I was there in the day my mother always wait and wish. I was standing proud inside a beautiful with bride gown. Beside me was the mr. nice guy I ever deny.

I was searching my parents. I saw my father, like always talking anything he could talk about me, even embarrassing ones. I tried to ignore his habit and approached him.

"Dad, where is mom?"
"Oh, she said she is tired so she doesn't come and watching TV instead."
But this is my special day!

Nyanyian Sunyi di Atas Busway (In Indonesian Language)

Pria dan wanita segala umur berkumpul dengan pakaian hitam-hitam. Hujan tidak berhenti menerpa bumi dengan deras, namun tangisan yang terdengar di bawah atap teras kantor pekuburan itu lebih kencang lagi. Aku hanya bisa terbengong diam sementara tidak jauh dari kami, tanah kuburan yang telah digali diurai hujan dan peti mati almarhum sahabatku tergeletak di atas tanah. Sudah hampir malam, pemakaman ini terpaksa ditunda besok, dan hal itu menambah beban keluarganya yang ditinggalkan.

My Jakarta Girl

I love that girl since first day I met her.

Oh yeah, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Matthew, I came from Germany but right now my family lives in Jakarta, Indonesia. I attend middle school in Jakarta International School (JIS) which using english language, america's curriculum, and had students from different countries.



If she found that blog, I would kill her.

Of course it would be delightful. And by saying "don't try searching it... You will be sorry to find that blog." she would be tempted to figure it out. Every pathetic ones did and they at last done something good in their useless life.


I check my watch, it's still an hour before my shift start. I enter the pizza restaurant with confident, there would be a promotion on the end of this day and I'm sure I'm the one who would aquire it. Aroma of fresh baked pizza filling the air like usual but this time they seems to smell better for me. My work mates greet me and I already feel like they congrats on my success. I don't wait anymore moment to change my clothes and immediatly waiting near the serving table.

Starcraft: A Specialist (In Indonesian Language)

Chapter 1 : The Convert Lab

Namaku Patricia, hanya Patricia. Aku sebatang kara… mungkin. Aku tidak tahu siapa ayahku, keluargaku, bahkan diriku sendiri. Yang kutahu hanyalah aku kelinci percobaannya Confederacy.


The guy is digging his own grave as the witchdoctor enhancing scary spells. Five feet he had dug, the guy was hoping he would get abundant money inside the hole later, after the scary ritual over. He looked at the full moon and then to the witchdoctor, which gleaming like evil genie beneath the moonlight.

Webdota Story #2

Curse of Sunder

The black dogs with red fiery eyes are chasing him, saliva dripping between their razor fangs. Anger, hatred, hunger, and vengeance are some of their names.

He knew he couldn't run away and once again would be teared down before he woke up. A second before the dream vanished, he saw a shadow, a shadow of a much bigger dog.

Webdota Story #1

The orphan of Scourge

"Give me another chance, please?"

The Obsidian destroyer stay still like statue in his favorite place; a ruins two meter high. He looks great up there, like a fierce winged lion statue, with moon light strengthen his rough body.

Dota Nightmare (In Indonesian Language)

Cukup sudah, aku tidak mau peduli lagi dengan tuntutan mereka; makiku dalam hati sementara layar di hadapanku menampilkan gambar loading yang sudah begitu akrab. Aku akan tetap disini bersenang-senang dan melupakan semua masalah yang dunia paksakan padaku. Aku tidak tahu berapa puluh jam aku telah duduk disini tapi aku tidak peduli. Aku juga tidak percaya dengan kepedulian orang lain, mereka hanya sekadar basa-basi atau membutuhkanku.

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