Dear Jagung 3

Dear Jagung,

I saw your message on FB.

I dunno whether our telepathic link still holds like my mother used to say, since I already chose to part with you. But the first time you sent me a message on FB, I had the sense. I clicked on your name to open the chatbox and at the same time, the display wrote ".... is typing a message".

First time coincidence.

Then the second time, after I went out, I have the strong feeling that you will write me another message. True enough, I saw your message after I came back from dinner/supper.

Second time coincidence.

Finally, just yesterday night, I was taking my 100Plus and I was mocking the sound when the FB message pops up, trying to tease you in my heart that you still will write me message tonight. And when I got back to my seat, I saw your message again.

Third time coincidence.

Then I was like: "Try to write on my wall that you miss me la, doofus!"

And you did. But you write in a code that I understood immediately. You wrote: "Pls reply me as soon as possible. Text me."

You are still ashamed to admit that you are close to me in front of my friends and yours. What for being your brother if you are so ashame to do so while you boast so much in front of me that I am your brother?

Fourth time coincidence.


I tell you, I have tested what you mean by brother and I understood perfectly well that 'brother' to you is in the sense of hiphop. So, I got your meaning. Go and run along.

Another thing you didn't tell me and I have to find out unintentionally. You know how freaking hurt it is? I read your blog about 'Sunny and brother are "fuel"....'

I was wondering who is Sunny. At least I guessed saxophonementos correct.

Now after than YY posted on your wall, I knew Sunny was another person better than me. I don't care if Sunny is a girl or boy, as long as you mention Sunny, that means it (sorry to use 'it')deals great impact in your life.

Another point to prove that I am not that "required" in your life.

I can't GIVE you anything and yet I have to ACCEPT everything. I don't like it. You want to give your love and care? Don't give it to me. I don't wish to be one. Give it to someone else, like JJ, YY or whoever in your friends circle.

I won't reply your messages anymore, Jagung. You damn know that I won't.

Now, I am worried you might come to my house and look for me. I am trying to escape right now. Thinking of ways to hide myself away.

Still thinking...