It was new year’s eve when I decided to get ink. I told my good friend, Anis, her opinion. I know what I want: an ambigram of names of two persons I love the most. My mom and my daughter. The thought of having an ink appear years ago, to be exact when I wrote a short story, “Foto Ibu”. But never really thought in a chapter of my life I would someday have one. Well, now it’s on me.