FamiLia
They don’t know it hurts me so hard to hear what they said after my father’s death. His pain is stopped and if he were still alive, he needs to continue suffering the syndrome. It’s like they know what we had gone through, till the point no matter what the worst condition my father had been, we kept thinking those f*cking pains would be healed. It’s a sadly true confession and I’d tried my best to accept my father had passed away..
There were the times when I had some imaginations about my future. What kind of man I will marry with. How many grandchildren I’ll give to my parents. My future husband will drive the car on a family vacation and my youngest child will sit on my father’s lap in the front seat next to my husband. My child will call him Opung. I smiled every time I ended to imagine about that. And now when I try to recall what I always imagine about, I end by crying.
I’d also tried my best to live my life normally. But it’s too hard. Sometimes in the morning, I woke up with tears. What a blank life without you, father, I think. When I was on the way to anywhere, I remembered him. When I was waiting for my brother to pick me up in the bus stop, I remembered how he used to phone me every night based on my campus schedule, and waited me patiently not less then 15 minutes from my coming.
When I ride my motorbike zig-zag due to avoid the stones, I’ll remember the time when we pushed him to move his body so it won’t be stiff. He had been on his sofa for months. So riding me to the bus stop will be one of the exercise to his body movement. He tried his best. To ride the motorbike as good as possible because he did it like he could do it for days. It feared me, actually. He tried his best. To never care what people might think when they saw his skin condition.
And now I try my best. To never let my tears down in between my laughs among people I socialise with. To speak normally like I fully accept my father’s gone. To stop crying when every time to see his pictures on my phone. And to welcome my future without him.
Enough! Back to the topic. I miss you, Sissy.. It's something you've waited for so long. As well as us. Now you have your own family, in which now you are not a princess but a queen. You manage everything and parents' allowance and forbidden is not your priority anymore. And the biggest change is you move into your own home. Not in here, our home. Our; I and them exclude you :(
Everything is changing. This home is kinda quiet since you move. Except the fact that now the duty you used to do is being mine; do the laundry. This house is much different now. The atmosphere. The nagging we do in every morning just because you are so lelet while I am Miss On-Time. Argued for something trivial even fought because of that. But 30 minutes later we talk like nothing happen just because both of us focus on the same thing; the news about celebrity who get endorsement from her illness. Lol. And afternoon meatball time. Even when we try to repeat those whole things. Everything will be not the same.
January 9th 2015 was the date. Akad Nikah was held one day before on Friday. And the ceremony was on Saturday. I could not manage time to snap many photos. What else? It's we pay a photographer for. Lols. But there was another crucial reason actually. I was on a multiple function on that day. As the bride's sister and... servant -,-
The ceremony on Saturday was held in fully Simalungun ethnically way which I can't mention in order one by one and explain the philosophy behind it. Can't wait to get the photos so I can show you all how it will look. So pretty.. People from the both side of couple wore clothes in bright color. Especially our family side. As Bataknese we wear Ulos in any important occasion.
But, how long was I allowed to stand gracefully in my pink gown and heels with 7 cm in height? Not more than 1 hour! And the 6 hours ahead I had to throw my heel and replace it with the comfortable robber flat sandal. Need comfy sandal to walk all day long till the afternoon to check the people we ask to manage the foods for guests in the big kitchen and... everything. My parents are the main casts on that day. Can't be disturbed! And my face is the only one people recognise as the Main Family Member; who has the responsibility to be asked where's the rendang, need money to buy this and that, new guests didn't get enough space to sit and collect the dirty plates. It's wedding ceremony not party. It's held in our home.
Kita orang kampoong tak lah pala sewa-sewa gedung kan. Mahal! Haha.
The guests were so crowded. Happy to know people fulfil our invitation and so hectic and tired at once. No matter what, the life after the ceremony is the most important thing to think about. Enough I think. I have to return to my material for tomorrow before I transform my self into a young lady with 59-years-old-thought who knows nothing but advice something great theoretically but zero practically. Sok-sok bijak, gitu lah.
