was. But, the best is still Lombang beach.

A tiny part of beach journey in this area have already filled my experience. Journey to Madura is one of the best journey I have ever had. Thanks guys for being together on this travelling. Unforgetable memories.

Just want to do what she wants to do (short story of someone)

Heard that earthquake was happened in south of Bali made her quite worry. After called her friend in Bali, she become calm down. Then, her travel agent called her, said that pick up time would move in earlier, two hours to avoid traffic jam on the way there due 'takbiran' (tradition to prepare Iedul Fitri festival of moslem people).

Awaited for 2 hours and finally she was picked up on last queue. Sighed after been waiting for long time. Arrived on travel agent centre. Moved to bus. Good bus, clean. But, too bad, her chair was not reclining seat. Something broken on that operation. Gee...she was quite upset. But, luckily she sat alone. One seat only on left side, two seats on right side.

Bus went out, she spent her time by reading Dee novel “Perahu Kertas” until the dark came to her and she could not read due no enough light available. Fell asleep for a while until the direction was on Kraksaan, after Probolinggo. Then bus run fast, passed Paiton, some area which there were sea electric power station. Looked so nice at night with full light everywhere. Like City of Angel. She told to friend by sms, he admitted it was a lovely scenery for whom saw it for the 1st time. If you saw it many times, it become something lousy. Langweillig!

Stopped over at Situbondo for dinner activity. Good menu. Simple but good. Chicken soup, with fried tempe, perkedel, egg, red chilly fish. It was about 8 o'clock. Then, bus run again continuing it job to reach Ketapang crossing. It is about 2 hours. She didn't see some long queue on crossing even though it was holiday festival situation as always happened at the past. Thanks God. No need to wait so long to cross the Bali straits. Bus entered the ferry. She prepared herself to come out the bus and stay inside the waiting room or lounge of ferry as one of safety rule while you were on vehicles on ferry. If something happened like sinking or an accident we can save ourselves by jumping over the ocean. But nobody went out so she also decided to stay on chair and continued her sleep. After about 45 minutes, bus come out. She prepared for the 2nd time to come out and show the ID as a requirement to enter Bali island. This was happened since some terrorist issue blew up and bombing at Bali. But, she didn't do it as the travel agent officer could make sure the Gilimanuk crossing officer to accept her passangers details. Hmm...how come the crossing officer could not check it, how come he could believe the data? If some terrorist could enter Bali again, he could be blamed as he did not check it carefully.

1st DAY
Bus arrived Denpasar at 4 am. It was really morning. On normal way, bus would arrive on 9 or 10 am. She was surprised. Sighed again. ...OMG, what should I do on the said time?? Please deh......My hotel check in was on 12am. ...I had 7 hours on my hand, it had to be filled with something useful, but I had no idea. I was sleepy and had 1st day period. My mood was really bad! …..At 5 am, after dropping over by bus, she put herself on Mcd in front of kuta beach. Ordered some package of rice, fried chicken and hot tea, then she started to eat even though she didn't feel hungry. It was still dark outside. Then after eating, she started to continue reading her novel. Sometimes, she took a look around. Mostly are “bule”. People in brown, blond hair with english language as their conversation. Television also broadcasted some news and sport in english version. She felt she was around a little aussie air, like she ever had been before in Melbourne.

Tired of reading, full of eating, confused where to go. Her period made her felt uncomfortable to have another action like walking on the beach. It was cloudy outside. Sun looked shy to come out. But she could not stay at Mcd for 7 hours. It was suck and bored. She sms some of her friends, finding way out, but it seemed no response. She tought they were sleeping. Then, she decided to go to her hotel to storage some bags for temporary time until her time to check in was coming, she planned to stay at beach. That the best plan she had at that time.

Walked slowly with tiredness, entered Fat Yogi hotel. Thanks God, she could enter the ordered room without additional charge. Usually check in time is on 1 pm, but she was lucky that the room was empty since early morning. How happy she was, considering her bad condition and mood.
The room was clean and tidy. She liked it very much. For cost 170 thousand rupiahs on peak season it was already been worth it. She didn't wait too long to throw away her body on bed and flew to nice dream for a while. Was it?? Extremely tired. Woke up at 12, started to clean herself on hot shower. Then, changed clothes using short sleeve and casual t'shirt.

