My Neighbour

I have a new neighbour in my boarding house. She lived across my room. She looks older than me, but I’m not sure. We haven’t been acquainted personally. She seems quite, but sometimes I heard she was being talkative with other neighbour, whom I thought as her friend. We sometimes look each other in the eyes, but that is a reflect move that made me look into other direction at the moment; and so does she.

She wore hijab, or veil, or whatever you call it. I always thought that women with hijab is boring, but I don’t think she is. I ever overheard music playing inside her room, and sometimes she played my favourite music! I also appreciate those who played music like White Shoes and the Couples Company, Green Day, Endah N Rhesa, and the like. Continue reading “My Neighbour”