Hello my future husband, how do you do?

D-E-A-R-M-Y-H-U-S-B-A-N-D

Hihi, it might sounds too much but I want to write the making of "Dear my husband" since it's sooo special. It's the writing I promised when I posted “Someday I’ll be good enough for you”. I need almost 2 months not to write but to collect the idea. I treat “Dear My Husband” differently. For the first time, I thought of a writing very deeply. For the very first too, I had someone read my writing to make it up. Now I see here and there I have so much space for improvement. Mas Redy said I wrote it well but due to lack of vocabularies, I couldn't deliver it in the most effective way. I sent it to a pre-published reader, Mbak Ki, to know the reader’s reaction. I’m so grateful she sent me a positive reaction. I did my best on this "Dear My Husband".

While Mas Redy  and I were discussing this one, I knew that I need to learn many things so I can deliver the exact right messages. There are a bunch of tasks I have to do to achieve the writing level I’ve dreamt of. One of those is I need to read more. I need to learn English literature better. If I stay the same, how can I will be a good writer?

Back then, I dont even remember how often our choreographer yelled at the dancers. Sering hati saya ciut mendengar komentar pelatih saat saya melakukan salah gerak. Dulu, tak seperti penari lain, saya selalu panik terhadap perkataan pelatih. Sebelum akhirnya saya mendengar Dewi berkata, “Semua penari profesional pernah digebuk pelatihnya. Big Bang nggak akan jadi seperti sekarang tanpa dimarah-marahin YG. Setiap satu kesalahan, kamu jadi belajar lebih keras lagi. You have to thank him actually, dia memperhatikan detail gerakanmu. Lagian, dia memuji powermu pas nari kok.”. 

Maka saya dan Dewi belajar setiap detail gerakan hingga larut malam. Tak peduli betapa pegalnya badan kami, tak peduli betapa capeknya pikiran kami.

Setelah itu Dewi pindah dari Jakarta dan saya masih menari.