Minggu, 22 Desember 2013

For My Mother



Since the world has been dangerous place to live
I’m thankful, I’m the lucky one have you by my side
When I’m crying
When I’m laughing,You always be there
But when you are crying you don’t show it
Mom, I’m sorry for all false that I have done
Make you worry, make you angry because you afraid something bad happen to me
I’m sorry for the words unsaid
I may not have always said it, how much I really care
But be assure, I’ll love you as always mom
Thank you for you sacrifice mom , for  let me see the world to be who am I  now
With your  pray mom,  guide me  be your daugther who can make you proud
Mom, If I had my choice of mothers
You'd be the one I'd select




Bersama rintik hujan kota Surabaya, 22 Desember 2013
Untuk beliau yang tadi pagi menelfon ketika saya mengucapkan selamat hari ibu

Sabtu, 20 April 2013

Pasuruan for DBL


Our dormintory or usually we call it IAIN Islamic Boarding school has an agenda for three days in Pandaan to held DBL “ Diklat Bernalar Lanjutan” it seems like program for new comer, to know each other and to discuss about  what program we will do in the next.
We went to Pandaan at Friday , 07th December 2012 at 16.30 p.m. I ennjoyed my trip to Pandaan , cause I went there together with my roommate. We had imagine before that we would take a lot of photograph together with a beautiful scenary behind us, like a mountain , a hill, and etc. A half of the trip I slept. And I woke up when we arrived,opened my eyes ,I looked my handphone it was 18.00 p.m. then I opened the car door however I didin’t  use my glasses and the situation was little bit dark. I can recognize the place “ Oh my God ...this place again??”. Suddenly I felt bored, cause I have gone to that place, one month ago to attend OCB for UPBA, which is held in that place too. Why must DBL held in this place also?..” Giri Wisma Jaya”. Some of my friends who are ever went to this place said the same word with me “ Why must this place again?, I am bored”,”me too”, I said. Then we started our 3 days there by pray Maghrib together and then we continue to open the program by some speech from the direktur of IAIN Islamic boarding School Mr. Abdul Kadir Riyadi . Then we had dinner together , after that we nade some appoinment , what we can do, and what we prohibit to do during the forum or the matery delivered by the speaer, After thet we went to bad and slept. In the morning, we had morning refresh, and gymnastic before we had breakfast. After breakfast we continued with matery, there wer four material in this DBL with the main tema “ Membangun Epistimologi yang Kokoh Untuk Membentuk Mahasantri yang Progresif”. The first matery was filsafat Barat , then Filsafat Islam, Ilmu Tafsir and then Fikih, After the matery delivered we had disscussed it with our group, Share our knowledge each other. I was bored again, cause all we did was listening the matery and disscussed it. Fortunately, the time for inaguration night was coming. In every program , I always like inaguration night, cause I can see the funny performance  fro every group. Which can make me not bored again, my group had a briliant idea . We made an comedy , we use pocong as our icon. Two boys from my group used make up as pocong , then we made surprised. Whwn the presenter called our group “ Nash Hamid Abu Zaid” The girls from my group , came to the stage and sing our yel-yel , after that one of us said “ Ok , now our group will show you the wonderful performance” then the opening prolog read by miss iib, and the pocong came to the stage , some of woman there scared “ Oh no..”. We succesful made a surprise. Actually it was not a horor performance but comedy, but the make up made them seem like real pocong. The audience laughed together,  in the end of our performance we dance wity indian song koi mil gaiya . All audience give applause to us, because of that we won the best performance.
I learned about social value too in Pasuruan, the story was begin when I need to take a bath, but there were no water in the villa, the water was die. So I went to the native people house around there. At first time , I though that they will no permitted us to take a bath in their house, but I was wrong. They were really welcome with us. I took a bath in the house which there were only two people , a husband and his wife. Their children had already married and live in their own home. Thye husband said in the javanesse “Monggo , pun sampean siram mboten nopo-nopo nduk, monggo”. He said that they were not rich people , who has much money, they just had more water. If it useful by another people , they will give it. My heart was touch , he was really wise. May Allah gave them health, so they can share their life philosophy to another people. So peolple like me can learn simple life from them.

