Friday, October 20, 2017

Smooch Moochi

I'm surrounded by kind and beautiful people. Not long after my posting about Flappy's tragic death, a friend from my college years contacted me. Septi. She was one of the girls in the dorm I stayed with. The younger ones :)) We never had any contact besides being friends in Facebook and Instagram. But not long I assume after she read my (blog or Instagram) postings about Flappy's death, she offered me a kitty cat. It was one of the best news I've received since a long time. So long story short, here he is, our beloved kitty cat: Moochi. 

Learning from our previous mistakes, we immediately took Moochi to the vet so he could get all the necessary vaccines he needed. Alhamdulillah so far Moochi is growing to be a healthy kitty. The first days Moochi was with us, he didn't want to eat a lot. We thought that he was just stressed out because of being in a new home. But it turned out that he had some teeth coming out and also some mouth ulcers. Good lord! :)) I didn't even know that cats CAN get mouth ulcers! Alhamdulillah our vet, drh. Yani from Meatball Pet Care Bintaro is a very nice and caring veterinarian. She treated and talked to Moochi as if he was a baby... Like a human one :))) I guess that's how vets got taught in college? :D Thanks to drh. Yani, Moochi is now growing to be a very healthy kitty. He eats a lot too! :) Kukka?

Oh you guess it right! :) Kukka loves Moochi very much! The minute she arrives at home from school, Kukka asks for Moochi. Sometimes I have to remind her to come to ME first and give me a kiss. Instead of running around the house looking for Moochi. The two of them would then spend the afternoon playing together. There must be something about Kukka. But it's like every cat she's been with, it lets her do anything! :)) Moochi got bundled up like a baby, got tossed up in the air like a small child, got dressed up and everything. Sometimes he does run away from Kukka. But most of the time he lets Kukka do whatever she wants.

Me? I love Moochi :) I spoil him that much I'd let him take a nap together with me! Usually around noon the 2 of us would lie down on the sofa. While I'm resting with a book on my hand, Moochi would jumped on the sofa and cuddling next to me. But most of time he sleeps on my tummy, my arm or on my chest. Yes. On my breasts to be exact! :)) This kitty is so weird. Maybe the sound of my heart soothes him. I don't know :) Alhamdulillah so far Moochi is growing to be a very healthy kitty. His vaccines are complete, he eats well and it looks like he's happy to be a part of our family. 

Hubster? Well... This is also funny and weird at the same time. Moochi acts differently around Hubster. It's like he knows that THE MAN OF THE HOUSE is different than the others :)) As if he knows that Hubster is not THAT MUCH of a cat lover. Many times all Hubster needs is to hold a broom in his hand and woooooosh!!! Moochi would run out of the house :))) But I did see Hubster held Moochi a couple of times. And I think I saw Moochi had an alarmed look :))) Well... I guess it's true. Cats ARE smart. It's VERY possible that they DO know who REALLY love them and who doesn't :p


The Other Man

As far as my memory goes, there are 2 men in my life who I considered cool. Cool as in how they look, how they behave & of course their personalities. If you’re an avid reader of my blog I bet you know how much I love, admire & adore my Dad :) Now I want to tell you about the second man I admire. It’s my father-in-law. I call him Bapak. 

I’m very certain that I’m not imagining this. Ever since the first time Hubster took me to his house & introduced me to his father, I became a fan of Bapak :)) Why? Well, in my opinion, not only is Bapak a very smart man, he also looks & acts cool. It’s a bit complicated to describe. But I’m sure the minute you meet him, you’ll agree with me. I never feel awkward around him. On the contrary, I like to sit & have conversations with him. It’s not difficult to be at ease around him because he is funny too. And after spending a big family holiday with him last weekend (Oct 13th) it reminds me again how cool my father-in-law is. While the others had their moments together in the living room, Bapak & I had the chance to chat. I can’t really remember how it started but he did ask me about my health & how I am doing so far. Unlike to some people, I told Bapak almost everything :) Not only about my current condition, but also my feelings. How I rather spend time by myself than being in a crowd, that I rather be quiet & to be told to do things & other stuff. Why? 

