Mute

Seven weeks to take a rest and I almost forget to come back to KL. Holiday is a magic word which has many meanings for me. It means, good food, good rest, travelling around java, culinnary art, and silaturrahim to my family.

Week 1 and 2 :

Stay at Jakarta, be a driver for my youngest brother. I realize that it is not easy to be the second mom for him

Week 3:

Go to Temanggung and meet my mother and father in law. I learn how to cook “sayur bayam” with a fried sausage in the finishing touch, making a good hot tea, and the most important is make my self be the part of my husband’s family. I enjoy it very much, love my husband more and more.

Week 4 and 5:

I have two weeks to get driving lessons, wow it is my first time to driving in the real road Man! All the people on the road see how bad I am (I’m not joking guys!), then the police come to me and looks like hate me very much (and also the big Grand Max which get stuck)…Sorry to cause all the problems!

In the morning and evening I go to kindergarten, be a driver for my brother. I go to my junior high school and meet my classmates. Very enjoyful moment!

Ied Adha comes and I go to Ambarawa one day before the Ied prayer. Ied at Jogjakarta is great! 7 cows and 12 goats will contribute to celebrate the Qurban moment. Hopefully I can celebrate Ied Adha next year at Indonesia,,,amiiin.

Week 6 and 7:

Back to Jakarta and prepare my study. I take a look my marks and my graduation plan, preapare next semester with new spirit, new strategy, and new hope.

I almost forgot that I must prepare my stuff to move from Bangka, Mampang, Jakarta Selatan to Kota Wisata, Cibubur Bogor. The real ‘home’ for my family at Jakarta, hehe…

7 nov-21 dec 08 is the longest holiday that I ever have, It’s effective to make me busy (you get what I mean?). How’s your life? Day to day I meet my destiny and spend my days that God gives to me. How much my days left…I never know, you never know….

For me, holiday is a ‘Mute’ button, just a slice of a hole pizza.