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What's New?

Came back home safely after two years living abroad and then headed back again to wrap up everything. I've done that. But there must be some or even bunch of things that i've encountered before as well as after the homecoming. Yes, indeed.  Like for example :

1. My brother never called me "Bunge'" again, he called me "Mbak Bunga" instead. Xixixi. It sounds weird at first, but now i get used to it. I guess he's trying to appear as a decent husband to his wife. Good boy^^.

2. I'm completely amazed seeing my brother already sit back at home before 6pm. Before got married, although he usually done his work by 4pm or so, he always goes somewhere else, whether it's to "Kandang Kelompok", where he puts his cattle on, or hang out with his friends. But now, he's like everywhere at home. Hahahaaa...can't hardly wait to see his wife, i supposed. Accchooo..!!! Typical newly weds...=p [*mencoba utk tdk sirik =))]

3. After subuh prayer, we usually recite Qur'an, doing homework, reading newspaper, watching TV or cooking. But now, it's very awkward seeing my brother have a morning walk with his wife. He even said "Nanti kalau sepedamu sudah dibawa pulang, kami ga jalan2 lagi, tp sepedaan. Ya Mbak ya ?"; considering we only have one bicycle at home. Mwahahahaaa...enak aje ! Mo pinjam Bugi, eh? Bayar dong :))

4. When we have our family talk at night, my brother never join us anymore. Of course he's with his wife. Once i asked "Gema kemana, Pa ?". "Sama Ivo di kamar", answered my father. Stole a glance at my "unsatisfied" face, my father said "Ya mo gmn lagi, Nak...dia sudah bukan milik kita lagi". Mwahahhhaaaa...we were cracked up together after heard him saying something like that. Hmmm...i guess my father is right :).

5. Pay an extra attention to everything related to UK [the real United Kingdom, not United Kantongan =p]. Set Taipei, Taiwan and London, UK, together on my cellphone's interface. It's not because my sister asked me to go to London with her this winter to visit her husband, but...hahaha...only Panda knows why i do this :)). Maybe i should ask my father what *ehmm*'s major to satisfy my curiosity. Haghaghag...*blushing


6. "Congratulations on your wedding and welcome back!!", texted my labmate. Huh? Siape yg nikah, coy? Then, i remembered that it's the impact of my joke to my advisor about mentioning "i will go home for the wedding". Aigoooo...*kena batunye

7. Diligently slaving myself at lab during daytime instead of nighttime. So far everything is good. Back to the diurnal cycle and never sneaking around at night sounds more natural. I love this new life rhythm. Befriended to nature with doing things like normal people does fun. ASSAAA...!!!

8. Officially resigned from the organizational activities i've been drowning into for this past two years. One thing that's left is conducting likok pulo and angklung performances for this Saturday's International Festival at campus. After it's over, i'll devote myself to my research. Bismillah. Ya, Allah....permudahlah urusan hamba....

In Between

Z : Bunga, apa sih yang bisa diandalkan oleh seorang kakak kecuali keikhlasan dilangkahi dan jatahnya diambil? Hahaha...jatahmu pasti ada :)
Y : Kok bisa dibalap sama adiknya itu gmn?

X : Oh, Gema anak ke-2 ya. Lho, berarti Bunga dilangkahin dong. 

Which one is the polite and positive comment? I guess almost everyone will agree Z comment is the answer. Considering my bicultural family background, i have to deal with various kinds of comments regarding to "being skipped by the young one" issue. I'm completely "sober" that the Javanese tend to disagree about the young ones getting married before the older ones. Moreover, if the young ones are men and the older ones are vice versa, the issue is undoubtedly even bigger. I've anticipated this situation since long long time ago and decided to be a silent person if anyone ever asked me that. It worked. I was merely smiling when anyone commenting this and that related to the issue. They never asked further questions after facing my zipped mouth.

The thing that i want to highlight is why would [most of] the Javanese do that? Is it even important to "hurt" people that way? Well, i'm not even sure that they are consider it as a torment, though. I guess it's just the nature of the Javanese. I always try my best to understand and be patient to them. I'm half of them as well, although my mother always tells people that only my face is Javanese while the rests of me are Bornean [Xixixi, including the jutek and straightforward personalities of mine]. The good thing is i have another 50% of Bornean blood running in my DNA. The Bornean tend to "give no s**t" to this kind of issue. The ones who firstly met their soulmates can get married first, no matter on which sequence of siblings they are, that's what they always thought. But hey, no matter what, i'm grateful for the diversity of my family. Always grateful....very grateful....

The Last One

After failed "refusing" the President of this organization's wish to make another video for this event, i managed to grant his wish in such a short period of time. Another moment for me to recapture the past.

Being asked by the aforementioned person himself to participate in the event could make me felt dilemmatic enough. *Sigh. "OK, Sir" again was all i could say. This is it. I must stop. This is the last one.

From This Moment On...

Unimportant prologue : Whew...my jet lag seems bugging me for quite some time =p. 

I do have lots of things to tell during my 5-week homecoming. But considering this and that [hahahaa...alasan lagi :))], i will only choose the most fantastic ones to be archived here, on my personal blog. 

Have a second look on the title of this post and i guess everyone will know what kind of story will flow here. Hajimarimasu^^. The main reason of my homecoming was one, my brother's wedding. Recalling that hectic yet wonderful moments, tears can be easily running down from my eyes and smiles can be drawn lastingly on my face. Subhanallah...the long awaited moment had successfully executed. Ridiculousness such as overtight kebaya, almost-forget-to-take's wedding suit that belongs to Gembil and traffic jam when we were heading to Solo were completely failed to flunk the wedding. All in all, everything was very smooth, as smooth as arabic words spoken by my brother during the ijab qabul session***. Alhamdulillah...alhamdulillah. The reception in Jogja which being held the next day was also a hit. Except the part that the stage was almost fell to pieces because forthy-something of my brother's friends were stepped on it during the photo session. Xixixi. I knew i could come back to Taiwan at ease and sure enough that my battery has been fully charged after everything has ended. Thank you, Allah....

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