Because of my forgetfulness, I often ask the same questions again & again & again. Many times I also ask about the things that I should do or not do. Or because of my illness I often make mistakes & make some people around me angry or pissed off. I poured my heart out to Bapak that it actually pisses me off too that some people think I do these mistakes deliberately. Of course I didn’t actually use the word “piss off” in front of him :D I told Bapak that some people do actually think I’m making these stuff up. That I INTENTIONALLY forget some things. Even lying about them! Why? I don’t know. Because some think I’m craving for attention? Now why would I want that when I already know what I’d get? Talking to Bapak about it was the right thing to do. Because he totally understands what I’m going through. It turns out that he also experiences this forget-about-stuff thing... In the middle of our conversation my sister-in-law Mba Dewi came & confirmed the stories about Bapak's forgetfulness. I must say it was a nice and liberating feeling to have something in common with Bapak. I just wish it would've been something good :(

Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Remember, Remember. To Draw For DrawTober.

Lately it just occurred to me that I like to draw. A lot. Come to think of it this is actually not something new. When I was little I used to draw or paint quite often. Once I even participated in a drawing competition in Fakultas Kedokteran Hewan IPB & won. 4th prize! Not bad, right?! :)) When I was still in Vienna there was an Independence Day Celebration at the Indonesian Embassy. I also participated in a drawing competition. Did I win? I can't remember :)) Anyways... The point is I just realize that writing is not my only hobby. I also like to draw. BUT (yes there's a but :p) I don't have a lot of original ideas. Like...my own! Unlike writing, I can't just picture some kind of a scenery or object in my head & then pour the idea on a piece of paper or canvas or whatever. What I do (for now) is put the words (read: ideas) on Google, click Search & voila! :))

Once I find an image that I like, I try to copy it & add some of my own ideas. Whether it's another object, different colors, anything. So far I'm enjoying it. I also started to paint like... Using an easel, canvas, palette, paint, paintbrush & stuff :)) It's not finish yet but I promise I will. Soon! Then one day I found this DrawTober 2017 thing. I thought okay, why not?! I already have an unused notebook! All I needed was a pencil & an eraser. That's it! I must admit it is very challenging. But also very fun! Every day I try to put something...personal on my drawing. Something meaningful. I don't want to draw...just like that! 

So far I've only on Day 7. Today is my Day 8 & I haven't draw anything. I usually do it after dinner or while putting Kukka to bed. I must admit though... This DrawTober thing needs a lot of commitment :)) Well... Let's consider it as another challenge, shall we?   

Monday, October 09, 2017

Midterm Break Getaway

Lately I've been losing some things that used to excite me. One of those things is the thrill to write. The one thing that I really love doing and some say, very good at it. It's making me really sad… So I've made a promise to bring back that thrill. Starting with this particular post! 

On October 5th - 9th Hubster, my beloved Godsend & I spent Kukka's midterm break in Bali again. But this time the gang was bigger! It all started because Hubster wanted Kukka to spend the holiday together with someone who is...not...old. Like her parents :)) After giving a long of thought, we decided to ask Uchie, my sister in law, to come along. Why? Because she has 2 children, Raoul & Mika, who are... Well obviously that makes them as Kukka's cousins :)) When we told Kukka about it she was very very happy! So long story short, I started browsing villas on AirBnB & also packing. While Hubster started buying tickets & renting a car. 

Day One
We rented a big and beautiful villa called Villa Jimbaran in Jl. Blong Bidadari No. 88, South Kuta (pics taken from AirBnB). I must say that when we arrived at the villa, I was in awe. I knew from the pictures that the villa is super nice. But I didn’t expect it to be… That big? That awesome? That the view is so beautiful? The only downside of it is the way to get to the villa. It is pretty far from the airport and the road is kinda steep. But it’s totally worthy! When the kids saw the pool they couldn’t wait to jump into it. While me… I couldn’t wait to go to the bedroom and lie down on a comfy bed & enjoy some peace & quiet :)) But it wasn’t long until we went to go out to eat. And of course, the restaurant had to be near the beach. We went to Ristorante Italia, our favorite. While Hubster, Uchie & the kids went to the beach, I was just chilling in the restaurant. Writing on my diary & drawing my daily DrawTober (I’ll blog about this later). It was very nice… I did worry a bit because of the cloudy sky. But then I thought oh what the hell! 

When it got dark we went back to the villa. Of course the kids jumped straight into the pool & kept on swimming until their skins got wrinkley. The good thing about it was that because the kids were so tired they fell asleep really easy. And so were we… The adultssszzzzzz….. 

