CY
Day 16 in Kupang, West Timor
Everyone dreaded for this day to arrive. We bonded with our neighbors real close despite the language barrier. Most of us had tears flowing down uncontrollably like waterfall. The villagers cried and kept hugging us, couldn't bear to let go.
My emotions overwhelmed me when I hugged Rifal, the gorgeous little guy who caught me eye since day 1. He was crying hard too. Gwad, it was so hard to let go.
Thankfully I didn't forget to hand the photos to Ibu Peggy, requesting for her to help me send it to my school. Mona, Marinah and I couldn't stop crying even in the car, on the way to the airport.
At the airport, some cried more when we hugged Ibu Peggy. She was our mother for the past 15 days. Really fed us well. Love you and thank you, Ibu Peggy!
It didn't feel good to be back in Singapore, unfortunately. It was only 16 days, why the magnetic longing to be back in Kupang? This sucks. I wanna return. I have to. I gotta.
This is one journey I do not wish to disembark.
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11:59 PM
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CY (Caiying)
Desiree
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Marinah
Mona
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Shoe (Shuxiang)
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