Sabtu, 2 Mei 2009, 6pm
I am heading my 16th birthday, and it is 5 days closer for it. Honestly ya I cant wait for it tapi entah kenapa kayaknya kali ini enggak akan semenyenangkan itu. pertama nih ya, ulangtahunnya hari kamis dan gue nggak suka hari kamis hu gimana nggak males gue ketemu hari kamis itu. ya ampun hari jumat aja gitu kek ya males deh
kedua itu karena tentunya gue tambah umur males banget makin tua aja tapi badan tetep aja segini-gini gila aja 152 cm/40 kg kecil banget buat umur 16tahun ih kapan sih ini besarrrrr capek deh dibilang anak kecil mulu oh iya jadi inget ada cerita nih, kejadiannya baru 29 April kemaren. Gue pulang LIA bareng adek gue kan, nah karena no one to drop us ya akhirnya pulang naik angkot deh :p baru duduk sekitar 3 menitan nah ada ibu kantoran gitu baru pulang (fyi, saat itu jam 7 malem) duduk tepat disebelah gue. Ibu ibu nya baik sih ramah banget tapiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii nyakitin. Mau tau kenapa? Karena di tengah jalan dia nanya gini ke gue yg saat itu megang buku lia gue, “dek, memang udah ada ya LIA yang buat SD?” OHMYGOOOOOOOD PARAH BANGET itu ibu ibu entah apa memang gak ngeliat gue banget karna kebetulan lg duduk dan gelap tp kan nggak mungkin juga sampe begitu ya bu tolong. Gila deh gue udah usaha mati-matian buat ujian SD, ujian nasional SMP, daftar masuk SMA, dan sekarang dibilang gue anak SD? Parah banget bu ya ampun sakit hati saya. Aduh maaf ya udah mulai agak lebay abis gimana dong masa dibilang anak kelas 6 sd gila kali gue udah 1 sma parah banget remaja ini gak ada setelannya apa ya gue ih
eh tapi the last but the most thing gue consider ini nggak akan menyenangkan ya soalnya ini my 1st birthday without daddy huhu biasanya kado kado dari dia pasti unforgettable cool deh tahun kemaren kadonya teddy bear yg besaaaaaar sekali and I love for hugging it, then finally now it becomes the only one I can hug. There is no birthday cake will be delicious, no candles will be delightedly blown, no hands-clapping will be heard melodious, no gifts will be waiting for, without you dad :(
Upcoming, Birthday, The Worst
A Story about Dad (Part 2)
Rabu, 11 Februari 2009, 3pm
Pulang sekolah tepatnya, gue turun dari angkot gitu. 05a kan depan portal rumah gue (iya iya, nggak terlalu penting kan?), terus gue ngeliat ke arah seberang jalan, there are a father with 2 of his children who was riding their bicycle, wow it’s cute...............
Yeah i was walking to my home that time (dari portal tadi loh), dan pas gue nengok ke belakang, gue masih liat bapak bapak itu dan kedua anaknya. Wussssssssshhh, tiba tiba 2 anak itu lewat samping gue dengan sepeda roda empat mereka. The oldest was a girl and the other was a little boy. Di belakang mereka, tanpa mereka sadari bahkan tanpa mereka peduli, ayah mereka yang jalan tanpa sepeda lari-lari gitu ke arah mereka, ngejar ngejar. Tepat depan pager (sambil nunggu dibukain) gue liatin mereka, anak anaknya dengan sepeda pada ketawa tawa, ayahnya yg kerjaannya was just only running to them tetep aja ketawa kayak seneng gitu ngeliatin anak-anaknya main sepeda yang apalagi ya padahal Cuma dalem komplek gitu kan?
Gue yang ngeliat fenomena itu pertamanya cuma ketawa ketawa kecil aja. Tapi in a sudden, gue keinget ayah gue, lagi. Mungkin dulu juga gue kecil gitu ya, pas banget lagi yang paling tua cewek, adenya cowok. Mereka seneng seneng tanpa peduliin whether he is happy or not. Ya tapi ayahnya malah sebaliknya, mau mereka gak peduli apa apa juga, ayahnya bakal tetep seneng. Apa dulu gue kayak mereka tadi itu juga ya? kayaknya iya.
Gue jadi ingeeeeeet, gue punya banyak foto waktu masih kecil dalem album bau tua gitu hahahaha, terus pas gue liat banyak banget loh foto waktu masih kecil gitu sama ade gue juga, ada yg lagi berenang trus ada yg lagi naek kuda zz aaaaaaaaaah mau teriak rasanya deh
Coba ayah gue masih ada di sini, mau gue ajak main lagi barengan. Mau gue ajak main wii sport bareng sama ade sama nyokap gue juga, mau gue ajak nonton java jazz bareng –he would be a nice guide there hmmm, mau gue ajak main facebook, mau gue peluk terus gue bilang ‘i miss you too bad, i love you; it just a simple way buat the best way to describe what i feel’
A Story about Dad
they said there were a lot of awesome men out there but i just know one and i called him dad
I even havent started to think what i can do if it happen on me someday when the doctor said 'your dad was passed away. Oh i was never imagine what it would be but the fact is: it ought to be happened. yeah the first thing i did after heard it was just getting myself infront of the mirror then thought 'i just a little girl, i cant god, i cant, i need him'
yeah i'm just a little girl dont ask the age of mine because the fact said i'm 15 but cmon have a look on me, i'm just a 15-years-old little girl (more little than others yeah), and because he realized it, so the dad accompany me every single day to go school and go everywhere i need. then that day -2 days before the holy Ramadhan- was just my usual weekend, i went to shop(s) with him and ofcourse my beloved mother, he did everything as usual yeah the usual him is having jokes and making me laugh every moment, and nothing special happened that last day, the one i remember is just what he said on my mother and i, "i'll never accompany you to go shopping anymore during the Ramadhan, deal?" all i did after heard it was just laughing at it. then next day was starting so usual, yeah the clock showed that the day was 7.30 in the morning and i was still sleeping tight in my beloved bed when my dad shouted at me to wake me up, I suddenly woke but not long after that I continued my short-time-sleep lol and the next shouter –it was on 7.45- was my mom and she said ‘oh come on wake up! See your dad, he seems like having a serious headache’ then what I did was still have a relax on my bed then that unexpected thing happened so fast and I couldn’t imagine, it’s just out of my mind………………………………
My mom, my granny, shouted loudly called the name of God, I suddenly get up from my bed, ran fast downstairs and I found my dad unconscious, everyone in my home was panic, I just didn’t know what I had to do, then I cried just like a baby oh what a weak, they brought my dad to the hospital and the doctor said my dad had a serious oh emm really serious ill so they need to take him to the ICU room and it just been 3 weeks for my dad against his ill and I know it was a hard progress for him, I know he did as hard as he could.
then here the fact, then I know that it have to be the best decision from God, I try to accept it while it’s too hard. a teacher of mine said, "its just a matter of time, sooner or later". Then start from that day, I change my mind suddenly, my type of man need to be someone like my dad, a smart and well-informed, responsible, unashamed (yeah he bought me a really big teddy bear on my 15th birthday and I cant imagine how he bought it in a girly doll store), funny, and loooooooooooooveable man like him, is there one? Call me if there was one lol
