Can you tell me why, my love, can you tell me why I hold on to you and you hold on to me?

5 Seconds of Summer - Why Won't You Love Me

This is more like disclaimer rather than introduction; I'm sorry.

The title is the Bahasa Indonesia’s translation of termite.

The Latin word is from Penitential Psalms or Psalms of Confession, and it was from Psalm 130 exactly. It called De Profundis, and it is true that I had listened to the choir version of it before the termite attack last night (thanks Cantabile Chorale). Copying Wikipedia, The Penitential Psalms are expressive sorrow of sin. You can search more of it in Wikipedia (just like me) and perhaps google it, or if you want to know more about it, you can just ask someone who is more expertise in this area.

Anyway, this just a thought of mine because of the actual termite attack that happened in my boarding house last night. Turned into a very short story, why not? The actual attack was not as bad as I described in this (I was just obviously dramatizing the whole experience for the story sake), but, well, it was horrible to lay down in your bed in the darkness.

If any of this was offensive, feel free to let me know!

Inspired by Big Bang's If YouAnd Indonesian Independence DayAnd me.

Cross-posted to my story website

Very short fiction - only 224 words.

No need explanation - it's exactly like the title said (:

Crossposted to My Weebly Site

Short story based on the rain.

While I was turning to the left, for the next step of the dance, I faced the school’s front door and noticing there’s someone beside my blue-coloured bag. It’s a she, and she’s looking at me intensely.

“My name is Alice,” she rose up her hand, shaking my hand.

cross-posted to my personal blog. English is not my main language, please excuse the grammatical mistake.