Australia is a continent, about koala and kangaroo. But it kept memories behind it, memories of our friendship that brought back here, within the heart.
I’m just a Chinese-blood kid from Indonesia that could see koala and kangaroo for like everyday years ago. I was born in Australia and have been living there for a year. But still, I’m different to them. I have black hair, un-pale white skin, and I didn’t do tanning. For a year I’m there, and for a year I felt really different. But it’s not a problem when I met you, the one that made me became more comfortable and believe in myself.
You’re one of my Australian best friend that knows me more than myself do. Until it’s the time for me to move to Indonesia and live our memories there. For some reason we lose contact and didn’t spoke with each other for like 2 years or more.
Then one day, I got a phone call from an unknown number, and as you know I never had a nerve to pick up any call from an unknown number. But that day, my heart said, “Pick it up, you’ll not regret it.” So I pick it up, and smiled. I heard your voice.
From that day we’re getting back in contact. You forced me to made you a facebook account because you wanted to talked to my new friend, Ivon Cheshire Joanne, or in Indonesia Novi Hartanti. Then you two became a sweet couple :’)
As the time goes by, we knew Vinta and you introduced Dylan to us. We became besties that made me wanted to open my facebook account everyday, to laugh and play together. It was the greatest time of my life.
Until today, 13 November 2011. I heard you’re in a critical condition and can passed away anytime because of a broken leg that became more worse because of the haemophilia that you suffered of. Although the doctor said that there’s no more hope, I’m still wishing that I could talked to you one more time. Wishing for a miracle and seeing you online for facebook. Seeing a message or wall post from you that says, “hey guys, I’m back!” like you always do.
Maybe all of this gonna end soon, but maybe as you always said. That good in our bye later could matter as the hell in our hello doesn’t matter at all. See? I, we will missed you bro and bestie.
