It's four minutes after eleven at night and Arif's not home yet. He's at his kendo annual dinner along with Rai and Dayat.
*sighs*
Let me take this time to talk about one of Arif's flaws.
I know he loves me. Well... I'm pretty sure, anyway. But I'm sorry to say sometimes he just talks... bull. Like like like...

Arif: I love you when the night is young...
Tira: ... What if the night is old... ?
Arif: It never does, baby.

Or or or...

Tira: You wanna kidnap me?
Arif: Yeah.
Tira: ... Would you?
Arif: I would. 'Cause I love you.

Otherwise...

"I'll love you forever."
"You could never let me down."
"You're hot."

Yeah...

We prayed at the nearby mosque this evening for the Nisfu Syaaban. And I saw Al Amin. He never seems to notice me. Hahah, oh well.

Still waiting.

Tira