"Oh I look at you and smile because I'm fine"

Here's five qualities I adore from Bangun. I know none of you probably care, and I also know he will read this eventually and his head will float to the size of an Airbus. I also know very well that this sounds very lame-ass mushy. But to celebrate the day, it's worth it.

He's smart. Well, they say "pinter itu relatif," so I'm talking about logic smart. He's one of the most logical men ever. He's a science geek, so calculating every thing comes naturally to him. Which makes him a great engineer that he is. He thinks before he acts, and that's how I know my life's safe in his hands.

He's a very generous gentleman. This is funny because anyone who knows him knows he's not the most romantic guy. Hell, he left me behind several times when he was supposed to hold my hand. But to people in general, he's a gentleman. He's the kind of guy who stops his car to help a broken motorbike on the road. He comes from a very well-mannered family, and he respects people, no matter what their background is. And I like it better like that than if he treated me like a queen, but other people, a trash.

His assertiveness is certainly a turn-on. Even though it could be annoying when used in a debate with me, I adore the fact that he stands up to his opinions. He doesn't hesitate when he wants to speak his mind. And people, that is how others can respect you.

He lets me do practically whatever I want. And I want to do a lot. He doesn't mind my job as a journo, who travels quite a lot, comes home late at night, and has either flirty guy friends, or those who treats me as a guy. He lets me go out with my friends and get home any time I want. I know guys who don't allow their girlfriends to do this. He also lets me smoke and drink. He lets me live my life the way I would. Which should apply to every other guy in the world, really.

Last, this is cliche but the most important one; he understands me. And only you who knows me well knows how hard it is. I put rewel to a new level; I'm so rewel that most of the times I don't even know what I'm reweling about. And my guy just listens. And at least up until now, he's still here despite this selfish little lady inside.



Happy fifth anniversary, dear!