Oh yeah! I can't really remember how it started but then Hubster had the idea of invited Mas Ijul, Hubster’s oldest brother, & Mba Dewi, his wife, to come along. But they had to take a late flight. Anyways suddenly our gang got bigger: Hubster, me, Kukka, Uchie, Raoul, Mika, Mas Ijul & Mba Dewi! Well... The more the merrier, right?!


Day Two
In the morning we were delighted to see that Mas Ijul & Mba Dewi, who took a very late plane, arrived safe & sound in the villa. And there’s one more thing: it turned out that this was Mas Ijul’s first time in Bali! :) I really hoped that he would enjoy Bali like many others do. After a quick breakfast we went to Bali Safari and Marine Park. Luckily Hubster was able to find another car for Mas Ijul to drive. The best part of it was seeing the kids being so excited. Especially Raoul & Mika. As for Kukka… This wasn’t her first time. So I guess Kukka wasn’t that excited anymore. As a matter of fact, after having lunch in Tsavo Lion Restaurant, Hubster, Kukka & I decided to stay. Kukka was so tired she threw up. Afterwards she almost instantly fell asleep on my lap. And it was quite a long nap too. Good. Meanwhile the others took the tour bus & enjoyed Bali Safari together.

Later on Hubster & I wanted Mas Ijul & Mba Dewi to enjoy sunset in Kuta. And so we went. Kuta was crowded. Like always. But it wasn’t really packed. While Mas Ijul & Mba Dewi went to the beach, we decided to go to Beachwalk like true Bintaroers :)) Of course visiting Krisna was on our list too. Why? BECAUSE BUYING KAOS BARONG IS A MUST!!! Thinking that my Barong shirts at home were already worn out I went pretty crazy here. I didn’t get any headache because the store wasn’t that full. It must be a sign! My heart felt lighter when I finally had my new Barong t-shirts in my hand :)) As for my BFF, Keke, I couldn’t get any dodol rumput laut because it was sold out. Well… No luck for you, girl :p

As for dinner we decided to have it by the beach in Warung Ramayana. Too bad we didn’t take pictures. Because the amount of food that we ordered were….huge! :)) Yes. I think we were too hungry to take pictures! I couldn’t even stand up because my tummy was too full :)) Fish, lobster, squid, you name it. All inside my belly :p After all… It was our last night in Bali…


Day Three
It was quite a cloudy morning… The kids went swimming and finished just in time. It rained quite long after they went out from the pool. I enjoyed some me-time in the bedroom while lying down on the bed & looking out the window. Enjoying the rain & watching at the Pink Flamingo moving here & there in the swimming pool. It was just before noon… 

At 1PM we already arrived in the airport because check-out time was 12pm. Although our flight was around 4pm. I particularly didn’t think of it as a big deal. I enjoyed the time sipping coffee & did my DrawTober again. Alhamdulillah everything went great. As we arrived in Jakarta, we said our goodbyes & went home safely. I must say… No matter how fancy the villa we had, how great the places we’ve been & how great our holiday was, it felt really, really, really good to be home & finally sleep on our own bed. 


Home sweet home it is :)

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Dear Kukka: Happy 9th Birthday!

No way! There’s no way you’re 9 years old now!!!! MY BABY???? MY PRECIOUS GODSEND???? 9 YEARS OLD??????? Where did all those baby years go????

Good God… No wonder you’ve changed so much! The way you talk, the gestures you do, the comments you make, the questions you ask! So not….baby-like anymore!!! I’m so saaaaaaaaaad! Yet also very excited at the same time :)) I know, I know. It doesn’t make any sense. Just wait and see until you have your own daughter someday. Then you’ll understand. 


This year we celebrated your birthday in Hard Rock Bali again. I think it was your choice? You were very happy, obviously. The fact that we spent the nights in a hotel and you spent the days on the beach until your skin got all wrinkley, that was your idea to have a perfect birthday. But I wonder why you looked kind of embarrased when the Hard Rock Hotel guys brought you a cake and sang to you Happy Birthday… Because you’re not a little girl anymore? :)

But you did have a great birthday, right? Like I wrote on my instagram on your birthday: 


A beautiful soul was born today. 
9 years ago to be exact. 
She changes my life in ways I could never imagine. 
She’s my godsend, my guardian angel. 
My daughter, the love of my life. 
Meine Liebe. Mein Ein und Alles.

