Ketika Senin Menjelang, dan Pagi-pagi 4 Hari Berikutnya

"Allahumma Inni As Aluka Min Khairi Hazal 'Amali Wakhairi Mafih. Waa 'Nguzubika Minsharri Hazal 'Amali Washarri Mafih. Innaka 'Ala Kulli Shai Inqadir."

Artinya :
Ya Allah, aku memohon kepadaMu kebaikan pekerjaan ini
dan segala kebaikan yang ada didalamnya,
dan aku berlindung padaMU dari keburukan pekerjaan ini
dan segala keburukan yang ada didalamnya.
Sesungguhnya diatas segala sesuatu itu
Engkaulah yang maha berkuasa menentukan.

Aamiin yaa Rabbal'alamiin. :)

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So Many Thing.

I miss doing my passion.

I miss coding. I miss travelling.
I miss fighting (taekwondo-ing). I miss screaming!
I even miss singing. I miss dancing.
I miss designing. I miss sketching.
I miss crafting. I miss writing.

Oh I really miss so many thing.

And now I'm getting very jealous with you. Yes, you!

:'(

Analogi.

Antara (ingin) berjilbab dan menikah :

"Kalo nunggu sampe bener-bener siap, ya ga akan siap."

Anyway, i'm on my way.

Jakarta Pagi Ini.

Jakarta pagi ini berbeda dari biasanya.

Sisa hujan semalam meninggalkan sejuk dan damai di pagi harinya. Sementara matahari perlahan memberikan kehangatan yang membuat saya sungguh nyaman.

Aih, Jakarta. Si panas - padat - tidak bersahabat ternyata bisa seperti ini. Pagi ini Jakarta membuat saya terpesona. Sungguh. Gedung-gedung yang saya lihat dari kereta saat melintas di stasiun Gambir itu tampak sungguh indah dengan latar awan yang mendung dan matahari yang mengintip dari baliknya. Aih, Jakarta. Ternyata kau bisa seperti ini, wahai ..

Alhamdulillah, terima kasih ya Rabb atas kenikmatan yang Kau berikan pada seluruh warga Jakarta pagi ini. Engkau sungguh Maha Baik. :)

Dan bahwa, apapun yang saya hadapi saat ini, adalah bagian dari rencana Allah yang (selalu) indah. Jika saya mau bersyukur, bertawakal dan selalu meniatkan semua kembali kepada Allah. Dan sesungguhnya, Allah selalu memberikan apa yang kita butuhkan (sebagai jawaban atas apa yang kita inginkan).

Sungguh saya merindu-Mu, ya Allah.. :')

somehow, it hurts me so.

I just can't get why x could do these to us.

X's learning I think.

Me, too, actually.

But please, don't with the way like this.

We're really happy to learn.

But we're not good at being object of learn.

WE could be mean me, my family, my parents.

Or maybe he, his wife, his 3yo daughter and his adult-wanna-be boy.

Or maybe she, her husband, her 1yo boy and another cute daughter.

When i heard a story from one of us, about the children of hers, about how far they are from her, it really hurts me somehow.

When she told in her story that her children prefer to slept with their babysitter than slept with her, which is their beloved mother who works sooo hard untill she couldn't hug her children so often.

Oh, come on, it is not good, really.

:(

i am not freelancer.

there are no differences between weekdays, weekend and holidays for freelancer.

they are free to do anything anytime any day.

unfortunately, i am not freelancer, that surrounded by 'freelancer'.

honestly, this long weekend really really means to me.

but sadly, they really really don't understand me.