Why was I MIA?
Hi, there. It's been a while since I wrote something here. And to be honest, I wanted to post so many things that'd been bugging me out ever since Ramadan started. I already started a few writings but then finals came and last but not least, Eid Mubarak Al-Fitr. So, instead of posting them up here, they ended up in my draft folder. On July 8th 2016, my brother got a call from my aunt in Majalengka. Tante yang gue panggil Mamah ini minta bantuan buat jagain anaknya yang udah dirawat di salah satu rumah sakit swasta di Cirebon semenjak habis sholat Eid . Karena Mas Dian harus revisi skripsi, secara otomatis dia gak bisa ikut. Singkat cerita, keesokan harinya gue berangkat ke Cirebon berdua sama Ibuk. Meskipun gitu, Mas Dian janji buat nyusul ke Cirebon segera setelah urusan skripsinya selesai. Sesampainya di rumah sakit, Suci (yang sering gue panggil Uci atau Uschi), terkapar lemah di atas kasur . To those who don't know, s he was a great athlete. Sebagai...