Again I have to thank the advance technology called email, facebook and the thing called high school reunion. Many years, I just browsed, and browsed the google without a good result to find a best friend, Anggi.
Anggi and me shared about four years of friendship. We used to walked home together from our school ~~we went to the very same middle school and high school~~ We shared stories, our passion to books and music ~~both of us play piano~~ because in many things we shared same view.
I remember clearly one day she brought me a doll as my birthday gift. She was not so good in sewing, but she made one herself. I know she doesn’t have much money, but she spent wisely and tried hard to make the doll nicely and memorably. My heart was broken some years ago when I realize the doll was thrown by my mom for one reason.
I met Anggi again through emails last year. I was very happy. Feel like every puzzle of my past had fall to its places. It is complete. I don’t need to do anything on it anymore!
My happiness was then more complete yesterday, when I met Anggi. The very friend that has not change in these years. We still shared same stories. She has a mature face yet a childish look. Wisdom of the years reflecting from her smile and her words are the very same with what I heard eighteen years ago.