A short while before the New Year. Minju’s Roesjad and Anton’s Aux were on a mission to get BBQ supplies. Ugh, the walk was a tug-of-war! Minju’s Roesjad kept slowing down, completely captivated by the glowing city lights. While Anton’s Aux tried to push the pace to get the shopping done before the party started. The urgent grocery run eventually ground to a halt when Minju’s Roesjad decided the scenery was too good not to stop for a full photo session. As the clock ticks closer to midnight, let’s just hope they don't arrive too late to start the grill.

The night before new year’s eve felt a bit special even though we didn’t plan anything big. It all started with Duisterg’s Dohoon, Roesjad’s Dohoon and Hefflins’s Dohoon deciding to make a fire. While, Luthien’s Dohoon, decided to go out together to bought some stuff with Delaire’s Sanghyeon and Scarvaine’s Dohoon. They were split into three and picking random snacks, carrying way too many things for something that was supposed to be simple.

After they’re all done shopping and reached back to Duisterg’s Dohoon house everything settled into this cozy, fun kind of chaos. Everyone was moving around; Hefflin’s Dohoon setting things up, Scarvaine’s Dohoon and Luthien’s Dohoon were teasing each other while Roesjad’s Dohoon and Duisterg’s Dohoon were struggling to get the fire going but finally Delaire’s Sanghyeon helped them. As the fire finally caught, a brief cheer followed, and the room grew warmer. Groceries were unpacked, snacks were stolen, and teasing faded into soft laughter. Little by little, the chaos eased as everyone settled in, the house filling with warmth, noise, and a quiet sense of togetherness.

Mudik tahun baru bareng Roesjad tapi mobilnya mogok. Jadi kami dorong mobil ditengah kebun sawit.

Lova & Ibra hari ini.

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Selamat Bertambah Usia! Untukmu,
Lovamore Roesjad. Semoga warsa tak
menjadikanmu santapan yang pilu.
Moga-moga, donga selamat kami
‘kan senantiasa bersama jiwamu.

ㅤㅤ (03 JANUARI, 2008)

Selamat, Saudara. Selamat merayakan perayaan bagi jiwa yang tumbuh tanpa rahim Bunda maupun belas kasih Ayah yang t’lah lama mati. Kini, Tiga Januari. Lembar baru ’tuk menulis sejarah pada kulit yang disayat penuh teliti pula seni. Maafkan kami, Saudara. Karena kini tak ada lagu ceria menemani. Maafkan kami, Saudara. Bila perjamuan ini ‘kan terasa begitu dingin dan sepi. Namun, ketahuilah. Bahwa dari hadiah kami, teramat hakiki. Sebuah rintihan nyawa yang sesaat lagi ‘kan kau habisi. Sambutlah belati ini, biarkan ujungnya menari-nari dalam nadi. Tiga Januari ‘kan jadi saksi lahir diri abadi yang tak mengenal belas kasih pula rasa iba di hati. Selamat bertambah usia, Saudara. Terima persembahan kami dan jadilah predator tunggal pada tumpuk bangkai nan kian meresi. ✦
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