Raining outside. Rainy season just start on November and usually end on March. December will come soon and will be the second December without my dream. I let myself love him that much then in pieces at last. For each his smile and laugh there is my tears. Year will turn as like as day and night. How I am not crying suddenly in reminding this : "my dream, have you back from work ?" I wrote. "Yes, why you not sleeping yet ?" He replied. "I just worry if not waiting you to home".

What is my dream doing this time ? Which city he stay rite now ? which job he has after graduation ? Does he still remember what I ask him : complete your study my dream, then come to see me. And he said, why that long my angel ? And I just say, just please complete your study. But he never know what this heart  says ;  then come to see me and take me with you.