Went out finding some simple restaurant with cheaper price food. Bamboo restaurant was her choice. Pork fried rice and ginger hot tea was her order. Not bad! After that, walking to Kuta beach. It was not cloudy but also not hot. Sun shined softly. Sat down on pastel color sands, watching happiness of the visitors. Sunbathing, walking, talking, eating, playing on wave, many activities. Bored to sit on one position, she continued to walk to another beach along that sands. Legian beach was the 2nd visiting. It was not really crowded as Kuta, not much seller and quite clean. Then, playing on water, wet the foot with salty water. Continued again to next beach, Double six beach, in front of Legian beach Hotel. It was restricted area. It was quite privacy here. She liked it. She could sit on quite. Spitting rain also decorated that noon. Bored. She went out, walking passing legian street. Window shopping without buying.She met her old friend unplanned. Her friend called her from their car window. They tought she was Japanese tourist, hahaha...

Tired of walking around, she felt hungry then she went to 2nd restaurant with same style. Cheap restaurant. Nusa indah restaurant. Many bule's there. She ordered tempe penyet. Missed the traditional east java's food. Too bad, it was really different. It was Bali style. Small tempe with plain chilly. Never mind. Just eating, that be back to hotel to take a rest. Tired of this day was still on her. After taking bath on hot water, she laid down her body on bed. Done some sms with friends and read novel until she could not stand to close her eyes. Goodbye Sunday!

2nd DAY
Woke up in the morning. Lazy! It was cloudy outside. Aimed to swim could not be done as she was on period. It was still bad mood. Hmm, it was not good to enjoy holiday then. Could not reach news or change story with her someone made her really upset. She decided to find another alternate person. Hahaha.... she laughed by herself, seemed she agreed with her brilliant idea. Took her novel, reading it and having breakfast. Scrambled omelette, toast bread, some fruits and hot tea accompanied her morning. Also, took some picture of herself as reminder of what she was doing and what place she was staying.

Felt asleep thinking so many plans until lunch time. Took a bath, dress, then going to same restaurant. Pork asam manis. Yummy....Three cute English man came and sat besides her table. Yuhuuu...good scenery! After full of food n nice look, second purpose was going to Discovery mall, about 15 minutes walking. Main aim was finding some magazines or novels as her novels was almost on last page. Gee...couldn't find much book store except Periplus as the only lord . It was a special bookstore sold english magazines and books. Tired reading english books. Did not interest at all. Sms her friends again, and they laughed reading her complaint. Then, she went to beach at the back yard. Sat down again on beach. It was still and quite. Not crowded like at Kuta. She could spend some hours by watching the waves and her imagination was flying out there...

After buying some gifts for family, she was back to hotel. On the way to Kuta, she stop over at Colonel Sanders restaurant a.k.a KFC, bought one chicken burger and one Milo milk then sat outside. Suddenly she heard someone said...are you alone, can I join?... What!!! she screamed in mind, of course, maksud lo..sir???....but on polite way she just said No sir, I am sorry. By gentle, he left her. Good! After KFC, she walked again and find cheap massage. Twenty five box for half an hour food reflexiology. Not bad huh...Hmmm, so far it was just gentle massage, not R. Never mind...continued her walking, be back hotel, but did not forget to buy dinner. Fried mihun was her next choice. Even the price was quite expensive, but she was satisfied. It was the best taste. Why she could say that? As Bali was not good for culinary taste. La Walon resto became her place to spend a night. Back to hotel, spending time by YM with friend until she felt asleep again, with little hope that her friend could come and see her. She felt lonely. Bad mood made her feeling change. At first she planned to go alone to Bali with full spirit but finally she did not feel it. Again, just lonely.

3rd DAY
It was cloudy again on next day. Ham bread and Maryamah Karpov novel accompanied her. Her mood dropped 100%. She spent that morning by sleeping and sleeping. Cloudy and cold outside accompanied her sleep. When the clock showed 12 noon, her stomach started to feel hungry. She woke up laziness, took a bath, wore short pant then went out finding a lunch. Pork satay was her lunch. Hmmm, some days were full of forbidden foods. She said that to herself. Forbidden for moslem unity.

After that she walked to the beach. Yuppiii, she found Indonesia magazine. She was very happy, like finding diamond at mud, oh no, it was too exaggerate. Then, she just sat down at beach, at light brown sands, watched visitors were doing many things like they used to do at the beach. So many visitors, mostly domestic than overseas. As this was long holiday. After some times, she felt bored, then brought herself to Mcd in front of beach and ordered some ice cream. Found a right place then started to enjoy and read again...

Half hour running, her friend called. She was very happy. He was a guy she expected to come and accompany her for some hours, spending spare time together. Then, about one hour, he came. Just sat down again at beach, waited for sunset, talked, laughed and made some pictures. He liked making photograph. Many shoots came from him. She was very happy. She had some additional pictures, good pictures, not bored like the day before as she shot by herself. Thanks a lot to him, a good friend from the past. Even though he only came a while, as he still had some appointment with his big family but she admitted that she enjoyed it. They continued their chatting at night via YM while they were going to sleep.