Went to Siboras last Sunday to attend the invitation from family living in Siboras. That's a palm oil plantation which had the type of soil that will be very sticky when wet season comes. The soil is like clay. The climbing and descending road contour made everything worst. It should be an enjoyable trip to a relatives house. We saw greenish landscape in both right and left side.
Putri the nagging queen was frightened. We decided to walk waiting to be picked up.
On our walk, found this which I think was fish's egg. It turned out it was weasel's dung. Black seeds attached to it were papaya seeds. My aunt explained, that's why sometimes we found papaya trees in the forest. So I concluded, weasels have contributed to the reforestation.
She is my favorite cousin after Noni. She is so coquettish. Always nags. She is so confident, always says what a beautiful girl she is. She can't stop talking. No matter how we tell her to stop talking, it will not work. She loves singing and praising herself what a fluty voice she has. She is the most noisy kid I ever met. Besides, she loves eating so much!!
My father always nags me for not being able to drive motorbike till now, while there have been thousands elementary school kids out there can do that. Lol. So Noni suggested me to have a one week getaway in Kampung so she could teach me how to ride that two-wheelers. She added, it would be really hard for me in the future work-time if I could not drive a motorbike. I agreed and calmly sit in the back seat while she picked me up all the way from Gelugur Kuta. hehe.
We started in a lonely road near the corn field not far from my granny's home. Because it's a matic motorcycle and I of course could ride a bicycle (kill myself if I couldn't ride bicycle, I went to school in elementary time by it) I just need to control my hand power while pulled the gas and balanced the handlebar so I could make it straightly run.
The first mie aceh I bought by driving on my own.
Oh, It's quiet easy and I felt like playing a simulation game. The big boss would be the police who I would show my new ability so he will be willing to give my driver's license. Lol. But, I was mistaken. When I saw a truck came from the opposite way, I was so worry and hardly thought what I should do with my motorbike. Noni just calmed me down and said I just need to stay in my own route or stop could be the other best option.
Noni is the best teacher. She was very quiet in training me but kept being watchful since I could do any worst thing with me as the driver. She just laughed when I was too rigid driving the motorbike. Especially when I sounded the horn to chase the chickens away from the road. I was really bad in practicing the turning part. But practice makes perfect, right?
In the second day, I started to be able to control my worriess when I must share the road with other users. And in the third day, I felt it was really easy to drive the motorbike and I could prolong the training length to buy food which was pretty far from my granny's home. I was the driver for the round-trip, but to be honest, in the intersection of four where there were so many transportations came from all directions met in one point, Noni took over the handlebar. Lol.
Lestari Indah, the first beach I visited by driving on my own.
Last Saturday I went home and Noni joined me because it took 2 hours driving from Kampung to my home, so it would make her so tired if she went home in the same day. Moreover, my sister had promised to treat us Es Teler 77 if I could go to Indomaret by myself. I argued her that I could take Noni to the beach. If the distance from our home to beach was measured, I had repeatedly went there. Lol. In the next day we went to PMF to ask my sister make her promise to be real. Haha. And Noni was back to Kampung and we were back to Perbaungan.
I should have been Es Teler 77 ambassador since I was like do not know where to eat except there and like there is no option except Baso Super Special Jumbo and Es Teler. Lol.
It just takes less than 30 minutes to reach a beach from my house. There are several managers in that beach which make it has so many names. The brand new favorite one is Sri Mersing. Compare to others, Sri Mersing is the most distant and it's such a benefit for me. Less visitors = less waste.
I and my family sometime spent the afternoon quality time in the beach just to have some feet bath or if the weather is nice and the water is kinda teasing, we will swim. My parents also like to chat with the fishermen and buyt their fresh fish.
And also I and my best neighbor girls concurrently my best friends always have at least every once a week (if Molida is here) to chill out there and sometime we swim like it's our private beach. Because we usually come in the afternoon when the visitors had been out of there. And we can drive our motorcycles just to have girl's chatting by sitting on the swings there.
