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Suddenly...

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There are 9 more rabbits in our house. Oh, well .... You can read the complete story here

Hujan malam ini

Rintik yang meniti detik Titik-titik yang menggenjot tirai malam, Menyelimuti dunia dengan dinginnya Dan menggelitik dengan embunnya, titik demi titik Apa yang paling menyenangkan dari hujan? Untukku, saat bulirnya pertama kali menapak tanah lalu menyerap dan menguap membawa serta bau tanah dan rerumputan. Ingin rasanya mengumpul harumnya dalam botol, menutup lalu mendistilasinya. Akan kuhirup baunya, di suatu saat dimana aku rindu. Waktu kecil, aku senang bermandi hujan. Berlari dan menari di tengahnya dan menengadah sambil memejam. Terasa bulir-bulir menjatuhi muka lalu perlahan menggelosor ke sela kaos dan celana dalam. Dingin. Satu-satunya cara untuk tetap hangat adalah dengan terus bergerak. Tertawa. Berbecek-becek menyiprat-cipratkan lumpur ke sekeliling. Hingga akhirnya mama memanggil dan menyuruhku mandi. Oh, tidak perlu air panas. Satu lagi yang menjadi kesukaanku. Setelah berhujan-hujan, air bak mandi pasti terasa hangat. Lalu kuguyur tubuh kecilku b

Have faith

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Whoever found the phrase "as easy as 1, 2, 3 or a, b, c"... he or she is wrong. Teaching how to write, to read and counting, are not easy. Let alone of the stress when we know other kids in her / his age, already read aloud. But don't ever let them put you in despair. Have a faith, that every kid has their own phase. It took me a big fight with my conservative environment who could not stop asking my son "You are five, can you read yet?" or "Can you count to a hundred?" or "One plus one equals to?" My son being my son, he only shrug his shoulder and leave. My argument those days would be "When he starts reading is not important, what important is what his readings are." Well, you can guess that my argument was not enough. It is the era of child oriented learning based. If we take a mirror and see our reflection, seriously, do you feel satisfied with the way you brought up? the way you learn things at school? do you realize their fut

The book of fourteenth

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Quite draggy, but it was  getting interesting after having it half read. "What makes life is hell and hell is hellish, is expectation."  - Maddy Spencer, 13 y.o, the hell newbie -

Nighttime

The night is so calm. I can only hear the screeching sound of grasshoppers and my rabbit nibbling her last carrot. I am sitting in the backyard, underneath the big mango tree that is delivering its last batch harvest for the year. From in between its branches, I can peep the moon in a funny shape. Beaming its light in the highly polluted vague sky of the city. Nighttime is magical. It is when all the toys in Nutcracker came alive. It is when Cinderella’s golden carriage turned into pumpkin. It is when people dancing or running in their dreams. The night has its own magical language to unveil what was hidden during the sun. I am not a fan boy of zombie. Or Dracula. Or vampires. I am a fan boy of the moon. I am amazed of her devotion in watching people from above. She painted people’s character on the endless landscape of night sky. She goes everywhere we go. She is such a beauty. I love nighttime. For me, nighttime is the best time to write. Just like tonight. My

She makes me laugh

Me: Jadi ya ... Titan udah punya pacar belum? Titan: Dimana? di sekolah yang sekarang? Me: Iya. Titan: Kalau di sekolah yang sekarang, enggak ada. Di sekolah dulu tuh ada. Me: Siapa? Titan: Ada, namanya Putri Yogi. Me: O, ya? Ah, bunda pernah denger sih ... masih ya sama yang itu? Emang kenapa sih suka banget sama Putri Yogi? Titan: She's funny bunda. She makes me laugh. Me: kok bisa? Titan: Iya. Abis Putri kalo pake bedak tuh belepotan mukanya. Jadi lucu. Me: Oalaaaah Titan: Iya, jadinya Titan ketawa kalo ngeliat. Kalau di sekolah yang sekarang, engga ada yang belepotan bedaknya, jadi enggak ada yang bikin Titan ketawa. Me: *Dalam hati* ... ya ampun ... jadi semua orang tuh sama yah. Udah fitrah kalau kita pengen pendamping yang bikin kita bahagia. Makasih ya Titan udah ngajarin Bunda :)

Mango Float

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For another potluck party in the office. And like any other potluck I attended in my previous office,  mango float is my signature.  Peep the recipe here

Black Hole

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Don't let the name fool you. Black hole is anything but the empty space.  It is a super-massive star that goes off, loses its gravity and falls to the end of nowhere.  It sucks everything around it.  It is pitch black, not ever a light can get through.  It wiped off its trace, then it is gone. Have you ever feel being like the dead star? On a one fine day, you suddenly lost your gravity and fall to the deepest ground.  Being sucked and sucks everything around you.  So deep you will lost your breath and falls deeper and deeper and deeper. You go down under to the bottomless you don't know where you are, what to do, what to feel. Fading out. To me, black hole comes in a form of a test pack.

A letter to you

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I named you Malicca. Means you are the greatest gift ever from the Mightiest of all, Allah. I named you  Titan , one of 53 Saturn's moon and the largest. The only thing in the Milky Way that has atmosphere, beside earth. You are the earth in its primordial days, freezed and awaiting to form. In Orphic ways, you are the ancestor of the human race. Zeus struck you with lightning and you burnt to ashes. From the ashes, a man was formed. In a simpler way, you are a hope. From the Almighty. This is my first letter to you, and might be not the only one. This is my first letter after you sent me so many many letters you slipped underneath my door. Your letters with your drawing inside them. With so many heart shapes, your name and my name. In this letter, I want to say you thanks. For everything. For every little power you gave me. For every reasons you made for me to keep going and keep dreaming. When the doctor said you were impossible to happen because of your tiny 14mm egg source, you

A letter to Malicca

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I named you Malicca. Means you are the greatest gift ever from the Mightiest of all, Allah. I named you Titan , one of 53 Saturn's moon and the largest. The only thing in the Milky Way that has atmosphere, beside earth. You are the earth in its primordial days, freezed and awaiting to form. In Orphic ways, you are the ancestor of the human race. Zeus struck you with lightning and you burnt to ashes. From the ashes, a man was formed. In a simpler way, you are a hope. From the Almighty. This is my first letter to you, and might be not the only one. This is my first letter after you sent me so many many letters you slipped underneath my door. Your letters with your drawing inside them. With so many heart shapes, your name and my name. In this letter, I want to say you thanks. For everything. For every little power you gave me. For every reasons you made for me to keep going and keep dreaming. When the doctor said you were impossible to happen because of your tiny 14mm egg sour