4th DAY
Morning came. Laziness is still with her. Prepared and packed to be back to hometown. OMG...finally! She missed the real city, someone and life inside. Check out on 12, then had lunch first before running to train centre. Arrived too early as she did not get traffic jam like some times before. Went to bookstore for a minute, bought some books to accompany her on her way home. Bus came, took her to Gilimanuk crossing, then change with train after waiting for about 3 hours at Banyuwangi rail station. Beautiful scenery along way of stacking of rice fields and beaches decorated her time. Luckily she had an executive ticket thus she could stay at executive lounge. Train came, the air condition was very cold. Jacket, blanket and sarong already been with her but still, she felt cold. But at least she could sleep well. She put the seat off to make it comfortable. At six a.m in the morning she arrived. Finally! Tired and happy became one story. Thanks for the enjoyable trip!

House of Sampoerna, finding women paste, roll and snip cigarettes...

After office hour, it was about 7 pm, going with another three women by car, drove fast split the freeway. "let's go ladies" Yupiii...Our destination is a well known cigarette museum of the biggest cigarette factory in Surabaya. Located in old city, north part of Surabaya, at 6 Taman Sampoerna street, House of Sampoerna is one of cultural travelling place which use one stop tourist destination concept.

Before moving towards 1st building called museum, at glance I saw the old roll royce car stand toughly outside building as memorized of how wealthy the family was on Japanese agresion in Indonesia. Entered the 1st part of this building,tobacco flavour touched my memory about my childhood. My father worked at tobacco company some years ago, so I was familiar with this plant. My father often asked me to accompany him to go around the tobacco field, and warehouse. I could touch, smell, and see proccess from leaves to go to bamboo box packaging and be ready to be sold to cigarette fabric or being export to Bremen,Germany. It was really a wonderful time for me and I felt to rewind that memory.

Beside tobacco leaves, I could see clove, cigarette packed from years to years, cigarette machine, pictures of the Sampoerna founder and their history from past till now. So far I felt it's like going to Cuba and visiting a cigar factory.

This museum described in details about Sampoerna family trading history and offered a truly unique experience for visitors. This place is still doing its function as cigarette factory as well in the back side of this compound, but in manual and traditional way on covering cigarette.At the morning to noon visitor can closely watching a real hand-roll production facility and ending up with an unforgettable experience of rolling a stick of Dji Sam Soe cigarette. visitors can join the 3.900 women in this plant, hand-rolling cigarettes using traditional equipment. They do it at a speed of more than 325 sticks per hour. It was good idea. The museum itself was built to accomodate many requests from university students and others to visit factory as they wanted to share with the public the history of Sampoerna, the struggle of the owner and family to make Sampoerna a success

Another part of this Sampoerna complex are art gallery, souvenir store, empty old house of Sampoerna family and cafe.

The cafe itself are located besides the museum. Past and modern atmosphere combined in one air harmoniously. With the touch of art deco, a splash of creativity and a dash of history, the café offered a unique sensory and culinary experience. Waow! Blending original painted and leaded glass windows and century old carved teak panels with clean modern design, the café is indeed and experience that you should not miss. A wide selection of Western and Asian flavors is especially prepared to satisfy even the most discerning of visitors.

It was our last tour by going to Sampoerna cafe. Felt fascinated, impressed and proud of the interior make us keep in silent and just said wow!wow! Dark light brought us to candle light dinner someday with our lovers. There were two places separated for smoking and non smoking area. They offered western and traditional food in good taste and look.The price is fine for cafe level. To complete their existance, "A" logos are always used on glasses and plates. Logos of Sampoerna.
Hmmm, as we already had dinner outside, before arriving here, so we just ordered light meal, a cup of hot chocolate, french fries and meat bread. It was enough to accompany us feeling different air! Heard from the waiter that on selected evenings, live music performances will accompany visitor dinning experience. We were not lucky this time.

Good trip for that night. Hoping to go there again, keen to experience another style and atmoshpere.

Inspite of having bad judgement that smoking is not good for healthy, we just want to spend our time by adding some experience of our city history. Great nations will appreciate their culture! Correct?? Absolutely!

Have sorrow go sad…catching cold!

I should “have fun go mad” on Saturday. One lovely day. It is my office generosity to have working day from Monday to Friday. Besides, maybe the orders are less than some years ago, so it would be effective to make some efficiency.

But, last week, I surrender to my sickness. Catching cold. I could know. It was not prediction. My shoulder was painful. My throat was hot. Stomachache, feel empty, hungry, but actually It was full of air. Went to water closet many times in a day. Felt headache all the time even though I drank headache drug. Useless! Finally my body was warm and felt cold when touched by cool wind and water. Finally I was not feeling well. Oh my God!