Surabaya, 08th December 2012

My Lecture


It was saturday morning 01st  December 2012. All IAIN college student s who are thaugh by Prof.Ali Aziz gathered in Gema building to have our last meeting with Prof. Ali in this semester and with UAS include. At first, I expect that this program will make me bored and sleepy, causehe ordered us to find one hadits qudsi, and five ayat al-Qur’an . Which are include in his speech as our UAS duty. But my expectation was wrong, it was not only about our UAS, but more than that. It was about his newest book with the tittle  “ 60 Menit Terapi Sholat Bahagia”, he told us , and thaugh us how to  make our pray can make ourself happy. At first he asked us, What sad it is? and what happy it is? then he said “ The sign that the people has iman in their heart is when they always say thanks to Alllah”. “ Actually, sometimes what we get isn’t hard, Just our mind thinking that it is hard, so it is make that to be hard for us “. After he told us the theory, and explain the content of his book, he guide us to practice it, we practice it with pray Dhuha, It was succsess made all of people in that building cried, not only woman but men too. And absolutely me, I relize that I was a bad prayer, he told us that with pray wich take more long time than usual, we can feel more closer with our good, said everything to him, our secret, our problem wich people never want to hear it, never can to help it. Only him , who always hear and understand us. And when we share our secret to him, he will never tell anyone. Prof Ali said, “ you can ask, you can share your problem , however how impossible it will happen to you , you must sure that Allah who hold the world can make it happen, After that say that you will try to get what you want , with your best trying”. I cried, I said from the deepest of my heart my problems, my passion , all that what I really want to make that happen in my short life , however I didn’t know how it will happen. In taht time I was really sure taht Allah really close , hear me, and will hwlp mw. I want feel it . I want feel what Prof. Ali told that thereis woman who gives testimony that she feell Allah seem touch her head, when she pray more long than she usually did.
I want feel it too. I want Allah touch my heart,hold me when I feel alone, when I feel I can do something. How beautiful and how happy it is? when I have feel like that.
                In the end of this program he gave us special price to buy his book, with his signature include. I didn’t want this momen away, I bought that useful book which can make our pray quality more good then before. Then some of us ordered Prof.Ali to write motivation word at the first page. How lucky I am ever meet and ever thaugh by the person with a big exprerience . Who ever went to some city in Asia, Afrika and Europe as imam tarawih pray and speaker. My last word is thank you very  much . You had made our last meeting really had a big meaning. Specially for me ^_^

Surabaya, 01st  December 2012

Minggu, 17 Maret 2013

Hujan Bercerita


16/03/2013
16:30
Air turun dengan derasnya, menciptakan lebih banyak lagi genangan-genangan air. Kaki-kaki kecil dengan tubuh menggigil berlarian kesana kemari dihadapan saya , sedari tadi mereka menunggu di depan pintu sebuah pertokoan. Tanpa lelah dengan nada sedikit gemetar menahan dinginnya air hujan "payung mbak?, payung Bu?, payung Pak?", .

Menjajari langkah setiap orang yang baru keluar dari pertokoan tersebut  berharap satu dari orang-orang itu mau menggunakan jasa mereka dan mendapatkan seribu atau dua ribu rupiah.

Di sisi lain, para supir angkot di seberang jalan saling berteriak memecah derasnya hujan, mencari penumpang untuk mengejar setoran. Beberapa orang yang baru keluar dari kantor, bertahan dengan payung mereka, berdiri di pinggir jalan menunggu kendaraan yang bisa membawa mereka pulang bertemu dengan kehangatan keluaraga.
Dan diri saya terbawa oleh simphony yang ditawarkan oleh hujan pada masa lalu, pada kenangan yang kemudian menghadirkan kerinduan...

Di setiap hujan menyimpan cerita dengan bahasanya sediri bagi masing-masing orang, tentang kerinduan, kesendirian, ke khawatiran, perjuangan, kebahagiaan atau bahkan kehangatan.

