Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Lebaran This Year...


...is pretty much like any other Lebarans last years.

Sholat Ied in the masjid. Shaking hand, forgiving each other. Visiting families here and there. Tired yet fun.

This year is a little less perfect, three siblings of mine spent the Lebaran holidays at their parents in law. Still it doesn't change the happiness of being together with parents and whoever we met.

Grannies that couldn't stop telling to (or not to) do this and that. Mouths that couldn't stop chewing. Little feet that couldn't stop running here and there. Kids yelling. Error stomachs. But those are all the things we miss to do annually, every Idul Fitri.

Happy Eid Mubarak.

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this post is linked to Wordful Wednesday, hosted by Angie

Sunday, August 19, 2012

the present to myself

you who haven't experience this, may find it hard to understand or even imagine what babies mean to a mother. they're everything. I mean everything. if you lost them you have nothing.

they're the one who make you stand through all storms and thunders, burning sun and heavy rain.
they make you strong to bear every pain
they make you tough you can wipe (or hide) your tears
they make you the best actress in the world
they keep your sanity stands when the whole world goes crazy

I'm not talking about you pretending to love them. 'coz no matter what you do, no matter what you say, no matter how you deny; you love them.

you'll give everything you have, and more
you want to always make them believe you're okay
you never know what pain they'll suffer if the found out you're not 


so never mind thinking about a birthday present.
their presence has always been the best present, and hope it will always be.

happy birthday to me.






Thursday, August 9, 2012

The Real Teen

Not just because her age, for the second year, is in two digits number. But also because she's now a high school student.

She's grown with mature thought and responsibility. I've always been more as her friend than her mother. I hope we'll always be best friends forever.

No birthday cake. No party. No celebration.

Only hugs and prayers. Oh, and birthday present off course. Later. She's still thinking about what she wants.

Happy Birthday, dear.






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Thursday, August 2, 2012

Tentang Ekstra Kurikuler di Sekolah Baru.

Ini minggu kedua Mbak Ibit bersekolah sebagai anak SMP. Hampir setiap hari, dengan panuh semangat dia bercerita tentang hal-hal baru di sekolah. Tentang teman-teman yang lucu, guru yang menyenangkan dan yang membosankan. Perpustakaan yang asik tapi lampunya kurang terang...

Pagi ini di perjalanan ke sekolah, Mbak Ibit mengatakan bahwa dia sedang bingung untuk menentukan ikut ekstra kurikuler apa. Dia mendapat undangan untuk ikut kelompok persiapan Olimpiade IPA, karena nilai IPA-nya waktu Ujian Nasional kemarin termasuk tinggi.

Kubilang, terserah Mbak Ibit. Tapi kalau aku, ekskul adalah kegiatan senang-senang, refreshing setelah pusing oleh pelajaran.

'Kata Bu Guru,' kata Mbak Ibit, ekskul jangan cuma yang senang-senang aja. Nah loh, ideologinya kebalikan. Tapi sebenarnya Mbak Ibit maunya ikut menyanyi dan jurnalistik. Yang nanti terpilih ikut olimpiade paling banyak 4 orang. Kalau nggak kepilih rasanya sia-sia. Beda kalau menyanyi dan jurnalistik. Biarpun tidak mewakili lomba, setidaknya sudah bersenang-senang selama kegiatan.

Fiuh. Diam-diam aku lega. Dan kataku, ada anak yang memang cocok ambil ekstra olimpiade. Yaitu anak-anak yang kebahagiannya adalah belajar dan belajar. Mbak Ibit tertawa, dan katanya dia bukan yang seperti itu.

'Lagian aku juga nggak terlalu suka IPA'
'Nilai IPA tinggi karena kebetulan'
'Haha, iya. Aku cuma nebak-nebak, dan ternyata benar...'

Ha ha ha.
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