I found brief explanation about catching cold on my favorite magazine. It was a bunch of stress, late eating and low body resistance. Then I started to analyze myself, which one was mine? Stress? Hmm I did not think so. Late eating? Absolutely not. I could get migraine for late eating. The last reason: body resistance. I guessed it was. I seldom went exercise than before. Usually I was swimming once a week! Why I did not do it again? Herewith little secret I whispered to you: At that time I didn’t have enough money to spend on swimming as I spent it on another fancy thing that it was not really important (finally I realized, late regret bro!) How to avoid it? Some advise from the expert was: live healty, eating much and nourishing, always clean and wash hand, drink some supplement as additional vitamin, do exercise, be thankful for everything you get

I decided to take a rest. Two days Off. Did not want to receive any phone call unless it was important. “Really sorry my friends for ignoring you a while”. Starting my 1st day by going to body beauty salon. I massaged my body orderly. It felt quite relief. Then I slept all day. Of course I did not forget to drink some drugs, vitamins, add honey and orange juice, and ate much on time to avoid getting “maag”. Thanked to my friend, in facebook, who suggest me to “bedrest” Took “me_time”. I also added walking by foot, drank hot tea with peppermint, ate favorite meal at luxury café (waow…) and ended that 2nd day by drank oxygen water.

When I write this, I am still not well but it is better than before. Now I am realize, again! That health is very important and expensive. When you are sick you can not do anything.
Like me, I cannot drink fruit juice and ice cream! My favorite appetizer! What a pity…….

Someone from the Past ... (facebook effect!)

Broken heart was very painful, mostly when you loved that person very much and already been together for long time then you were being dumped due unaccepted reason that actually you could fix it if both of you had responsible to keep this relationship to be family by getting married and live happily ever after. Cinderella story, huh…Today?? I hope so…

Last time, on a lovely Saturday night, suddenly one of my best friend popped up on chatting while I was opening my FB. Then, without say hello she wrote a lot of words then finally made me understood the story. I felt sorry for her condition but I could not help her much than being a good listener for her deep sharing.

He was her first love. They met when they were on high school and had long distance relationship when they were on college due her boy friend was studying on overseas for some time. Unfortunately he went along with somebody else and felt comfortable with new lover and finished the relationship unfairly. My friend took it without excuse and tried to forgive and forget him. But she need million times to release her ex from her face, mind and soul. Oh my God. And I think she was succeed on it.
Now she is married and had two beautiful daughter. Suddenly her ex came up on facebook by suggestion another friend. She still loved and also hated him.

Gin says: where were you
Me says: I was here, what’s up? (wondering is it important to ask where was I while we were both on chatting…never mind! Polite way to start some conversation)
Gin says: I was feeling extremely sad again this morning
Gin says: I felt world was turning again
Ginsays:AAAAAAARRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH......
Gin says: I never had so stressful…
Gin says: Damn !!!!!!
Me says: what ? (confused, what the hell was it?)
Gin says: How could you!
Gin says: Why that name appreared again in my life?
Gin says: and touched my still life
Me says: hiiii....
Me says: who???? Calm down!
Gin says: (copied paste words from FB) ….Bro was just having friend with Eth and felt that you might know him…
Gin says: I cried....
Me says: hahhaha
Me says: finally....
Me says: your dream came true
Me says: remember last time
Me says: you wrote on FB
Me says: looking for someone....
Gin says: sometimes, glance in my mind, I wanted to know, at least, where was he, how was he, how was his family. When could I get that chance. Now that opportunity came, I was being given a time to do that. Doing what? Doing something that looked excellent on our thought, meanwhile we did not know that it looked like so stupid. Revenged? For what? If I could, if not? Shamed on me. Was it more stupid when you heard word…Thanks God I did not choose him”. Why it came back when life was running well on that size, when love spilled out on every breath I took. All was part of my history life. Let it closed together all the time and no need to be opened again (still on comma , not dot, as this doubt was still available)
Me says: Oops …
Gin says: This year was 12 years exactly. Hate and sadness had to be gone. But I was not super human. Ouch! Let it…let it…I thought no more room for moving my family love. Sorry, I was overly emotional, but only you could understand me.
Gin says: Thanks for listening me
Me says: yup (hello…Gin…hello…we were chatting, writing, reading, I could not hear you!)
Me say: It was ok…(Oops, I was so touchy and proudly. See my reddish cheek..)

Then the conversation was over. I thought she was being calm herself down for a while. I believed it was just a sudden feeling. Woke sleeping tiger up. I was sure she could control herself. Do not worry my friend. I am here for you, as shoulder to cry on (Tommy Page…old song).

So sweet!