Use a really precious day off for the best thing you can do.
So, today I will wash my clothes by myself (again). Ah this clothes and
everything seem not having an end, yet. Whereas I just actually took my 10.3 kg
of laundry yesterday. I predicted that today they will be closed due to Independence
Day but then I was not right. I took a cab from the station right after I went
back from work. The driver even wondered if there is nothing like a laundry
place closer to my house. I answered that I’ve been their subscriber and
because they’ve been really kind and we always had jokes.
Jakarta at rush hour time been so extremely terrible. Traffic
is everywhere. You could only sit and think suddenly how much money a cab
driver could collect from customer in a day. Added by online ojek around these
days while my driver was approaching 60 or even more than that I assumed. He got
gray hair and he is Javanese. When I entered the car, he was talking to
somebody over the phone and he activated the loudspeaker tone so that I could
hear everything and that he spoke in Javanese. So, I understood what he talked
to her :”)
I get so lucky recently. Mas Asong is finally placed in
Sudirman. So, for these couple days, I didn’t take train to go to work. We took
motorbike and I got off right in front of WTC Sudirman and walked for minutes
to my building. I know it’s farther than walking from station but I could take
my time more to get ready because I didn’t have to leave home early at 6.30 am.
We both usually left home at 7.00 am. I always wake up earlier and if I am not
lazy, I will prepare our lunch box for me and Mas Asong. Yah, a freshly regular
staff like us should’ve brought our lunch from home.
Another luck is because I will get one day of my annual leave
this Friday. Horeeeee. I am going to see sand. I honestly don’t really like
beach and its everything around. Maybe because I can’t swim haha but I am gonna
judge myself I am a stupid one if I decided not to go when I had a chance. Let’s
heal this heart, scream as loud as I could, see the sky from above, enjoy the
beach sand, wear the cool sunglasses the way I want. Let’s chill this feeling
out from any anxiety in the midst of this young adult life. While for a real
holiday next year, when I’ve been allowed to take my consecutive leave, I am
still figuring out where to go. I’ve had some places inside of my head. Maybe
you got brilliant idea?
Anyway, I am trying to minimize me drinking sweet tea.
People know that everyday I cannot stop drinking one of my favorite things. Every
morning, I always go down to convenient store to buy somewhat like Teh Kotak,
Es Tee, or Teh Botol Sosro. I know it’s not good for this body but it’s hard
for me to stop it. Added by my habit drinking cappuccino too. Makin makin kan. My
mom has mad at me related to that routines. Furthermore, my parents also know
that my cholesterol is high. Yeah yeah they always say I have to reduce eating
fast foods. Mereka bilang “Gitu sih adek gak pernah makan di rumah, main terus,
tapi makannya juga nggak bener di luar”. Okay mom, note it.
Last Thursday, my mouth trembled when I was telling my mom that
Widya’s brother needed some blood donors. Then in the next morning, I planned to
go visiting him with Olly but I didn’t expect my job could be done before 5.00
pm. That’s why Olly and I finally cancelled our plan to go together after work.
We could imagine at that kind of hours from Sudirman to Fatmawati must be so
suck. But suddenly at about 4.30 pm Olly texted me that the road was quiet
friendly and not having much of traffic from Sudirman to Fatmawati. That’s why
I simply decided to go that evening. Untung dapet kang Gojek yang mahir jadi
dilewatin jalan-jalan kecil. Gue udah bilang “Mas, aku harus ke RS Fatmawati
tapi jam besuknya cuma sampe jam 7. Tolong disesuain ya, mas” Terus dia bilang “Oh
bisa mba bisa tenang aja paling nanti jam 6 udah nyampe sana”. Setelah
ditanyain mulu sama Olly dan Galih udah dimana, jeng jeng, bener dong pas banget
di jam gue itu jam 6 sore, gue turun di depan IGD RS Fatmawati :”)
The next day, I came back visiting him again and Thank God
doctor said he could go home at that day. When I was about to leave and my
Gojek driver was ready, as usual I hugged her and finally couldn’t hold these
tears. Ahhhhhh why do I have to be so this weak sih -__-
And because there was her closest someone, then I ashamed of
my face. Seconds later, I said goodbye. Ngeluyur aja karena malu.
Yes, it’s what happens. You can simply wet your eyes worrying
about people you love. You have heavy thought, what they’ve been through, what
they’re doing, what they’re gonna do afterwards, how actually their feeling is. When
they are getting sick, from the deepest of your heart, you really worried about
them, worried that much till you could suddenly cry without you even notice. Wherever your physical is, but your heart and soul must be always around them and so is your prayer. The hardest thing is when you see them sick directly in front of you. That's one of the real fear is defined. The truth is, the ones you love will make you cry even more,
either in positive or negative way. The point is one, it’s just because you
care about them that much. If you don’t care, you never really give a shit
about them. Whatever happens with them, you can close your eyes and just simply walk away.
Ah yasudah lah ti. Just wake up, feel the real world for
your own self, see the positive things around. God always blessed you with
everything good for your life. The more you make step, the more you walk, the
more lessons you can get, and the more it also brings you to meet people who
need your hand. Help them as many as possible.
Am I writing too long? Well, Happy Independence Day for my
beloved country.