Sabtu, 05 Januari 2013

Malam Terakhir Bulan Desember


Suara terompet bersahut – sahutan dengan bunyi mercon dan kilatan cahaya kembang api , hujan gerimis yang sedari tadi mengguyur tidak mengurangi antusias tetangga-tetangga kecilku ini, mereka dengan semangat meniup terompet yang baru saja mereka beli tadi sore, di sinilah aku sekarang berada di rumahku di tengah – tengah hangatnya keluargaku, di akhir sebuah tahun yang pernah di sebut- sebut sebagai akhir dari dunia, di penghujung tahun yang  di nanti oleh sebagian orang untuk membuktikkan apakah kiamat benar – benar akan datang pada 21 Desember 2012, dan suara mercon dan terompet itu membuktikan bahwa kiamat masih rahasia Tuhan. Dan Sang Waktu hanya menjalankan tugasnya untuk berjalan dan tak berulang,sekarang Senin malam, 31 Desember 2012 , hari terakhir dari 365 hari yang telah berlalu di belakang, dan semua kenangan yang ada di tahun 2012 , jelas tidak akan pernah terulang lagi di 365 hari mendatang, Banyak yang terjadi di tahun kemarin, persahabatan, tawa, kesedihan perjuangan dan banyak lagi kisah – kisah yang menghiasi berlalunya waktu kemarin, Hampir semuanya berkesan ,dan akan sangat panjang jika dijelaskan satu persatu, 
Saat - saat terakhir menggunakan seragam abu - abu, sekolah sudah seakan menjadi rumah kedua bagi ku, dan kami adalah sebuah keluaraga yang ada di dalamnya, seringkali aku dengan teman – teman tinggal hingga malam di sekolah untuk mengerjakan tugas akhir kami di penjurusan multimedia,  Sempat aku dan sahabat – sahabatku menyelamatkan persahabatan kami yang hampir hancur karena sebuah fitnah, Selain itu catatan lain saat 2012, yaitu usaha kami untuk menembus ujian masuk perguruan tinggi, aku dan teman – teman yang mempunyai semangat yang sama membentuk sebuah kelompok belajar, karena saat itu bagi kami biaya bimbingan belajar terlalu mahal, beruntung kami dibantu oleh teman – teman dari kakak perempuan temanku yang kebetulan mereka sedang liburan semester, kami menamai kelompok belajar kami “The Dreamer”, disana kami saling bertukar ilmu dan saling menyemangati, saat terakhir pertemuan pembelajaran itu, salah satu dari kakak yang membantu kami mengatakan, “ Seberapa kuat keinginan kalin? Seberapa yakin kalian bisa mewujudkannya?”, lalu ia menyodorkan sebuah pensil, lalu berkata kembali “ Keyakinan dan semangat kalian akan bisa mematahkan pensil ini dengan hanya satu jari tangan saja,jari telunjuk kalian, memang terlihat seperti tidak mungkin, tapi itu mungkin, ketakutan itu yang harus kalian kalahkan”. Masing – masing dari kami maju untuk mematahkan pensil kayu itu. “ Simpanlah pensil itu , sebagai penanda bahwa kalian akan mematahkan rintangan yang ada di depan dan keragu – raguan kalian, kalau kalian mulai lemah dan tidak bersemangat, lihatlah pensil yang patah itu, ingatlah pada semangat kalian saat membuatnya patah jadi dua”.Dan Pensil itu aku simpan.
Tetapi ternyata semangat itu di uji oleh-Nya, Nama kami tidak tercantum pada pengumuman hasil seleksi masuk perguruan tinggi melalui jalur undangan, hanya satu orang yang namanya muncul, dan itu pun melalui jalur undangan reguler, aku menagis kecewa semalaman, dan teman – teman pun begitu, tetapi saat itu kami masih saling menyemangati, aku ingat aku sempat berkata “ Jika Tuhan belum mengabulkan do’a kita hari ini, mungkin dia telah mempersiapkan yang lebih baik untuk kita” . Dan mereka menjawabnya dengan amin yang panjang tulus dari dalam hati. Setelah hari itu kami mengikuti wawancara lain dari PENS Surabaya, aku mempersiapkan berkas dengan semangat meskipun hanya punya waktu selama satu hari, sampai waktu maghrib kami baru menyelesaikan pengumpulan berkasnya, keesokan harinya kami wawancara. Tetapi lagi – lagi ini bukan jalan kami, Nama kami sepuluh orang yang mengikuti wawancara ini , tidak ada satupun yang tercantum. Saat itu aku benar – benar kehilangan setengah dari semangatku, Sampai hari dimana aku bertemu dengan salah satu teman SMP ku di acara syukuran teman, Aku menceritakana apa yang aku alami , kemudian dia berkata “ Itu Artinya Allah percaya kalau kamu bisa melewati ujian tulis, dan itu lebih terhormat”. Dan harapanku saat itu hanya pada ujian tulis.
Dan pengumuman hasil ujian nasional tiba, kami lulus 100 %. Bahagia rasanya mendengarnya kami bisa masuk bersama – sama dankeluar bersama – sama. Seminggu sebelum purnawiyata aku dengan ketujuh sahabatku sibuk mencari baju kebaya dengan warna yang sama, sepatu yang juga sama. Pada hari purnawiyata aku bangun sangat pagi, orang – orang baru turun dari surau, kami sudah berangkat ke salon  untuk dirias. Akhir – akhir menjelang kelulusan banyak sekali yang aku pikirkan sampai – sampai aku mimisan saat akan dirias, “ sudah nggak usah dipikirkan”, kata temanku , aku hanya tersenyum. Hari itu aku berharap namaku yang akan disebut sebagai nilai terbaik dari jurusan kami, aku hanya ingin melihat senyum bangga bapak , yang meninggalkan pekerjaanya hari itu untuk menghadiri wisuda purnawiyataku, tetapi ternyata bukan namaku yang disebut, Walaupun aku tidak mengatakannya , Bapak tau saat itu raut wajahku dengan mata yang berkaca – kaca mengatakan kata maaf padanya “ Gak popo nduk sing penting wes usaha”, itulah kata – kata bijaksana yang beliau katakan. Menenangkan hati anaknya yang sedang kecewa.
Awal Juli 2012 hasil pengumuman ujian tulis masuk perguruan tinggi mengantarkanku pada IAIN Sunan Ampel Surabaya, Membawaku pada dunia yang berbeda, tinggal di pesantren mahasiswa mempelajari hal baru yang belum pernah aku pelajari sebelumnya, sekaligus mengantarkanku bertemu orang – orang hebat dan penuh semangat yang ada di AMBISI (Aliansi Mahasiswa Bidikmisi), dan semenjak sebulan yang lalu bersama The Ambisius People aku berproses di Laskar Ambisius untuk mewujudkan mimpi – mimpiku,menginjakkan kaki di Jepang, melihat Aurora di Norwegia, melanjutkan Studi ke Temple University, sekarang seakan tidak mungkin, tetapi bukankah seluruh Dunia ini milik Allah? dan tidak ada yang tidak mungkin bagi-Nya. Dan sekarang kami di Laskar Ambisius sedang berusaha, meskipun apa yang kami lakukan hanya sebuah langkah awal, tetapi langkah ini pasti, perlahan namun pasti kami bergerak untuk bertindak dan merubah mimpi – mimpi ini menjadi sebuah kenyataan. Dan Aku pun yakin Allah melihat usaha kami, Seperti perkataan Leo Teolstoy, yang dituliskan Andrea Hirata pada salah satu novelnya yang berjudul - Sang Pemimpi-, “ Tuhan Tau Tapi Menunggu”.
Ini adalah catatan akhir tahunku, yang lebih mirip dengan nostalgia dan curhatan panjang, apa yang terjadi di 2012, aku jadikan bahan koreksi diri, banyak waktuku yang hanya berlalu sia – sia tanpa digunakan untuk hal yang lebih bermanfaat, semoga catatan ini akan  bisa mendorongku untuk berubah menjadi manusia yang lebih baik dari yang sebelumnya,  lebih keras dalam berusaha dan lebih mendislipinkan diri, lebih bisa mengatur waktu, mengisinya dengan hal yang lebih bermanfaat. Dengan bismillahirohmannirrohim akan kusambut esok pagi, hari perdana di tahun 2013, dengan segala semangat baru, untuk menyambut gemilangnya masa depan  ! ^_^