Monday, July 10, 2017

Rest In Peace, Flappy Boy...

It's a sad, sad day... It was 7pm... Kukka and I, along with Dewi and Ari just arrived home from a half day of shopping spree... And there he was... Flappy, our batcat... Lying stiff in the cage with his eyes half opened... No...! Flappy!!! ;((( Wait... It just occured to me that I haven't write about Flappy at all! 

Flash back to February 10th. Dewi found a cute tiny kitten. Kukka was so happy and begged me to keep him. I instantly fell in love with him too. After we had the permission from Hubster, Kukka named the kitten Flappy, the cute ones with big, flappy, bat-wings kind of ears... We were so happy. Flappy was a very cheerful and playful kitten. He liked to chase us around, bite our hands and fingers and even our legs when we walked. Flappy was not allowed to come inside our house. Hubster didn't allow him to. Whenever he did come inside, Hubster would hold a broom and showed it to Flappy. Then Flappy would run outside the door as fast as he could. But that broom thing only worked with Hubster. As for the rest of us? Flappy didn't care. He wasn't afraid at all. Many times Flappy would just lay on the floor and acting funny instead. He knew that this particular group of people (Kukka, Dewi, Ari and I) would let him play inside the house. Unlike the Man of The House, maybe that what Flappy was thinking... Because yeah... Whenever Hubster wasn't at home, we would let Flappy play inside and even sleep with us! 

I even took a nap on the sofa with him lying on my tummy or on my chest. Kukka also sneaked Flappy inside her bedroom a lot of times. I would find them playing with a bunch of plush toys on the bed. Flappy was a very curious kitten. Whenever there was another cat passing by our house, he looked and sometimes even followed the other cat. Poor Flappy though... The other cats would either run away from him or hissed...

Long story short... On June 30th we went to Lombok for holiday. Because there was nobody who could take care of Flappy while we were gone, we decided to put him in a petshop until we came back... Everything was fine... A vet checked him up first to make sure that he was healthy. He was. He didn't look very happy though. As if he knew that we would have fun without him... I said sorry and promised Flappy that I would pick him up again as soon as we got back home. We didn't... Because Ari and Dewi were still on leave, we decided to pick Flappy up after they came to work again. 

So on July 7th we picked up Flappy from the petshop. Kukka and I were sooo happy!!! All the way home Flappy kept meowing as if he was mumbling something like "Why did you guys leave me at that petshop all by myself??? Why didn't you take me with you?!?!" It was hilarious... We couldn't stop laughing because Flappy's voice sounded angry in a funny way... I kept apologizing to him. I told him we would never leave him again... The second we arrived home, I let Flappy out of his carrier and he ran around the garden, climbed the tree up and down, went in and out of the house and jumping around following Kukka and me, biting our arms, our legs and my butt. Just the way he liked it... 

The next morning around 6am after I took my pills, I checked on Flappy. He was already awake. So I held him in my arms. And like always, he kept biting me and kicking me, which made me laugh outloud. Then I cradled Flappy in my arms and I started to sing Please Forgive Me by Bryan Adams. I said I'm sorry that I had to put him in the petshop and I promised him that would not do it again... I swear Flappy instantly stopped kicking and biting! He just looked me in the eyes and started to purr... He even let me play with his paws! So it was like we were holding hands... That was 3 days ago...

The next morning Flappy was not being himself... He was weak. He didn't finish his food and water... So unlike him... I thought he was just sleepy. But then I saw Flappy walked slowly from under the willow tree into his cage... Then he started to puke in his litterbox... I thought such a good boy! He puked in the litterbox. Not even on the grass! The next day Flappy was missing. But eventually Dewi found him lying near the neighbors' house. He was so weak... And he still didn't want to eat and drink! Even the day after! Which was yesterday... I decided to take Flappy again to another vet. And then came the sad, sad news... Flappy had a virus called Feline Panleukopenia Virus. It's a deadly virus for cats. Most of cats who are infected with this virus won't survive... 

The next thing I did was tell Kukka about Flappy's condition. As predicted she cried and cried. She even blamed me for going to Lombok. Because if we didn't go to Lombok, then we wouldn't have to put Flappy in the petshop... And he wouldn't get sick... Still I had my hopes up... Because Flappy took his medicines and didn't throw up. Dewi also put a lot of water along with the medicines so Flappy wouldn't be dehydrated anymore... But still... He looked weak. That night, while I was drinking my evening coffee, I sat beside Flappy's cage... I was stroking him and told him that I was sorry...When I was crying, Flappy weakly turned his head to me and looked me in the eyes... And then he looked away... I was crying and crying... It was just the two of us... 

