The Afif

I’ve known him since I was in the second year of my study. This guy is the toughest person I’ve ever met and he brings a lot of comprehending to me and it’s all about life. I am so grateful to find person like him. His name is Saleh Afif Lubis, I do love him too even I do not know how to say it. I am not that close to him but I do love to be close because I think we have something in common.

He’s been through a really hard life as it makes him a really strong one. There’s nothing I can say, but he is a great leader. Afif, that’s how we call him, is a really independent person, he has a strong personality and he is a true entrepreneur. I am often jealous with his capacity. He has a voice, strong voice and he is the motor of change.  

He comes from a small family and if I am not mistaken he is an orphan, his father passed away when he was a kid. He brought up in great environment. As I can see, his mom gave him a lot of encouragement and this turned him to be confident and sturdy person.

I love his independency. He’s done so much to occupy his life. He’s fought with many torturing moment on his life and they were not always easy, but you know what they say, Experience is the best teacher. It makes him stand to his very own feet till now. 

Afif is quite temperamental person, easy to get exploded, so cranky too. But the loveliest part of his is he’s a touchy person, he cannot stand to our attentions. He’s quite easy to cry, I bet. He has loyalty but too easy to be burned. He is sometimes too hasty to define the problem and it makes a great misunderstanding (this is my point of view), maybe this because he has a great awareness, alert system in his brain (This is just my hunch too). He’s blocked us several times and disappeared from Facebook and little did he knew, we, all of us were curious and kept wondering,” What have we done?” He’s a bit mysterious and the good news is, he is success to make us confused. And every time he does that suspicious treatment to us, we suddenly call each other and do some short investigation. Afif must be so proud now, because we do that “silly” thing because we feel “this” close to him, because we love him.

I miss him so much now, and I feel bad because since he was here I didn’t have any time to talk to him. I do realize, it’s a stupidity to cry over the spill milk and I plan to mend what it’s already broken. He is my inspiration to move on. It may be too much, but I am jealous with his life. Thank you for giving us so much inspiration.

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