and then i threw up

Chatterbox, Pasaraya Grande. 16:21.

Finally I met her.
Kami memang belum pernah benar-benar 'bicara' sebelumnya. Komunikasi kami hanya lewat sms, atau friendster message, dan pernah telepon sekali waktu.
Disanalah kami berdua. Di meja pojok dekat jendela. Kami bercerita tentang banyak hal. Semua yang terjadi sejak satu setengah tahun yang lalu.
Ya, kami memang terhubung melalui banyak hal. Kami punya banyak cerita untuk dikeluarkan. Ada banyak klarifikasi untuk diungkap. Because we had been involved into the same guy, at the same time.

Is it about women solidarity? Sometimes I could feel something hit me inside when she told me about how she cried, or angry (mostly this one) or even when she told me how she laughed in pain.
Well, I’ve been there too, dear.
However, i am proudly say that, last evening both of us didn't looked like two desperated women. We were a couple of friend that shared our stories and sometimes laughed at it. Ga sedatar itu juga sih... karena saya merasa sedikit mual pada perut saya.

The meeting ended at 7 pm. I had another appointment, so did she.


Home. 22:30.

I just arrived. I ran to the bathroom. And then… I threw up.