@wonderfulternate: This city is never really far away. He lives in the smell of cloves that is wet after the rain, in the maghrib call to prayer that bounces on the sea wall, in the narrow street that memorizes your childhood steps. Ahead of Ramadhan, the longing is like the wind from Hiri and Maitara—subtle, but can't be denied. Ternate is a patient home. He waited without saying much. Waiting for you to spell the sky again,Or just recite a prayer from the city of people. Ternate always knows how to call home—even if it's only through memory. #ternate_malukuutara #aibomcapile #wonderfulindonesia #fyp