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Thursday, February 7, 2013
What It Means to Be in a Relationship ?
Monday, January 30, 2012
Kau, Aku, dan Diam.
Teruntuk engkau, udara dan inspirasiku. terima kasih. "B"
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Wednesday, April 6, 2011
Love and Hope
Kemaren malam, 05 April 2011 adalah malam terakhirku di Bali, sebelum kembali ke Jogja untuk kembali bergulat dengan ujian-ujian tengah semester
Aku dan ortu memutuskan untuk keluar dan menghabiskan waktu di luar rumah malam itu, kami mampir dulu ke Gramedia di Mall Matahari untuk memcari beberapa buku
Setelah mencapai parkiran di lantai teratas, kami menuruni tangga, dan berjalan melalui tempat peralatan dan pakaian anak dan bayi, tiba-tiba nyokap berenti, liat-liat baju bayi dan keluar sebuah percakapan yang aneh
Mama: Mas cepetan punya momongan gih, mumpung Mama masih sehat
Papa: Iya, mas, kapan punya momongan?
Aku: ?!#%!?#%!?
Percakapan berakhir karena aku sambil nyengir, langsung ngacir buru-buru turun ke Gramedia.
Walaupun itu terkesan sebagai candaan, samar-samar bisa aku rasakan bahwasanya ada sedikit harapan dan keseriusan pada setiap pertanyaan-pertanyaan tersebut, belum lagi belakangan ini juga mama dan papa jadi sering tanya-tanya tentang masalah pacar yang selalu harus ku jawab, "Hehhehe,,, belum ada yg nyantol, belum ada yang mau nih"
Tadi sore pun, sepulang olah raga di GSP UGM, saya pulang melewati Pandega Bakti, sekalian mengabil beberapa catatan untuk difotokopi, saat itu Adzan Maghrib sedang berkumandang, dari jauh saya bisa melihat ada seorang Kakek yang telah sangat sepuh berjalan berlawanan arah dari arah menuju masjid, dengan baju rpi, dan peci, dia tertatih tatih berjalan ke arah saya, ternyata dia kembali ke rumahnya (mungkin) lupa kalau dia punya istri (yang akan berangkat ke masjid juga) , berdiri, di depan pagar dengan sabar menunggu sang istri, sang nenek yang telah memakai mukenah yang juga tertatih tatih kesulitan untuk menggunakan sandalnya secara benar, dengan sabar sang kakek menunggu, menunggu (mungkin) cinta sehidup sematinya, yang tak pernah tergantikan, bak sepasang burung Dara yang setia saling menjaga, bak Angsa yang tak pernah menikah untuk kedua kalinya, benar benar sehidup dan semati.
Saya tertegun, merenung sejenak, di balik keringat bercucuran dan kaki yang pegal setelah olahraga sore itu, terbanyang sosok Mama dan Papa, kira-kira mungkin seperti itulah kesetiaaan mereka berdua, yang tak pernah berkurang rasa cinta dintaranya, 20 tahun Mama dan Papa bersama, tak kulihat kecuali kecintaan yang semakin bertambah, di saat susah, di saat senang, kadarnya selalu sama, bahkan terus membesar, sama seperti sang Kakek dan Nenek, cinta merka tak lekang, dan tak usang oleh waktu
Semenjak Papa di vonis gagal ginjal, 2 tahun yang lalu, hidup ini rasa nya seperti dikejar oleh waktu, aku, dan adik, merasa harus menyelesaikan semuanya secepat mungkin, dan hidup mandiri secepat mungkin, tak ada yang tau berapa lama Papa akan bertahan, tapi doa adalah satu-satunya obat yang paling mujarab yang ku punya tuk ku berikan, mimpi-mimpi dulu ketika bersama kita bicara tentang masa depan, di mana papa kan datang di acara wisuda ku, di acara pernikahanku, dimana anak-anakku akan mengenal dan bermain Kakeknya yang berjasa mendidikku, dulu semua itu terasa sangat mungkin, sangat pasti akan terjadi, namun ya Allah engkau yang memiliki dan menuliskan takdir, yang aku bisa hanyalah berdoa, semoga Kau panjangkan umur kedua orang tuaku, semoga ku berikan kesehatan kepada meraka berdua, semoga mereka berdua memiliki kesempatan untuk mengenal Istriku, menantu mereka nanti, dan memiliki kesempatan untuk mewariskan pelajaran-pelajaran yang kudapatkan dari mereka pada cucu-cucu mereka nanti, Ya Allah berikanlah yang terbaik bagi kami semua, dan semua keturunan kami. Aminn
Monday, April 4, 2011
White Love
yang pernah hampiriku....
banyak kata yang ingin ku ucapkan
dengar hatiku dengar pula jiwaku
semua yang indah ada di dirimu
tak kan bisa ku buang
kau beri ku rasa
rasa yang ku sebut cinta....
katakan padaku kau mencintaiku
akan menemaniku sepanjang hidupmu
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kau akan beri cinta suci untukku
dengan ini ku akan mencoba
beri cinta putihku
untukmu yang tulus dari hatiku
karna bagiku kau adalah segalanya
tak kan pernah ku lepas
tak kan mungkin ku tinggalkan
percayalah karna hany dirimu
satu yang ku rindu
tak pernah terbagi yang lain.............
toek someone yg mengerti atau mencoba tuk mengerti hatiku saat ini!!
By: Dakkap
The Moment that Change My Life
Last night, I just wrote something, in which titled "The Four Seasons if Love" in my Tumblr blog, as I posted my piece of work, many maybe wonder, where the heck I came up with the conclusion or perhaps they start to wonder where did my inspiration come from?