Ditemani oleh Gerimis, 31 Desember 2012

Sabtu, 22 Desember 2012

The Arogant Rose and Strunggle Caterpillar


Vina is a girl caterpillar, She has gone from her house in beautiful park namely "Bridge Wood Park" to another park . Because she has already 18 months years old . Her family has tradition that since 18 months years old the young caterpillar has looked for food by themself. Like what Vina's has done. She has walked since morning till evening. but She hasn't found the new park yet, where she will live, and the sky has darked. She  couldn't see the way. Then she meet a firefly,
"Hey who are you?, Why you walk alone in the dark night?" the firefly said.
"I am Vina, I has looked for a park which I can find food and life there, since morning. But I still could not find it"
"oh...I see, Let me help you, I know thw park near here, I will light your way there"
"Really???, thank you so much, you are so kind, What is your name?" Vina said
"My name is Joan, the handsome firefly here". he answered

"Hahaha... you are so proud with yourself"
 they laughed together.
Then, they arrived to the park that the firefly talked.
" Here you are" he said
"Ok thank you so much for your help" Vina said
"Don't mention it, I should come back to my house, see you later" Joan said
"see you...."'
Vina has been hungry cause she hasn't eaten since morning her stomach has sounded."krucuk....krucuk...". In the dark she smells fresh leaves near there. " Fresh leaves, I'am coming". She found the plant but so many thorn, so she couldn't climbing there to reach the leaves. "oh ...no..."'. So she find another plant. She can reach it " hmmm .....yummy..crash ...crash...."' .She eat the leanes until her stomach was full. She has eaten and then she sleep under the plant, which the leaves has been eaten by her.
Then the sun was coming, in the morning she wake up" argh.....'". She could see the situation arround there.
" How beautiful it is?, more beautiful than my old house"'. It was flower park. There are so many flower there, like jasmine, sun flower, lily , rose and etc. She has so many friends there, there are some bee, butterfly, and other caterpillar like her.

In that morning, one of flower said
"Why you look at me? the little cattepillar !.Do you want eat my leaves? try it !, you will never couldn't eat my leaves. trust me!. cause my body full with thorn, that will hurt your body!"'.
Vina hear the words, and she said in her heart," She is so arogant"
Day was passed. The arogant rose was take by people. then Vina said to her. "Good bye ...the arogant rose, You has  proud with yourself but you has forgoten that people like you, because your leaves didn't eat by me, so you take with them and you will never live here again".

" oh...no..." the rose said.
But it will not change anything.



^_^ the end...^_^
, posted because of recomend from Mrs ."I"