Refusing to age Asna

Among the things that Asna and I have in common is that we’re in denial about our age.

I maintain that I’m 16 and she maintains that she’s 10. We whine about it, too.

“Asna, I don’t want to grow old.”

“Me too!!! I don’t want to have so many responsibilities!!!”

“How do we stop growing old?!”

“We can’t. That’s life… you have to move on!”

I give her the chance to pretend that she’s 10.

When someone asked for her age, I saja sakat and tell them she’s 13, to which she sentap and said:

“I’m not 13! I’m 12!”

Then I corrected her.

“No… you’re 10.”

She wanted to protest initially, but gave it a second and nodded.

“Yes, I’m 10.”

On the other hand, she won’t give me the chance.

She was reading a couple of books that I used to read. Self-help books for teenagers she found on the bookshelves.

“What are you reading?” I asked.

“Your old books.”


She cheerfully added:

“These are for teenagers. You can’t read them anymore, you’re turning thirty. 3-0.”


The time I first wore dark plum lipstick a few years back, she kept on complaining about it. When I was wearing it while she was hanging out in my room, she was like:

“Cikyong, I can’t look at you when you’re wearing that. It makes me distracted. You look like a 60-year-old nenek.”

Recently, I got another dark lipstick, but in brighter and maybe more refreshing oxblood. She smiled when she saw me wear it and excitedly gave me this remark:

“I like this better than your other lipstick — the other one made you look so old. This one suits your age, it makes you look 30!”

The issue here is… I am not even 30.

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    January 3, 2017 at 6:51 PM

    well. we are always aging anyway. always a second older so, no escaping.

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    Khairul Zamri
    January 4, 2017 at 7:14 AM

    Good you are blogging with your style, like to read this blog. Keep it up.

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