It begins in 2005, I was a junior, a second grader in the Middle School, that was when, love taught me a lesson, in which I have to learn it the hard way. It was my first time to have a complicated relationships with girls. I met this girl, we were just friend at first, I tried to get her know my friend, and she tried to get me to know her friend, in simple words, we were match maker. But as I get in touch with her so often, instead having a feeling for her friends, maybe his is what in Javanese principle we know as "witing tresno jalaran soko kulino". I started to have a feeling for her, that is when the wind of Spring, the spring of love came into my life, text after text, conversation after conversation, email by email, and after a long call in almost every night, then i said to my self, "this is it, this is the love of my life", since then I always wait for her text, and her call. Every morning I always looking to a mirror to make sure that I look sharp, I try my best to impress her in anyway I possibly could. Then here comes the next season.
Ied Fitr in 2005, This was where the summer begin, I was back at my grandma house, in Banyuwangi, my feeling for her was getting stronger and stronger, to the point I couldn't hide it anymore, I consulted to my friend about my feeling, and my craziness about her, and I asked my friend to find out whether she has the same feeling about me or not, then my friend promised to help me to find a way to tell her my feeling. Once time, I accidentally send a text message to her, I supposed to send it to my friend, but instead I sent it to her. It confused her a lot, in fact it anger her a bit, so I pulled my self together, and told her that I think I'm fall in love with her, she didn't reply my text till the next day, and that one day is one of longest day in life. The Wind of Summer of Love came, she replied my text and she said that she felt the same way (or she just wanted to give me chance since she felt sorry for me - I don't know), her text sent me away to the sky on that day, that was one of the happiest day of my life, it felt like you hit a jackpot on the slot machine. since then my life is full of the blossom flower, love is everywhere, I texted her every hours, I always want to know how is she doing, what is she doing, or just want to say "have a good nap/night my sweetie bunny" or simply say . "I love you" (Love has pretty shallow definition for me back then back then no night without an hour call, when I can't call I text her or email her every moment I could. The world was a beautiful place for me, everywhere was beautiful, and everybody was kind, I lost in the madness of love, everywhere I saw her face, I heard her voice, I was insane to the moment I forgot everything, except her. it was a great life until that day came, the day, every secrets reveal itself, the day that strong wind, that strong storm, shaking the tree of love, blowing all the leaves, leaving a dry, dying tree, alone, in the Autumn of Love
That day was just a few months later, 5 or 6 months after the start of that bombastic relationships, Ied Al-Adha - The day of sacrifice, where every moslem, sacrifice a goat, camel, or a cow as an obligation, not to serve God, but to serve the other, this day is the turning point of my love story, the anti climax of my life, I got a phone call from my friends, which was a really long phone call, it was more like a consultation session with a CIA agent, they told me fact by fact about my relationship with her, how much a change since then, how much it affect my personality, how I forget about my academic life, how I forget about my friends, and just how many people hurt by me and all the ugly truth about the relationships, which if I go to the detail, it will take me an hour to explain that. In short this relationships between the downtown man (me) and the uptown girl (her) need to answer several question, "Is this relationship real?", "Do I really love her?" "Does she really love me?" "Is this merely a game for both of us?" "Is this love? or just an obsession of mine?" "Do I have to hurt somebody else to love somebody?" , It was not easy for me to answer all of those question, neither I can answer all of them, since some question only she can answer. So just a few days after, we decided to end the relationship, to give us sometime, to follow our own path of to answer , it was painful for me, I was sick or perhaps ill so bad for few days, there still some part of me that missing, and the pain, the pain that I felt was so great, it was painful, yet it was beautiful, the pleasure pain of love. The Autumn of Love, the fallen of the dreams, that brings me into the desperado, to the abyss of my life, to the loneliness, to the deep dark road of the adventure, to find the answer of my life.
Since then, it was an uphill for me, the first few months was a really cold, and lonely life to enjoy, the solitude, the silent, and the nothingness, made me feel that I'm the only one that real in this world, Cuz I'm the only one that can feel the pain, It was when I feel "I feel pain, therefore I am" , everybody seems don't understand, I have to fake a smile just to make them not worry about me anymore, it was not easy to erase some memories, in fact I am still holding into some of that memories, but as the time goes on, as the time heal every wound, I was starting to enjoy this solitude, in fact I'm still enjoying it now, time by time I'm realized that in solitude you can know yourself better, you can hear the voice of yourself without have to worry about other thing else, to listen on what the nature, the God tries to say to me, it is easier to find the answer without all other noises that disturbing you, in solitude you find yourself, and it is a big chance in solitude you find the God, this Winter of love has taught me a lot of things that changed the orbit of my life, to laugh at every bad thing in the past, to let the burden slide on my shoulder, in the winter of solitude, in the winter of Love.
Ps: I hope every of you who are in this story to forgive every mistake that I made in the past, and I hope you find your own way of live, and your own meaning of love. I wish you have a great live
Bara E. Brahmantika
Inginku
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Oleh Mbak Resty Amanda
Karena Seekor Burung
Aku merasakan cinta
Untuk pertama kali
Karena seekor burung
Aku merasakan sakit
Pun untuk pertama kali
Karena seekor burung
Aku merasakan cinta kembali
Burung yang hampir sama
Semoga saja burung ini
Tak terbang bersama senja
Melebur hilang dalam awan
Dan merahnya senja
Meninggalkan asa
Yang tak terganti..
Oleh Pak Tofan