Went to Grand Indonesia in Saturday night
Just back from Jakarta to take the civil servants entrance exam in Foreign Ministry with Hanum and we were accompanied by my sister and her friend, Kak Dina. I actually don't have a good feeling to write this as my score made me down so badly. But I can't resist what an enjoyable trip I had in Jakarta and it's my first time being in the capital of my beloved country.
My sister's Hainan Chicken when having lunch in Central Park before heading to airport And the right picture is my order, Kung Pao Chicken.
We went on Saturday morning and Kak Dina's brother picked us up in the airport and then drove us to the hotel which had been booked by Bang Abet, our neighbor working in MenPAN. Bang Abet is Melda's older brother. The Sumatrans were scheduled to have the exam on Monday, so we had two days to enjoy the trip.
Except the exam itself, everything made me happy in the city surrounded by so many skyscrapers. Beautiful malls which I never see in Medan LOL, neat and clean environment, friendly taxi drivers, yummy culinary, didn't need to bother to haggle when shopping in Tanah Abang like there's no tomorrow and of course nice people we met there who helped us a lot. They are our friends and neighbors, though. TeeHee. And I was not that bothered by Jakarta's deadly traffic jam. Haha
I and Hanum persuaded my sister to ride Bajaj. Hey! We're in Jakarta, so bajaj was a must to try. There's no bajaj in Medan. Lol. But she just replied: "Just go by yourselves". Then I asked her how about Kopaja? We also need to try it. And we got a silent treatment. Lol. But we tried to ride a, what was it called? The blue one larger than bajaj. That's nice. Lol.
Bang Abet accompanied us to see the test location and then treated us diner in Senayan City. In the last day, we had to check out from the hotel. I who got the first session test, packed our stuffs and Hanum who got the second one, picked up by her YM Forum friends who then drove us to airport. Having lunch in Central Park before heading to airport.
They are funny, kind and friendly! Thanks for your kindness, guys. We love Jakarta!! But for me, Jakarta is a heaven if you have much, much money. Lol.
bloggie.. Miss someone owns you? I miss you too as you provide me 'edit' option so I can remedy the wrong words chosen or even erase them while my mouth doesn't have. I've prepared myself to face the entrance exams for civil servants and spent my time to hunt informations as many as possible and... *too shy to say* I study. teehee. I found several chances but don't wanna talk too much because there are a huge number of people whom I'm sure have much much much better preparation 
Went to Kampung last Saturday as surprise for Tigan, Mami and cousins. The sorrow was still very pronounced in that house and very happy for our coming could slightly cheer them up. There were still tears on the sidelines of talks about Mama Tiar but life must go on 
.
.  |
Even they ignored the broken TV but smart sister brought infocus so we like flying back to the traditional ages when people got entertainment from layar tancap 
. Watched World War Z in the night and The Expendables 2 in the next day.
About the two films, for World War Z, I must say I'm sick about the zombie indoctrinated and The Expendables 2, nothing special besides the legendary actors (in action movie) gathered in one screen.
. Watched World War Z in the night and The Expendables 2 in the next day.About the two films, for World War Z, I must say I'm sick about the zombie indoctrinated and The Expendables 2, nothing special besides the legendary actors (in action movie) gathered in one screen.
If you wanna see Sylvester Stallone as the protagonist with Arnold Schwarzenegger and Bruce Willis as his partners, not to mention Jean-Claude Van Damme as the antagonist, this movie is the best choice. But I love its fresh smart jokes.
We went home on Sunday though they asked us to postpone it but, there must be another visits. Oh, the foolish me forget to mention the happy news. Lona had been registered as a pharmacy student in one school of health science. Wish you luck, baby. *smooch* And wish Kakak luck juga ya, Dek.
We went home on Sunday though they asked us to postpone it but, there must be another visits. Oh, the foolish me forget to mention the happy news. Lona had been registered as a pharmacy student in one school of health science. Wish you luck, baby. *smooch* And wish Kakak luck juga ya, Dek.
إِنَّا لِلّهِ وَإِنَّـا إِلَيْهِ رَاجِعونَ
'Surely we belong to God and to Him shall we return'
not because of the less efficacious medicines,
not because of the stopped efforts,
we love,
but God's love is much greater.
