There are three of us now lying on the mattress on the floor. Arissa is missing as she is spending the night at my abang's house.
I know for sure that night like this will soon past.
Kids grow up fast . I noticed that in Arissa and Aisyah. How school in Jakarta has had shaped their growth within less than 2 years.
Gonna miss nights like these when I am an old woman .
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