This morning, after I had my morning pills, I immediately checked up on Flappy. He was still weak but already moved around his cage. He even meowed loudly when we were getting ready to go out. It was like he called me and begged me to stay? So I played with him first. I even took a picture of him. This one... 
I told him that we would be back soon. But unfortunately not soon enough... I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you, Flappy. Maybe you were meowing... Looking for me when you were in pain... But I wasn't there... 

May you rest in peace, you cute little batcat... 
Just like Kukka said... 
Have fun playing in heaven... 



Saturday, July 08, 2017

Let's Get Lost In Lombok!

Hubster is known for his spontanity. He's been doing it since I first met him in college. And it doesn't end even now, 20 years later. His latest surprise for his wife and daughter is this: sudden trip to Lombok. And that was not all. SiBapa told me to bring Ferry, my little brother, to come along. So then I did every last-minute things like booking tickets and browsing villas in AirBnb. But yes! It was sure worthy :)

Day One

This time SiBapa said we should try Batik Air from Jakarta - Lombok. But I can tell you now it was surely our LAST TIME flying with that particular airline. Why? Long story short we missed our flight. Yes. You read it right. We. Missed. Our. Flight. No. It was not our fault. We were right there in the waiting room, constantly checking the tv to see what our flight was, when we had to enter the gate & when the departure time was going to be, which gate we had to go and everything. We've been traveling half around the world and we never once ever miss a flight. What we noticed from the first time we entered the waiting room was that our flight was delayed. We thought oh okay! Let's just sit and wait calmly, enjoying our time. Time passed by. I started to feel anxious because the flight was delayed too long. Suddenly we heard an announcement that a plane was going to take off... 

And it was OUR FLIGHT!!!!!! WHAT THE FUCK!??!?!? As we ran to the gate, we practically saw the plane slowly moved and... TOOK OFF!!! Hubs went to find out that IT WAS INDEED OUR PLANE!!! Now, FYI having an...emotional husband always make me the patient one as a couple. But this time???? I WAS PISSED!!!!!!! The only thing that held me back not saying or cursing the airline people with nasty words was because Kukka was right there with us, panicking, crying. Anyways we got a full refund and were able to take the next flight, which was still hours away. This time we paid extra attention to the announcer, who NOW btw was very clear announcing the flight number, gate and boarding time. #rollingeyes Oh and this time Kukka was very nervous, panicking and ran very fast to the airplane. Alhamdulillah we finally sat on our seats and flew off to Lombok...

Aaaaaand the beautiful blue sky and sea of Lombok greeted us in the most beautiful way. But first thing first: we need food! Our car and driver were already there, ready to take us anywhere we like. Including the right places to eat. Mas Gunayang, our driver, said that RM Nada Alam Nyaman was the right restaurant to eat ayam taliwang. It surely was. The restaurant was pretty. We could lay down on the saung/sundanese bamboo hut while waiting for the spicy dishes, which was very delicious AND spicy!!! We ate like crazy and had runny noses because of the spiciness :))) After having our tummies, eyes, backs and feet well-rested, we decided to finally go heading off to the villa: Secret Garden, in Kerandangan - Serendah, Senggigi Beach. I found the villa from AirBnB. It's a beautiful villa with a private pool. It belongs to a nice lady called Ace, who lives in Hong Kong but has a very helpful assistant named Ibu Nyoman. Ace said whenever we needed help or any info at all about anything, just asked Ibu Nyoman. But after all the hustle and trouble we had, all we wanted to do was resting our legs and eyes. So we decided to stay at the villa and saved our energies for tomorrow. Although Kukka and SiBapa DID go swimming until late at night :)) SiBapa went to sleep first, while Kukka was still playing around and I couldn't rest my eyes because Ferry was going out. My big-sister-alarm couldn't be turned off. Not until Ferry finally came back. :))) But finally I did went to sleep... And it was a very good night sleep...zzzz....


