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As long as I know. There is two different story in our life. One is dream, and other is reality.

Dream. Everyone have, I mean, everyone must have a dream. It's like the goal of our life. What we are fighting for. What we are dying for. But sometimes, a dream can be hard and hurt. It's depend on reality.

Reality. This is what people scare about. The truth. What we are living now. But you know what? Reality can be better than our dream as long as we are never give up on it. So yeah, it's depend on are we believe in our dream or not.

But in here, I'm gonna show you that we can have both of them. Yeah, you probably right. This is why this page called 'a place for dream and reality'.

How? You may ask?

I'll answer you with 'do you know how much word have a power of you? how a single story can change you?'

So, I, Risma as this blog's owner, will write you that story.

And I will be grateful if you read this. Thank you to waste your time reading my story. I really appreciate it.

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

You Always Live In My Heart -Part 4

“You Always Live In My Heart”
( #YALIMH )
Made by @Rismafebst

#YouAlwaysLiveInMyHeart
Made by @Rismafebst

Part 4

“Peluncuran part yang lebih gajebot lagi datang. Beri sambitan yang meriah kawan(?) Disini, ‘mama’-nya kita ganti ‘mom’ dan ‘aku’-nya kita ganti sama ‘gue’ yah, biar gak terlalu kaku, biar lebih santai dikitlah. Sebelumnya writer mau minta maaf kalo part-part awal ini emang gak terlalu seru. Ini aku masih mau mendeskripsikan hidup Alice yang berubah drastis, kira-kira ada delapan sembilan sepuluhan part yang masih ngomongin topic kayak gini._.V But after that all, Happy Reading GuysJ*




Yap, udah 2 tahun ini gue jadi anak Broken Home. Dan tahun ini, mom udah menikah lagi dengan seorang pengusaha di LA yah yang bisa dibilang kaya rayalah. Tapi bukan berarti mom itu mantre yah, jangan salah pengertian dulu.
Pengusaha ini namanya John Drean Racle. Tapi gue lebih suka manggilnya Dad John. Asal kalian tau aja yah, Dad John ini orangnya baik banget. Dad John itu orangnya down to earth banget. Bener-bener inspiring banget deh pokoknya. Suatu hari nanti gue pengen banget punya BoyF kayak Dad John.
Istri Dad John sebelumnya juga ngiyanatin dia, nasipnya sebelas dua belaslah sama Mom Kirana.
Dan sekarang berhubung gue udah menjadi bagian dari keluarga Racle. Nama gue jadi “Alice Diamond Racle”, singkatnya Alice Racle. Begitu juga dengan mom yang udah jadi Mrs. Racle.
Dad John itu punya 1 orang anak. Kata Mom sih anaknya cowok, lebih tua satu tahun dari gue. Berarti umur dia 15 tahun. gue belum pernah ketemu dia. Di pernikahan Mom sama Dad John, sebenernya dia dateng, tapi gak tau kenapa gue gak ketemu dia. Besoknya dia langsung pulang lagi. Aduh, mana namanya siapa gue lupa lagi._.
Berhubung Dad John itu pengusaha sukses di LA. Jadi, gue akan berimigrasi ke LA. Yah, gue bakal ninggalan tempat aku tumbuh dan lahir, Jakarta. I’ll miss you Jakarta, and my lovely Indonesia. Sebenernya Mom sama Dad John itu udah ke LA duluan. Parah bangetkan ninggalin gue sendirian disini-_-.
Dan sekarang, disinilah gue. Di waiting room Soekarno-Hatta airport. Ini adalah menit-menit terakhir gue berada di Jakarta. Yap, gue akan menetap di LA. Tapi yang pasti gue pasti bakal kangen sama kakek, nenek, saudara-saudara, dan… ayah.

*skip Arrived in LA*

Argghh, finally! 14 jam di pesawat, apa kalian tau bagaimana rasanya? Yang jelas, gue benci naek pesawat. Mungkin aneh bagi kalian, tapi serius gue benci lama-lama ada di pesawat.
Tapi tunggu, kata mom Kirana gue akan dijemput sama kakak tiri gue. Tapi, gue aja gak tau dia dimance. Nahloh, orangnya juga gatau lagi. Parahnya lagi, namanya siapa aja gue lupa. Begimance ini, gue gak tau LA sama sekali. God, what should I do?
“Hey, are you Alice Racle?” Tanya seorang stranger. Yah jujur, dia lumayan ganteng.
“Yeah, are you…” Nahloh, gue lupa namanya siape. Begimance ini, parah banget dai.
“Oh, finally I found you.” Kata dia. Untung dia gak minta gue sebutin namanya. Selamet selamet. “You already know me, right?” Lanjut dia. Mamp*s begimana ini tuhan.
“You’re my step brother, aren’t you?” Kata gue ngeles.
“I mean my name, alice” Kata dia. Yah, baru punya kakak baru aja bisa perang ini gue.
“Hmm, …so…son… sorry, I can’t remember._.V Peace kk” Jawab gue jujur.
“Oh man, how could you?” kata dia sedikit marah.
“I’m totally really really sorry” Jawab gue dengan puppy face gue.




Hayo, siapa tuh abangnya Alice kira-kira
So, that’s the end of part 4
Sorry, its really really too short and too bad:”(
Thanks for reading
Feedback please? Thanks beforeJ Just leave me a commentJ Everybody can leave me a comment
I’ll post part 5 ASAP!!!
          Sincerely
          -Risma

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