Ibu Susy

She’s my boss since I moved here in Tangerang.

Since day one I met her, she not changed. She’s still pretty as the first time I saw her coming to the room.

I’ve known her for 2,5 years now and she’s been through many things.

She’s been through 2 major surgeries for her breast cancer in Singapore, several times of chemotherapy in Jakarta, and uncounted blood tests. She lost all the hairs and weights.

And she survived all those phase. She made it.

She’s been running for 15 k, 17.5 k, and 21 k. She runs for the joy of her life.

Not mentioning her study for doctoral degree in UI, and pass all the tests in a good marks.

She strives for international bid to bring Indonesia to become the host of The 9th World Environmental Education Congress in Bali for 2019 among all the countries in the world. She connects all the stakeholders from the academician, the capital owner, the committee, the leaders in this organization, and the Minister.

And she won it. Indonesia won the bid. Indonesia will held international conference in Bali on 2019, InsyaAllah. It’s all from her big ideas to make Indonesia significant in the eyes of the world.

And another amazing little things she’s done and affect me, or everybody in her circles.

I’m inspired so much.

I am witnessing all the ideas come from her lips with soft voice. Every moves she make (since her desk is in front of me) to make every task delegated and delivered well. Every Zuhur and Ashar prays she made peacefully. Every little gratitude comes every time she sees the food coming or the money she receives. Every make up she puts before she meets guest, after she prays, after she eats, before she attends the meeting. Every self-love she gives to herself everytime she put a lotion on her hands and feet. The the room smells so nice instantly, twice a day.

Yet, she remains the same: humble and confident.

May all your positive vibes to us grant you more love and protection from ALLAH SWT.

Aamiin YRA.

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People in my office

Suddenly I love everyone in my office. They teach me so many things to become a better person.

They show me how to live life when they’re old and nothing to hope for. Yet some show me how to keep on reaching the stars no matter how old they are.

They show me what kind of life to live by complaining, gossiping, making small issues become so big. Yet the other show me how to live gracefully, happily, no matter how hard life is going.

They show me how to always play victim of small stuff. Yet the other tell me stories how to be strong in a family drama situation.

I’m thankful of all examples of people who I want to be and don’t want to be.

You are all enough for me.

Thank You. :)

 

 

A woman

Aku tumbuh besar melihat Ibuku mengurus keluarga dan melayani Bapakku. Ibuku adalah Ibu rumah tangga, tidak banyak berteman, lebih banyak menghabiskan waktu dengan Bapakku. Melayaninya, mengurus keperluannya, keperluan anak-anaknya. Beliau mengerjakan semua urusan dari subuh hingga malam, tanpa meminta bantuan yang terlalu banyak kepada kita semua. Sikap cerianya membuat kita semua menyangka bahwa semua pekerjaan itu bukanlah pekerjaan yang melelahkan. Melihatnya, seperti mudah sekali mengurus rumah sambil memasak sambil memikirkan anak-anaknya, keluarganya, dan lain sebagainya. Memang dulu Ibuku sudah tidak bekerja semenjak aku SMP. Tapi melakukan pekerjaan yang sama berulang-ulang tanpa ada selingan seperti jaman sekarang juga butuh tingkat istiqomah yang lumayan kan?

Dan aku, belum genap 3 tahun menjadi istri, belum berbaby, belum hamil juga, sudah merasa kelelahan bekerja, mengurus rumah, melayani suami. Aku, pulang dari kerja, masih butuh berleyeh-leyeh satu jam sebelum mulai ke dapur. Di dapur aku biasanya menghabiskan waktu satu jam untuk menyiapkan makan malam dan beberes jilid 2, yaitu cuci piring dan bersih-bersih dapur. Setelah itu suami pulang, rasa lelah ini sudah nambah. Kurang cerialah wajah, hanya mampu mendengarkan suami bercerita apapun dan memberikan respon semaksimal mungkin. Lebih malam lagi, beberes rumah jilid 3, yaitu meletakan barang-barang pada tempatnya, dan mengambil cucian kering. Beberes jilid 1 dilakukan pagi hari, cuci piring, cuci baju, menyiapkan sarapan, menyapu, dan membungkus pakaian bersih untuk disetrika di laundry. Hayati tak sanggup menyetrika, Mamah :(

Ternyata oh ternyata syulitnya menjadi wanita tangguh. Apalagi kalau sudah punya anak ya.. Belum lagi musti sabar kalau pasangan berulah aneh-aneh.. Mungkin karena ini balasannya surga dari pintu mana saja. AAMIIIN..

Tapi bagaimana bisa ya Ibuku tetap tertawa di tengah-tengah rasa lelahnya? Bagaimana bisa ya Ibuku tetap bercerita macam-macam setelah selesai mengurus rumah? Bagaimana bisa ya Ibuku tetap terlihat sumringah setiap anaknya datang walaupun pasti Ibuku masak besar dan beberes rumah? Sedangkan akuh setiap merasa lelah, pasti diam. Me-recharge tenaga. Tapi aku setiap ditraktir suami makan enak di luar pasti langsung ceria lagi. Ternyata hati sama perut ini dekat sekali ikatannya..^^

Mungkin Allah lagi ingin mengajariku repotnya jadi Ibu. Jadi aku pun men-set diriku untuk repot di rumah, mengurus macam-macam, memikirkan macam-macam, berbelanja macam-macam (eaa), dan berdoa macam-macam. InsyaALLAH AAMIIN..

about work

There so many bosses and a few leaders.

Bosses who always check your task but never know how to do it.

Bosses who always busy with their own business and don’t care about where this institution going to.

Bosses who only give command and never offer a team work.

Bosses who think they are always right while the others are wrong.

Bosses who pretend don’t read the message but in the other hand we know that they do.

They are bosses who are irresponsible.

I have enough with them as a part who can make decision.

I really have enough.

Episode

It’s the first time I feel I’m not too interested in life. Especially when everything hit me at once.

But God ask to always be patient and never lose hope in Him.

So, here it is.

Me with so crowded head yet so small heart episode.

Enlightment

For several weeks I’ve been dealing with the inner issue: lack of appreciation.

After I pray, God gives me clues:

They aren’t here for you. But you are here for them.

I’m here for something, someone, maybe for some people.

If I feel enough with everything in me, I wouldn’t search for any higher pride of usefulness, kindness, or anything.

I’m more than enough. It’s time to return the goodness God has given to me. 

Every little things matter. Every little things are continous gift. Every little things are proof that God loves me so much.

That little consistent gifts are like my family’s safety, healthy body, a home, friends, car, food to have everytime, and more and more bonuses.

It’s more than enough to be grateful for family’s safety and healthy body in the end of a day.

Once I feel enough then any recognition will no longer needed.

Thank You Allah.. Thank You.