did not expect much. Zerr still act as though nothing had happen and expecting me to asked.
it burst to a heated argument. i spilled all my curiosity questions. it hurts me inside but i believe in chances. and this chance i gave would be the last. GOD. i raised my compassion for the last try.
reconciled and hungry. let's lunch.

a beautiful day to stay at home.
we went to Ria Presto. our second time now.
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i ordered Ayam Bumbu Rujak and Gado-Gado Surabaya. Zerr had Bebek Goreng. Es Jeruk for me and 2 Teh Botol for Zerr. we also ordered Es Kacang Ijo.
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a lovely meal. we will be back some other time.
getting bored with the stuff at Nagoya Hill, Zerr suggested we go over to Robinson Mall.
it was a quiet day for a weekend like this.
decided to go home after a short time browsing.
as we walking towards home, Zerr saw a food peddler nearby and stopped to buy Rujak Buah to take home.
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Zerr make it super hot and spicy. i guessed i would run for the toilet if i have it.
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i just sampled the Rujak Buah with Kerupuk Ikan. dare not to try the sauce. i gave up. so hot and far too spicy for my taste. i almost cried.
we spend some good evening. taking a nap. i woke Zerr up around1800hrs as he had promised to come and support Adik Andie, who will be modelling at Nagoya Hill. it turn out to be a quarrel. and unnecessary argument. not again on the same day. i cool myself and promised to be calm. things turn better.
we decided to have dinner at a nearby food stall in the neighbourhood. a mere 5 minutes walking.
i had Sup Bakso Ikan. Zerr ordered Kerang Masak Kecap and Kangkung Terasi. Zerr always make his food over spicy. it burnt my tongue.
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nevertheless i enjoyed the dinner in a peaceful manner. looking forward to more quality time with Zerr.
bored with no plan on Saturday night. we decided to go to Barelang Internet Cafe at Nagoya.
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let's go. i have some blogs to update and Zerr had plenty of songs to download.
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