♥ Mama Tiar ♥
August 28th, 2013
Miss my always-nags Mommy and Dad's dorky jokes. It's been 2 nights for them to stay in the hospital along with Tigan, Mami and others to accompany my Mama who was treated in ICU room and need the dialysis
In Karonese, Mama means uncle, Mami means aunt and Tigan is grandma.
If only her mom allowed Chang to sleep just for this night here, maybe there will be such a full of laughter night. But she didn't get the permission though it's related to her deadline she asked me to help 
Had some heavy snacks last afternoon with Melda and Evi. This roadside stall had been well known for its Laksa since I was a little girl. I used to think it belonged to Chinese because they were the most buyers. No offense 
Melda ordered laksa. This girl has stayed in Lampung for so long, maybe. That's why she's curious about this dish and guessed the colour was green 
. It's just a rice noodle with soto and its complement; shredded chicken meat, bean sprouts, celery, fried onions and traditional crackers.
. It's just a rice noodle with soto and its complement; shredded chicken meat, bean sprouts, celery, fried onions and traditional crackers.
My order, ketoprak. Curly instant noodle with pecal sauce, fried tofu and cucumber slices. And rujak for Evi. The seller (Evi's friend) didn't know the rujak would be served to her, the spicy enthusiast, that's why the rujak came in sweetish taste.
This stall had been our favourite afternoon hangout spot to have yummy food with very affordable price 
 |
| holat |
Big family from Dad's side come today to have some silaturrahmi. At the same time Dad asked Pak Tua's help to make holat (Simalungun tribe's typical food; grilled chicken neatly placed on a plate) and nitak (made of mashed rice, palm sugar and ginger). In Simalungun tradition, the two cuisines usually used as a 'tool' to convey any intention and hope, from parents to their children. With their two hands holding the plate and together give it while saying what they hope of what their children will achieve, and the child will accept the plate with his two hands too.
I personally do not believe any tradition like that (never tell it to my parents). I just follow what they want and the only thing I love is the holat. It has a very unique taste. Not just anyone who can make it because too many rules to be done. And for the nitak, we are not allowed to taste it to know if we have got the balance flavor or not. We will get nitak just the way it will be in the end. I asked why and nobody can answer. Lol. They just 'threatened' me that I will get diarrhea if I against the rule. And my aunt said that with no kidding -,-"
Don't judge a book by its cover. I myself feel that picture is so disgusting. But it tastes something you'll never imagine till you really try it. Nyamz!!
Don't judge a book by its cover. I myself feel that picture is so disgusting. But it tastes something you'll never imagine till you really try it. Nyamz!!
I don't like the nitak. Too sweet in my taste. And before eat it, I
This is the secret for holat. Never think it's slices of smoked meat, okay. It's the slices of bark called sitkam tree. Nobody in this house can tell me how to call sitkam in Bahasa so, yeah.. -,-"// The slices would be mashed and then squeezed the water. The juice which will be used in holat.
Continue with briefly relax in the beach. Lebaran atmosphere is still in the air and it made the people who felt the right to charge people to enter the beach be so stubborn. They gave so unreasonable price; 13k rupiahs for each person and there were 12 people in our group. We are local people! Moreover we came in the afternoon when many people had been out of there. Brother negotiated to give 20k rupiahs or we went to other beach. The people gave me LOL for accepting the price. huahahaha.
This stupid kid, just like her Dad is so afraid of big water. The reason: afraid of drowning. Though she had the life ring, she still didn't want to join her cousins into the water. She preferred to play with the life ring on the sand -,-"
Suddenly want to back to my broken English blogpost like my http://damaniqueen.blogspot.com/ and other blogger friends who also use English had given me more spirit to gain my English ability at least in writing. Find some mistakes in my writing? There will be no hard feeling if you tell me ^,^
Overtook Mom and Kakak to Kampung this morning with Dad and Abang. Then drove Mama to a clinic in the afternoon and found an old year of publication magazine in the receptionist table, Forum Keadilan (Forum of Justice), while waiting the doctor came. I was 7 years in that time and I just remember I was only a second grade elementary schoolgirl. Now I can flashback what important occurrences happened in my childhood; something I never care at that time. Though I can remember some of them.
