I don’t like groups. I always think groups demand commitment which I lack of. Plus, I don’t really work well with people. That adds more reason for me disliking groups. To be honest, I don’t really get along with other human. I selectively choose people whom I consider I like and I think I can be close with.
When my friend asked me to form a book club on Whatsapp, I raised my eye brow. I asked her, “Who else will be in?” She said just us and the other two friends. Because this book club doesn’t require high commitment and only has few members, I agreed to join.
Our first book to discuss is Bumi Manusia by Pramoedya Ananta Toer. It’s been years since the first time I read that book. I almost forgot what it’s all about. So, I reread it. I read carefully. I marked pages that I thought were important.
Just in two or three days I finished reading it. For a book with 535 pages that was quite fast. Soon after reading it, I wrote a review for Bumi Manusia. I wrote it in 3 – 4 hours. And, boy, that was the longest review I’ve ever written. Call me exaggerating, but I felt tired after writing it. It’s like writing the review drained my energy because I put serious effort into it. I guess I’m officially old then.
You can read the review here.
It’s been a while since the last time I splurge money on books. That’s because I refrain myself from going to Gramedia or check online book store. But, I miss Gramedia. So, about two weeks ago I went there. I wanted to smell new books. You know what I mean, right? And I brought Kerumunan Terakhir home with me.
Intermezzo. I have written a review for Kerumunan Terakhir here. Feel free to check it out.
Back to my story. Before deciding to buy Kerumunan Terakhir, I was in a dilemma. There were, like, eight or nine books I really wanted to buy. They would cost me around Rp 600.000 – 700.000,-. Shoot. I didn’t have money that much to spend on books only. I know it’s my mistake for not making a budget or saving each month to buy books. I was too busy to buy skin care and make up products.
Last night, Om Ayah, adding more dilemmas into my life. He tagged me in a post on Facebook. He posted this photo below. He obviously knew my weakness because now I really want that book.
I pick my poison and it’s you.