It was just a warm and friendly afternoon. We met at a coffee shop and chatted, chatted, chatted about nothing at all. The flow of the conversation was like a discussion most of the time. Sit there, a 60-year-old-something man and me, his 26-year-old daughter. There were some reflections about life that he wanted to share to me. It wasn't that long... but I really enjoyed it. Just as my brother who treasures our mother so much, I think I also treasure my dad. Sometimes we don't even need to talk to match up our perceptions or thoughts. I was his beloved, and always will be. Do you think maybe that's why I like much more older man? Maybe... The guy that I secretly have loved is 39 y.o... :p
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so u saying u fancy ur dad?
yeah, of cuz i luv my dad. im saying that i had a wonderful time chatting with him, eventhough it was only for 2 hours (cuz he was juz visiting jakarta for a while and I have so many other plans on weekend- lol)...
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