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18 Februari, 2011

he has grown up




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Me and my brother. I am 6 years older than him. Now I am 22 and he’s almost 16. At least until he’s 14 years old, we were really close. He sleeps in my bedroom since he was 3 years old until 13 years old. I miss his childhood. I miss anything that related to him.

I miss when he knocked my door and say “kakak, can I sleep here? Only this night, please” (and in fact, he did that almost every night)

I miss it, when we want to go out with family, and he knocked my door while saying “kakak, what should I wore?” or “you have prepared my clothes, right?”. He always did that (at least until he’s 15) 

I miss when he wants to borrow most of my clothes (FYI, usually I bought boy’s clothes, of course can be used by boys too). Jackets, jeans, t-shirt, bags, and even shoes!

I miss him, when almost all the time he disturbing me. He’s just wanted to be together with me. He’s just wanted to be in my room and get my attention, until he tired and sleep. Haha.

I miss him when he wants to know ANYTHING about me! And at that time, I always said “can you just keep ur distance for me, only for a day?”.

I miss him when I come home late, he waiting for me and remind me to go home quickly.


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Now,

“hey bro, don’t you want to sleep in my room?” I ask.
“no, I have my own room”. He answered.

bro, can I sleep in your room, only for this nite?”.
no, you always disturbing me, and I can’t sleep!”

“bro, I have prepared ur clothes for tonite’s event”.
“uh, i have my own choice!” he say.

“bro, have you drink ur milk? Brush ur teeth? ………..?”
And he shout “yes I am!” While close his door.

“wow, I am happy you’re home! Finally!”.
But he answered “hahaha, after take maghrib pray, I have silat exercise, kak!”

And now, I am the one who notice him to come home quickly, and wait him till he arrived.

Now he’s almost 16. Lot of friend, school thingy, he spent most of his spare time for silat exercise,  OSIS, making his cell phone as his best friend, and almost busy everyday. Oh God. I miss him so bad!

Yes, I have been in his age. Yes. But I never think that my sister would feel the same (in fact we’re not really close like me and my brother). High school was a moment to find, to meet, and to explore anything. We stand in different point, I am 22, not a “girl” anymore, prepare my future, and have left my “teenage thingy”, changed with the mindset “family is my priority”. When I am still so “young”, he’s still a kid. And when I am mature enough, he’s becoming a teenager. I just miss him. I want my lil brother, but in fact he’s grown up. God, I miss him so bad. Please protect him, inside and out.

 Me&my brother, Bali, January 2009.



27 Oktober, 2009

semua ibu itu hebat!

Tadi ketika pulang dang sedang menunggu kereta bekasi ekspres datang, gue duduk disebelah seorang karyawan. Dia ngobrol dengan teman yang duduk di sebelahnya. Usianya kira kira 30 tahunan lah. Kayaknya dia lagi nugguin kereta ekspres ke serpong.

Hmm awalnya gue gak sengaja nguping, ya karena mereka duduknya sebelah gue, jelas lah kedengeran. Tapi lama lama, gue mulai pasang kuping.

Mereka ngobrol tentang anak anak mereka. Si ibu sebelah gue, cerita kalo dia punya 3 anak cowo. Dari ceritanya itu, dia menggambarkan kalo anak pertamanya yang kelas 6 SD itu pintar, berprestasi, dan juga tidak pernah dikasih uang jajan (bawa bekal). Kalopun dikasih uang, si anak biasanya simpen itu. Sampe suatu ketika, si anak bilang gini:
Anak: mama, aku mau beli siomay, mama mau gak? Aku yang traktir mama…
Mama: uang darimana kamu nak?
Anak: dari uang yang mama suka kasih. Kan aku kumpulin terus…

Si ibu (berdasarkan nada bicaranya yg gue denger) bangga dan terharu liat anaknya begitu.

Kemudian dia cerita lagi, kalo tiap dia sampe rumah sepulang kerja, kira kira jam setengah 8, tanpa mandi atau ganti baju dulu, ia akan langsung mendampingi anak anaknya belajar. Ketika mereka sudah mengerti, baru si ibu pergi mandi dan ganti baju.

Menurut gue, menjadi seorang ibu benar benar pekerjaan yang sangat mulia. Gak peduli capek cari duit, capek di jalan, begitu sampe rumah, tetep prioritaskan anak. Bagaimana caranya seorang ibu mencari uang, tanpa harus meninggalkan perannya sebagai ibu.

Nyokap gue juga begitu. Walaupun dia gak ngerti komputer, gak begitu paham tentang pegang handphone, tapi dia jauh lebih cerdas dan pintar. Gak pernah ngelewatin masak tiga kali sehari untuk keluarganya, mengatur keuangan dan pemasukan dengan baik dan cenderung ketat hingga Alhamdulillah sampai sekarang kebutuhan keluarganya bisa terpenuhi, bisa mengatur jalannya usaha di bidang tempat tinggal. Dan juga, segala hal yang dulu gue pikir “menyebalkan”, nyusahin, ngerepotin, didikan yang keras, ternyata malah menjadi pelajaran buat diri gue sendiri ketika gue mulai dewasa begini.


 

Dan semakin gede, gue makin ngeh dan percaya kalo omongan orang tua itu selalu BENAR.
Mau secanggih dan semodern apapun kita, kita harus tetap pegang teguh nasihat orang tua. Karena keberhasilan dan pencapaian diri kita semuanya karena bantuan, izin, doa, dan ridho mereka.

gue punya cita cita, harapan, impian, gue juga akan menjadi ibu yang baik bagi anak anak gue nantinya, bisa mengantarkan mereka ke kecerdasan, prestasi, akhlak mulia, dan bermanfaat untuk orang lain. AMIEN...