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(Different) Twins

Dear Nadia,
I never thought that I can befriend with you. It's nice having a good friend, a dear good friend, that's an introvert version of my self. You're the INTP and I'm the ENTP, so I'm feeling like you know me better than anyone else. As I said earlier to you, maybe we're like twins. It's just the one tiny different that makes us different, and I'm glad with it.

Honestly, before I met or knew you, I thought you're an arrogant and selfish woman because you look soooooo quite and you're classy (SERIOUSLY), LOL. Even before our introduction, I always love your sense of fashion... Your sense of fashion is a little bit similar to me. And once again, I think we're twins from different womb, lol. But then things changed and we met. It was a little bit awkward at first but I still remember how we think about the same thing at the same time, and before I knew you're an INTP, I had this feeling that you're like me, something about you remind me of myself. But then suddenly I knew you're an INTP (from our lecturer of course, before you put it in your blog, lol) and the sense came to me and I now know it.

I think... You're smart, because you love to write and read every literature especially in physiology, beautiful (INSIDE AND OUT), classy, and my judgement of you changed 360° when we became friend. You are the most caring person that I met, someone that surprisingly help me with 'something' from the very beginning.

Why do I write about you, actually?

Nadia, do you remember when we finished Manajemen Perbankan class? As we walked through the corridor, you were worrying me and my 'disease'. Kebetulan, I'm actually just healed from it... I didn't think that was a coincidence, but I think deep down in your heart you knew something was wrong but you were still in doubt. To be honest, only some people know that I was 'kumat' for the whole month (last month). I wanted to tell you, but I'm afraid... I don't know why. But when you asked me about my 'disease', that moment I realized... Well, my (unrelated) twins has a right to know about it, lol.

"I'm afraid that you sick but no one knows. People can hide themself and I'm afraid that you look okay on the outside but broken inside," you said that.

"Well yes, sometimes I am quite and hide myself from people. I do tell some people, but not everyone. Actually, I'm just healed from it. Why do you ask? Is it because I look different lately?"

"Well, I don't know. It's just make me worry about you."

Then you were standing quite while staring at me.

"Please don't do anything to Nita. I want to see Nita, the real Nita that I know."

Nad.... Seriously, I was so touched when you said it. To be honest, I was trying not to sobbing in the cafetaria. :)

"It's not that Nita is gone... Well people told me that I better find that old style Nita that they know."

"Well, I just want Nita safe and sound. You can tell me everything, okay?" What touched me the most was.... THEN YOU KISS ME ON THE CHEEK, that was so nice of you :) I was holding myself not to hug you in the crowd because people may feel a little bit awkward with that, lol.

I am speechless.

So Nadia, thank you for being my friend, my sister, and my twins that I longing all these years. It's nice talking to you and I'm glad that I can trust you with my untold stories, and thank you for trusting me with some of your stories, too! It's nice having a deep discussion from your perspective. I'm really hoping that our friendship will never be ended, we have to keep the bond no matter what the circumstances is.

Love,
Varenka :p

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