Day Two


6 am, Lombok time, Jakarta time, who cares!!!! I was mesmerized by the beautiful blue morning sky!!! It was... Oh mein Gott! It was the perfect day to go to the beach indeed! Which beach??? Probably one of the most beautiful ones... The beach of Gili Trawangan Island!!! Our adventure began with a boat ride. The boat is called Ocean Star Express :)) At first I was kind of worried... Having Kukka with me and all... BUT!!!!! SHE WAS THRILLED!!!! When we took the speed boat ride, Kukka couldn't stop smiling and laughing. And me too!!!! Ferry had to ask me a couple of times "Teh??? Are you okay???" :)))) When I asked him why he kept asking me that, he said it was because my face looked weird... In a "very ecstatic kind of way"!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!! Well I was!!!!!! I really enjoyed the boat ride! It was my first time and I loved every bump of it!!! And the beach of Gili Trawangan? Masya ALLAH... And some say that Gili Trawangan island is not the most beautiful one... But... Oh my... It's amazing. You can practically see magnificent shades of blue, starting from the sky to the ocean water, slowly faded to the clean, smooth cream-colored sand. How could you not be thankful to ALLAH, for having the chance to be able to experience such beautiful moments? And that was not all. I was there with the loves of my life. Again. How could I NOT be thankful? :) While Hubster, Kukka & Ferry were swimming, I was having a great me-time. Watching my loved ones having a great time, I saw the sun slowly going down, creating one of the most beautiful moments... Now here's the thing. We actually didn't plan to spend the night in Gili Trawangan. It was supposed to be a full-day excursion. But again, Hubster was being spontaneous & shouted "Le't spend the night here!" :)))) No surprise there, my man :))))) We had luck and found a very nice place called Ambary House Villa. Ibu Nyoman in Secret Garden was kind of...suprised when I called to tell her that we were not coming back that night. She already bought 2 live lobsters and fishes for dinner. Well let's just hope they'll make it until tomorrow ya 'Bu :)) While Kukka and the boys went out to do some shopping, I stayed at the villa all by myself. It was so nice. It was exactly what I wanted and needed. Relaxing and having my mind wandering around, sipping coffee while listening to some reggae songs, which vaguely came from the cafes in the beach. Finally it was time to go to sleep because the next day would be a very busy one. Oh and did I mention that we didn't change our clothes? At all? But we did take a bath! A long one! :))


Day Three

Good morning Gili Trawangan! Can you be even more beautiful that THIS????? Too bad we had to go back to Lombok. Maybe one day we'll be back :) Once we arrived in Lombok, we noticed that the traffic was really bad. The driver said it was Lebaran Topat, a "small" Eid celebrated after 7 days of Syawal. Nice. Another new experience and knowledge :) Today we went souvenir shopping at Sasaku. BFF wanted Dodol Rumput Laut and constantly made sure that I won't forget #rollingeyes Afterwards we went to Aruna Senggigi to chill. Hey! That was why we came here! To chill! :p Although poor SiBapa did have to make some sketches for his latest work. While our Godsend? Well... Let's just say the second she saw water, she jumped right in :))) And didn't get out of it until the sky turned dark. No I'm not making this up. For those who know Kukka will know for sure her love for swimming or basically playing in-with water :))) After enjoying the magnificent sunset on the beach, we headed back to the Secret Garden. Ibu Nyoman and her husband were preparing lobsters and everything else for our dinner. And man!!!! We ate like crazy!!!! :))))) I was too full to start packing because after taking a bath, we all went straight to bed. Tomorrow would be another busy and fun day. 


Day Four

We sadly had to say goodbye to Senggigi Beach and its mesmerizing blue sky. Before heading to the airport we had the chance to check out how Lombok's mall looked like :)) It's called Lombok Epicentrum Mall. What we did there??? Hubster bought Starbucks!!! -_-  Alhamdulillah afterwards we still had time to visit the rice fields, which Kukka quite enjoyed. We also went to Kampung Sasak - Desa Sade. Sade is a traditional Sasak village in Lombok. It's filled with traditional wooden huts and the people's primary activity is weaving. Visiting the village was very interesting. Good thing we a had a tour guide too! One of the most interesting things the guide told us was that the Sasak people cover their floors with cow poop :D :D :D Why????? To prevent them from cracking! And you know what!?!?!? It doesn't smell at all!!!!!!! Seriously!!!! Another interesting thing is about marriage. There are Kawin Lari and Kawin Culik. Kawin Lari or eloping is when the guy and girl like each other and run away to get married. Kawin Culik is when the guy kidnaps the girl, both sides of the families knows/are totally aware of it and many times they are practically neighbors. If the girl doesn't come home until late at night, it means she's been kidnapped *duh*. And days later, some family members from the guy's side will come to the girl's family, give them news that the girl is okay (LOL), aaaand the negotiation of mahar ("payment") begins! Cool, right?!? Too bad I felt like everything went to fast. We had to go to the airport. But before that, Hubster said we still had time to visit Novotel Lombok, our honeymoon place :) 

