#A Pray For The Angelic Demon

To the dark labyrinth heart.

May the one above us keeps you safe.

Even the upcoming obstacles confronting you.

Face them with a little grin.

And give your best shots.

I'm praying for you, from far.

Separated by the South China Sea.

-Endy-

Serene : Fuuuh~ South China Sea. Heh. The distance is too far. I bet there will be so many obstacle on it's way to reach that labyrinth heartless angelic demon

Endy : It may be too far. But, once the wall of your dark heart fall, nothing can stop its way to reach that labyrinth heartless angelic demon.

The wall has already falls. So there's nothing can stop to reach me. 

And how about yours?

festive seasons

During festive seasons,  I would help out in the kitchen and help Aeryn, my sister in her cooking. We like to make Manok Pansoh and lamb chop for the special dinner.

During festive seasons, I would spend a great dinner with them, and we talk about lives, with our family members are increasing as 1 by 1 get married. i would hang out with the other male family members, in living room, talk about what a great life we have, with the beers on the table.

During festive seasons, my sisters friends would come and enliven our house with their laugh and cheers.

.......during festive season.......

"Hey Endy! There's a festival at the downtown! How's your day?"

memory

Home. It is not just a shelter. It is not necessarily a house. It’s a place of happiness. A place where we enjoy the love with person/things that you care. It maybe a castle, or maybe it is not. Or it can be a non existence space. But it is a place that makes you feel comfortable. It is a place that makes you feel belonging. It is a place that you can be you. It is a place for you to laugh to cry to share everything. It is a place for you to love and to be loved. It is a place for you to come back. It is a place of you.

Living in a sub urban area, in a big house far away from the rumah panjang community never makes me feel that I'm not one of them. I live in a quite modern family with my parent and six other married sisters except for Aeryn. I'm the seventh soul, the only guy, the peacemaker of all girls in my house-whole.

There's a warm living room with sofa set and tv where I can see my niece and nephew play while I'm watching tv. From there, I can smell Aeryn's cook. Mom is doing chores and the others are working. My elder sister, Pai, she seldom home as she work at the big city, 4 hours travel from our place.

There's a deck at the back yard where I normally spend my time with my guy friends, drinks and chitchat-ing. It has a very nice view as our house located at a hillside facing a green mount.

My room is located at the upper level, next to Aeryn's room. It's a warm room where I can spend days in it by reading books.

Aeryn is the closest sibling. We shared almost everything. We consoled each other and we have each other. I always help her to cook for the whole family. She always comes to my room to nag and to read books. 

And everything is changed since the day she found Al-Quran on my book shelf. No more family hours at the living room, no more guys talk between me and dad, no more nagging from my sisters, no more drinks at the back yard. And the house looks empty.

"I'm an orphan, even before my parent died. I'm losing them"-Endy

"My home? I live at the center of two different places, the truth and the false. And my home is no longer my home, because my home is currently become a place for me to escape"-Serene

character two : the mountain

i'm a prince coming from earth

a cancerian cum virgo (registration issue)

the owner of the number seven

namely as mountain in Hebrew

known as endy

Eskimo: "If I did not know about God and sin, would I go to hell?"

Priest: "No, not if you did not know."

Eskimo: "Then why did you tell me?"

life without faith is equal to the earth without a sun.

the contradictions crushing me to pieces,

yet i awake to what worth more.

for a faith that can lead me to heaven's door.

for a life that i cherish for.

for the very first step in the blog world, i'm ranting,

i'm the son of mr J,

and the seventh soul existed in the family