He…he…he…
Ternyata membaca pemberitaan mengenai diri sendiri bikin agak gimana… gitu. Seneng-seneng malu sih… Malu euy, kalo temen-temen pada tau, gue pasti diledekin. Tapi seneng juga sih, artinya paling ga kerja gue dihargailah, sama orang lain.
Begini, ini soal kerjaan gue yang ketiga. Kerjaan yang ga ngarepin imbalan materi sama sekali. Tau kalo bermanfaat buat orang lain aja, udah bikin gue bahagia. Yaa… paling ga, kalo gue ‘pulang’ nanti, gue ga ngerasa hidup gue sia-sia. Itu aja sih.
Tapi, ternyata, mereka nulis tentang gue juga…
Mudah-mudahan gue ga jadi besar kepala ya…
My pray’s finally answered.
Ever since the day my dad passed away, I always pray that I will be given a time when I can see him again.
For such a long time, it seemed that my waiting was just for nothing. On the contrarary, my sister inlaw has dreamed about him, several times! Phew!
And without any sign, he just popped out in my dream. He said he loves me. He also said that now the air is fresher there. I don’t know the meaning. But I guess, he doesn’t have this breathing problem he had had for several years before.
The dream was crystal clear. I could see his face, much younger than the last time I saw him.
I didn’t say anything, though. I was so surprised, I suddenly awoke, didn’t believe with what I’d just had. A precious moment.
I just hope, he knows that I love him dearly without me saying the words…
I know something’s wrong inside my body. I just don’t know how to fix it. I’m kinda reluctant ito see my doctor. I’ll do something else, instead. Just pray for me. Hopefully, I can live long enough to see my Ameera grow up.
Tadinya tulisan ini mo gue kasih judul: Another one is leaving… sok misterius gitu… Tapi ga jadi.
Samira adalah salah seorang partner gue di kantor. Anak Arab berkulit putih, berambut ikal… meskipun akhirnya di-rebonding. Anaknya super baek, sampe kadang-kadang kebaikannya disalahgunakan orang laen.
Samira ga suka pedes. Jadi dia paling anti sama cabe dan lada, berikut segala turunannya. Tapi, kalo pete, dia demen.
Ga berasa, udah setahun gue kerja bareng dia. Menghabiskan waktu minimal seminggu tiga kali bersamanya, membuat ada perasaan sayang di hati gue. Gue melihatnya seperti seorang adik kecil. Tapi kenyataannya, dia emang anak bungsu yang kadang-kadang (apa sering ya?), manja.
Meskipun begitu, Samira ga suka ngerepotin orang lain. Dia juga bisa mandiri (bener-bener bisa mandi sendiri, tentunya). Ketakutan gue bahwa dia bakal susah makannya ketika kami jalan ke Pangandaran akhir tahun lalu, ga terbukti. Dia bener-bener enak diajak jalan-jalan.
Akhir bulan ini, gue bakal ga sekantor lagi sama dia. Karena tanggal 16 Januari ini, Samira bekerja untuk hari yang terakhir di kantor. Dia bakal ngantor di tempat lain. Gue ga sedih, tapi juga ga senang. Gue ga sedih, karena gue tau, Samira dapet kerjaan yang lebih baik. Ga seneng, karena itu artinya gue udah susah becanda lagi sama dia. Anyway, life goes on.
Mudah-mudahan Samira mendapatkan yang terbaik dalam hidupnya.
It’s your second birthday without you. I miss you a lot. Hope that you can celebrate this day with your parents and son up there. Just don’t forget that I always love you. Always will.