Overtook Mom and Kakak to Kampung this morning with Dad and Abang. Then drove Mama to a clinic in the afternoon and found an old year of publication magazine in the receptionist table, Forum Keadilan (Forum of Justice), while waiting the doctor came. I was 7 years in that time and I just remember I was only a second grade elementary schoolgirl. Now I can flashback what important occurrences happened in my childhood; something I never care at that time. Though I can remember some of them.
- Humanistic dialogue for Soeharto's re-run for president
Indonesia was at its worst economic crisis at that time and people blamed him for not being able to control it. So many argumentations about who was the best person who could replace him and late Abdurrahman Wahid, Megawati Soekarno Putri and also our current president Susilo Bambang Yudhoyono included in the list.
- New warriors in Bank of Indonesia
The list included Miranda Gultom and that's the start for her to serve as The Deputy of Bank of Indonesia and now she entangles in bribery case for the position. And also Aulia Pohan who is now father-in-law of President Yudhoyono's first son.
- The death of Princess Diana and Mother Theresa
I remember about the Princess but never know about Mother Theresa at that time. But I ever watched a movie about her struggle for the rabbles in India on Metro TV's World Movie. Lady Di was died in a tragic accident with her boyfriend, Dodi Al Fayed, in Paris tunnel on 31 December. And Mother Theresa died adrift just one week from Lady Di's death.
- Titanic's first release
I remember. I and my friends were under my friend's aunty's watch while watching the movie due to the sexual content. We were underage. Lol. Directed by James Cameron, Titanic cost $200 millions (1 trillion rupiah). I can't imagine how much that money is today.
Titanic had been made into more than 20 movies and even a month after the tragedy, Save From The Titanic which acted by them who were the real Titanic tragedy survivors, was released. But Cameron had the different version from the others and don't forget about the budget. Other versions just show about the Titanic only and Cameron made it by adding the forbidden love story between people with high and low status.
Cameron prepared 5 years for observation before started to film it. He dive to see the ruins of the ship. He made the replica of Titanic which was only 10 % smaller than the original and prepared 64 millions litre of water to drown it. To create an authentic ship interior, Cameron built studio covering 16 hectares.
The article guested if Cameron would get best profit from his big ambition with his Titanic or just drown like the real ship which ever dubbed as the unsinkable ship. You can answer it, right?
A Treat
Get a simple lunch treat today from Yutri for her acceptance in one of Syari'ah Banks in this country. Beef balls for me, complete chicken noodle for her and two portions of fried rice for Au and Chang. Not forget to get kacang atom for the topping. She will start September by going to Bogor for the short training and as the plan, she will be placed in Tanjung Morawa. Wish her luck!! Hopefully the job will suit her vision and lead her to a bright future Today was filled with laugh with the best girls of mine. Sweet jokes with Chang as the target; as always. She would meet with a boy she knew from phone maybe and we tried our best to cancel their meeting. From sabotaging her phone but Au was too worry to type the cancel message to the boy, till Yutri picked up the phone from him and pretended to be Chang saying their meeting was canceled. No one was success. Lol. Till the Maghrib time..
Some Cries
Noni phoned me. Crying said that Mama was sick and this time, she said that he couldn't stand it anymore. Everyone's face changed to be gloomy. Surprisingly they prepared their black clothes into bag. I didn't even dare to ask why they should pack the black clothes. That's way too much but, I prepared mine. Car was used by Abang to take people to Brastagi and there was big jammed everywhere due to Lebaran. Dad decided to go to Kampung by motorcycle but it turned out his blood pressure raised. So danger for him to ride motorcycle in night. Mom is the most worrying and she cried. Avoidably she and Kakak must ride the motorcycle. Hopefully everything is gonna be alright.
Langganan:
Komentar (Atom)
Social Icons