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You know? I cancelled my plan to go attending Iskandar Widjaja concert in Solo. Was??!! Ja, genau. I have 2 reasons why I didn’t go and thank God there was a right pay for it.

I have actually prepared myself to go to Solo. I would go with Binta and my sister mit dem zug am 28. Januar um 2 Uhr. I left my house at 8 and arrived in jogja at 12. After that I had to go to my sister’s house and it needed about 40 minutes walking. No way, I will be there at 12.40 and I only had 20 minutes to prepare myself before leaving for Solo. Ja, weil es eine Stunde vom Haus der meinen Scwhester zum Bahnhof brachte, so müssten wir um 1 Uhr abfahren. Nein, das geht nicht! Ich schickte Binta ein sms dann, ich sagte dass wir besser um 4 uhr abfahren. Binta agreed. Gut!

My sister and I had made a plan to travel around Solo. Am Sonntag wollten wir eigentlich zu den Kasunanan und Mangkunegaran Kraton. We had searched the location and how to get to the kratons in internet. We had packed all of our stuff, bought anything that might be needed and I have dressed myself very well. But then something smashed my brain hardly: where will I do my pray? Wir wollten im Haus der Binta’s kusine übernachtet and you know they are Christian so it would be hard to do our pray in her house. We should respect her belief.  Hey hey, it’s a big thing to me. I could not compromise with this thing. We thought really hard and considered anything about it. Finally, we got an idea! I texted mb Eri and asked to spend the night in her friend’s house with her. Kling kling kling, time kept running and she didn’t reply yet. She replied my message at 5, too late. Because…

Hey, my phone cell blinked! I got a message! Take a look! Oww, it was from my other friend. He asked me to go to Taman Budaya Yogyakarta with him. Then I remembered something, on Sunday he would move over to Bali. Omg, it means Saturday was his last day in jogja. I should accept it, I did. But then, he texted me: did you get the ticket for yourself? Was? Nein, natürlich. Ich hab nicht zum TBY fahren geplannt. Aber ich glaubte dass ich kann die karte bekommen. I texted my friends and I got the ticket, oh na, the TICKETS. I got 2, one from Zein and the other one from Cory. Thaaaanksss!

It was 5.20 and the concert in TBY would begin um 7 uhr. Oh no, I needed 40 minutes to walk back to my house. I walked as fast as I could. I was waste. I arrived at home at 6.10, pretty fast eh? But, I didn’t bring my room’s key with me! Alright, I decided to take a bath first, and then I would borrow the other key to the house-owner. When I was bathing, my friend texted me: aku berangkat 15 menit lagi. Wow no, I should hurry. Wait, “when I was bathing?” haha yeah, I brought my phone into the bathroom with me, it was emergency you know! Hahaha. I bathed really quickly, and then I borrowed the key. Was für ein Chaos! The door couldn’t be unlocked. Hey it was already 6.30. Komm komm komm! Hmmm, it didn’t work. Keine Panik, because I brought some clothes so I could change. Fortunately… I left home after I did my pray, I waited for him for awhile and finally he came. And how cool it was, wir führen um 6.55 uhr ab while the concert would begin um 7.

My friend drove really fast and we reached the concert. There, Zein had been waiting for us to give the tickets. Yay, we made it! Hahaha. We met his friends at TBY and his friends were sooo surprised seeing he was caming with me. I understand that. Hahaha

Actually, we arrived there late, but the concert began much later than us. It should begin at 7, but it began at 8 instead. We talked a lot while waiting, but it was still boring and made us sleepy. JAM KARET! The concert finally begun, two opening-performers performed too long that we became more and more sleepy. I wanted to see UweKaa! But wufff, it was already 9.—and we were preeettttyyyy sleepy. We decided to go home, without seeing UweKaa. It didn’t matter because the point is: the farewell. Farewell? NA, he changed his plan. He would not move to Bali on Sunday, but on Monday. Was? Ja genau, he said that he needed one more day in jogja.

Later on, we arrived at my house. We talked a little bit, he asked me about my room’s key and I said: don’t worry, it will be ok, I’ll make it work! Hahaha Kamu yakin? Ja, it’s ok. Then, he asked me: was machst du morgen? Umm, nothing. I want to visit my friends tomorrow, wenn du zeit hast, kannst du mitkommen. Ja, habe ich. Tapi aku belum punya rencana untuk itu. Dann schick mir ein sms. Ja, will ich.

The next day, he texted me. He invited me to his house, farewell party! I really wanted to go, but idk how to go there. Then he asked his friend to pick me up, so I could go. And you know what? There was a beer party. Don’t worry, he respects me, he didn’t offer me any beers, hahahaha. It was only me and mas Ade who didn’t drink beer. However, it was fun! We cooked together, talked a lot, lernten sich kennen with his other friends, and the time has come. We should wrench away. I was so sad. I am so sad. He is a good friend. It was really hard to say good bye to him. Anyway, it was a nice farewell party. Hopefully, I can meet him again in der zukunft. We were pretty sure, we will, because he said: aku pasti kembali. I am waiting for you then.