Dear Colleagues,

On the first day of work, I examined your look from head to toe. You put hair mask and combed your hair backward. You wore white long sleeve shirt and black trousers. Those were ironed nicely and perfectly fit on your body. Your shoes were black polished I could see my face on it. I thought you must be a former banker or someone who concern about fisical appearance.

Then I remember people say,”First impression is important but get ready for surprise.”

Almost everyday, we discuss and collaborate project, sit with our own laptop in silence then suddenly you sing with your untuned voice. But there is also time when we have tension, criticize each other. Sometimes, we talk about things outside work and you start to open up about yourself. You told me about what you believe in, your family.You said you are the first who works in government institution and want to change family’s fortune.

With your persistence, confidence, your mom’s prayer, you finally get a position you want. I don’t know how should I feel. I am happy for you but at the same time, I have to let you move to another office. I couldn’t imagine next year, there will be noone else who listen to my story and give stupid advice, noone who annoys me with repeated question “what are you doing?”, noone who talks too much, noone who makes effort to find me boyfriend. I don’t know how my day will be if someone who laugh and grouch with is not in the same office again.

It is hard, of course, to let you go. Since it is your first time living far from your parents, you ask me how is it like to live in capital city, how should you manage your lifestyle. This is what I can give to you: you will be tougher than you think, you will expand your mindset. You will grow to be wiser man.

There is bright future lays ahead in front of you. Fly!

Years ago, I used to write letters (or whatever it is called) to someone who means to me. This is the second from three letters I will write during Christmas holiday. Congratulation to Harriyadi and Mas Hafiz. People come and go, so thank you for your presence in my life.

*You need to crack a code to read the last letter

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