I Feel Blessed

#fact = 600 mg painkiller couldn't chase away my asphyxiation during this kind of situation

I was just vaguely woke up after took a metamizole sodium and suddenly (healed) and feel even more blessed after found a couple loving-care messages from some friends. Seriously, I couldn't express my gratitude enough to Allah for giving me such an awesome friends like them :). Thank you Allah...

To be honest, I've no intention aside from "relieving my anxiety" through writing when I  composed this post, yesterday. Not knowing for what could possibly happened if someone read my post, -including some of my best friends there in Indonesia. And yeah...now I feel like I've caused a ruckus >,<. An emotive chaos. 

Truthfully, my feelings now are still somehow higgledy-piggledy. Campur aduk. But, regardless of how complicated my feelings are, I've locked up my decision. I won't waver. Papa...Mama...Bunga pulang hari Selasa. Ririt, Sunett, Nyu...I'll see you girls within a few days. #tiketsudahditangan

As an epilogue of this sort of blue episode, I would like to say that I feel blissful because I can sense the beauty of ukhuwah here in Taiwan. I really do. Thank you, dear friends...thank you...for everything :). May Allah will let us meet again in another part of the world...or in jannah.

"Ukhuwah Islamiyah is indeed powerful because it's not a mere friendship; it's a strongly tied connection in the name of the beliefs of our faith, aqidah".

A song from Dewi :)

All My Bags Are (Almost) Packed

"Nak, Papa sangat bangga padamu. Papa bangga Bunga berani mengambil keputusan seperti itu. Papa memahami kondisimu. Pulanglah, Nak. Masa depan terbuka lebar. Pasti ada hikmah di balik semua."

Even now, I'm still crying whenever I recall my conversation with my father by phone just a few hours ago. Believe it or not, I'm typing while crying. I've made one of the toughest decisions in my life. The decision I've been continuously thought over, these past 2,5 months. Going home without completing my study. Next week. There is no turning back. I'm 100% sure. All my bags are (almost) packed. Bismillah...

Ngape Tang Geye Jikku be~

I was just happened to stumble on this awesomely memorable video on Youtube. #hurrah!

I remembered my father always played this song through his car's CD player during our 50-something-minute journey to his father-in-law's (= my grandfather) house in Muntilan. I assume he still loves to play this song and his other favorite Sambas songs whenever he goes there or else.

After watched over the video, I realized that I've been mistakenly heard the lyric "Yo...ngape tang banjer jikku be" as "Yo...ngape tang geye jikku be". Oh my *-*. I've been listening to this song since I was a baby, but still made sort of catastrophic mishearing...#ckckck. Those two sentences are actually have a slightly similar meaning, but because "flood" is the main idea of the song, thus the first lyric is considered to be the proper one. And oh...btw, I was also just realized that the overall lyrics are somehow hilarious when it gets into this part "Barang jak oi...takder Tuhan". Ahahaha~. I believe that most of the floods that happened (and keep happening) in Indonesia are mostly caused by HUMAN ERROR. #sad