It was the third day of the school holiday. I was only lying on my bed until I got a message from my friend. She is one of my best friends from elementary school. She told me she wanted to come to my house because she was so bored. Then I said “okay, you can come to my place”.
When she arrived, she had bought a bunch of snacks and two boxes of chili oil dumplings. She knows what I love. It was so delicious. We ate all of them while doing marathon Korean dramas. The dramas were good. We loved the actor and the story.
After 4 hours of watching Korean dramas, she asked me to join her trip around the city. She told so many details of the trip. She plans a one day trip to Jakarta old town. Museum Sejarah Jakarta, Museum Bank Mandiri and Kalibesar were the destinations. So the day after, we went on the trip together.
That was December 26 last year. That day I had no plans. My body just reached a pile of books and photo albums at the corner of my house. My head just threw back to the time that the photo was captured.
There was a photo when I was a little girl. Our dad and mom hug me tight. There was also a photo of my grandparents when we went on holiday to Bali together. That was a good time to remember.