Somebody was very, very nervous though. Kukka was panicking. She didn't want to be late again. The second the announcer told us that the gate was opened, Kukka walked way in front of us, in a hurry, with a very anxious face. I guess having missed the plane was quite a traumatic event for her :D Her parents and uncle had to walk fast behind her and calming her down that we would be fine. And yes, alhamdulillah. We arrived early in the airport, got inside the plane on time, flew back and landed in Jakarta safe and sound, alhamdulillah :) And that, people, is our Lombok story. Exciting, nerve-racking and super fun! And most importantly, for me personally, I finally had the chance to say that I really do love the blue of Indonesia :)

June 30th - July 3rd
Secret Garden - Serendah Senggigi, Lombok & Ambary Villa - Gili Trawangan.


Saturday, June 24, 2017

Ied Is Coming

Well what do you know… Fasting month is almost over. In 5 hours to be exact (now: 12:50 pm). So it means that tomorrow is Ied, inSha'Allah. The day when families gather together with extra excitement and love fills the air. Unfortunately it’s also the day when unfamiliar faces pop up in front of you and give you awkward hugs and kisses. For some, it’s also the day when you have to answer cringe-worthy questions or comments, such as “Kapan kawin? (When are you going to get married?)" or “Gemukan ya sekarang! (Gaining some weight, have you?)". For me personally, there’s more. No, I’m not talking about my illness. I’m not going to mention how everybody would ask and comment about it as if they really care. It’s about my precious godsend. 

Hubster and I have been blessed with a daughter who has a super cute face and nice features. Ever since she was still a bald baby, Kukka has been showered with compliments. Although she cried like there was no tomorrow :)) But still… Heads were turned, kisses were given and millions of “Aaaaw!"s were said. Heck! Kukka has fans!!! :)) Now the more she’s growing, the more compliments Kukka is getting. And I think Kukka is starting to realize it. Now you see… Here comes the ”problem”. I’ve always…dislike (read: hate) girls who think that they are sooo pretty! Those girls who are too much aware of themselves, especially of their looks. Actually it also goes for boys (or men!). The bottom line is I don’t like people who think that being good-looking make them better than anybody else. Ugh. No way! 

I don’t want my baby girl to grow up to be one of those kids! God forbid. That’s why ever since I could remember, I always give Kukka compliments for being a very caring and very kindhearted girl. Sometimes on her “insecure” days, Kukka would ask me whether I think she’s pretty or not. I have to admit that question makes me feel like I’m a bad and ungrateful mother. Maybe I should praise Kukka more about her looks… Maybe I should give Kukka more compliments everytime she’s all dressed-up whenever we will go out. That’s why lately I’ve been telling Kukka how pretty she looks with her new hairdo or I love the way she mix-and-matches her clothes. 

But afterwards, again and again and again, that along with those physical perks, I tell Kukka that most importantly ALLAH SWT has given her a beautiful heart and a very smart brain. And that is exactly why people love her. Not because she is pretty or because she’s slim and tall. I keep telling Kukka she has a lot of friends because she’s nice, polite and helpful. No matter how difficult she could be, if she does make a mistake, Kukka will apologize (or SiBubu will make her do it! :p). Whenever we come across people how have less, physically or emotionally, I tell Kukka how different our life could be. But look what ALLAH has given us! Good health, comfy home, lots of friends, and most importantly, great love for each other. At the end of the day, I remind Kukka how fortunate her life is and always remember to thank ALLAH for it. Usually after those kind of mother-daughter talk, Kukka will say “I know, Bubu - I understand, Bubu - Yes I will, Bubu.” And most importantly she will hug me tight and say “I love you, Bubu.”


And that, people, 
is how a mother wraps up her day perfectly and the fasting month blissfully. 
Insha'Allah :)