Sweet Pills
The Special Message for Wijaya

Hii? Caught yes...

There's a lot I haven't said, a lot of things I haven't told you, but we're strangers.

I am also resigned, just like you. How else, we're just one month's acquaintance. But honestly, knowing you was beyond my expectations about this city.

I have long thought of staying here. And materialized. I'm really here.

Huge hope to see you again, but if it happens, maybe just a quick smile and then leave.

I have liked you since before I met you. My dream was real, three times over and over. And everything leads to you.

I often crave the figure of Si Mas and that is also the reason I am a long-term singles. My standards are high, where there might be.

My friends also said it was impossible. There's nothing like it. Not to forget they also told me to look in the mirror. "Even if there is, does he want to be with you?" they reminded.

From there, I struggled wanting to be skinny. Must've been pretty! My physique must be well-groomed, in order for my brilliant brain to be truly brilliant amongst the other girls who admire you as well.

Where do I know, it turns out my ideal type is real! It's the exact same thing, everything. No surprise?

Maybe the universe just wants this to happen as proof that the dream can be real, and nothing is impossible if you hope. In short, don't despair.

Justright. I never despair. There are many ways that the incidental story can continue to be remembered and not lying in vain.

So this story exists. And I'm the author.

All if I pour it here, all the messages that just hide in the diary I write here. It's great to be able to make one of my dreams as a writer, and amazingly, this contracted first story, about you.

However, as beautiful as the story of my essay, still much more beautiful reality that I lived. Because the author is the Creator of the Universe. Who created me, my hands, my heart, my mind, and you of course.

Remembering my God, making my intention go back to being honest. Fearfully, if I plan, it will end up failing the same as before. My heart is also often afraid, does my writing mean nothing but entertainment?

Maybe I'll remove it if the contract offer doesn't offer me first. Just keep those memories, and slowly forget them.

What happens then happens.

Now it has reached six thousand readers, even there are subscribers. There are even people who like Niki's story and they like your role in this story.

It can't stop.

You need to know, I never wasted anything on people's gifts, their kindness, their sincere offers, even though they were curious at first. It'sit's okay. I can understand. Because I'm alone, curious about you. Are you going to take me to that place or is it just a dream?

It actually happened. I didn't think it out. And I still have the ticket.

It's true, I was dating. But if you ask "Have you ever been in love?" then my answer was never, until I met you.

Unfortunately, it's all over. Because I see the way you say hello is already very cold.

How lucky is the woman who gets your next attention, after me. I hope he doesn't waste an opportunity like me.

Thank ye.

Goodby.