February 2012
35 posts
“You don’t need to apologize sweetheart. You’re tired and it’s...”
– love. last saturday late night. closing our hardest condition. yes i won’t give up :’)
bodoh adalah....
papanya : nindi itu kuliahnya semester berapa?
me : aku semester 8 om
papanya : udah mulai skripsi? kamu seangkatan ya sm punky?
me : "Alhamdulillah" udah, baru2 mulai sih om, aku dibawah punky om, punky semester 10
papanya : oh, nindi itu masuk lebih lama 1 tahun ya dr punky, gimana rencana lulus kapan?
me : aku sih "Insya Allah" November nih om
papanya : *senyum* si punky katanya Mei itu, bener ga tuh?
reminder adzan Isya bunyi di bb, *gasrak gusruk cari di tas*
me : *mau nangis tapi cm bisa senyum* iya om, bener kok, secepetnya om, target dia Mei kok *gelagepan*
papanya : coba saling ingetin ya itu
me : iya om, pasti
kemudian pamit pulang
me : om aku pamit pulang, makasih banyak ya om *cium tangan*
papanya : iya nindi baik2 ya kamu. *nada berat mohon pengertian*
hari pertama sudah gagal berniat lebih liberal. fix didepak. hiks. : _(
family dinner
him : deg2an ngga ay?
me : hmm, mayan deh nih mules
him : haha santai aja yailah
arrived at tokyo connection
him : tu dia mobilnya, jeng jeng.. deg2an ngga aay?
me : ay aku mules, aku sesek nafas nih, sumpah aku harus ngapain?
him : apalagi aku ay, aku juga gatau harus ngapain ay, ini aja pertama kali aku bawa pacar makan malem keluarga, paling jg bawa ke rumah (sambil rapi2 baju)
me : hahaha boong
him : aku bohong untung apa sih? (sambil ngaca) Yuk!
(kenapa kali ini ngga bohong aja? kenapa? kenapa?)
terrific dreams
when i’m about 4 years old. all i dreamed about is a white and long wedding dress, bringing my favorite lilies flower, with daddy holding my arms walking down through the aisle.
around 3 years older, i knew that i won’t walking down the aisle. cause i’ll be married in mosque. will still have daddy there. but somehow it breaks my heart the time i knew i won’t wear that...
“Frankly, its hard for me to said goodbye to you at cafe halaman, that’s...”
– my man. wed, feb 8th, 1.48am
:””’)
“Just don’t give up on me right now, I’m really trying to get over...”
– my man. wed, feb 8th, 1.31am
i won’t sweetheart, we’ll be doing just fine :”)
“Friends don’t help each other because they have to. They do it because they want...”
– Wolfskin by Juliet Marillier (via Swanfeather Songs)
Conversation with God
Me: God can I ask you a question?
God: Sure
Me: Promise u won't get mad
God: I promise
Me: Why did u let so much stuff happen to me today?
God: What do u mean?
Me: Well, I woke up late,
God: Yes
Me: My car took forever to start,
God: Okay
Me: at lunch they made my sandwich wrong & I had to wait,
God: Huummmm...
Me: On the way home, my phone went DEAD, just as I picked up a call.....
God: All right
Me: And on top of it all off, when I got home, I just want to soak my feet in my new foot massager & relax. BUT it wouldn't work!!! Nothing went right today! Why did you do that?
God: Let me see, the Death Angel was at your bed this morning & I had to send one of the other angels to battle him for your life. I let you sleep through that.
Me (humbled): OH
GOD: I didn't let your car start because there was a drunk driver on your route that would have hit you if you were on the road.
Me: (ashamed).........
God: The first person who made your sandwich today was sick & I didn't want you to catch what they have, I knew you couldn't afford to miss work.
Me (embarrassed): Ok
God: Your phone went dead bcuz the person that was calling was going to give false witness about what you said on that call, I didn't even let you talk to them so you would be covered.
Me (softly): I see God
God: Oh and that foot massager, it had a shortage that was going to throw out all of the power in your house tonight. I didn't think you wanted to be in the dark.
Me: I'm sorry God
God: Don't be sorry, just learn to trust me.....in all things, the good & the bad.
Me: I will trust you
God: And don't doubt that my plan for your day is always better than your plan.
Me: I won't God. And let me just tell you God, thank you for everything today.
God: You're welcome child. It was just another day being your God and I love looking after my children......
January 2012
68 posts
“one thing about hitting the bottom is, there’s no other way than going up”
you stayed. even when i tried to push you away, you didn’t left. i don’t know what made you stay. but i’m glad you’re here. it’s just sometimes i’m terrify, that one day you’ll leave. you’ll leave when i completely want you to stay.
