Sunday, December 27, 2009
“aQ ingin pulang…
aQ mw pulang…
dan memang aQ hyuz pulang…”
ciang menjelang sore…I asked Hasibuan to pick me up to Lempuyangan railway station..
Yaps…
As usual, I go home by train, exactly PRAMEX, the yellow-gray train that makes me feel comfort with, even though I often have to stand up in the whole time reaching Solo city, my destination before I get the bus to my hometown.
Of course…it will make me feel tired…but…it’s not a big problem for me…because, it is a habit maybe. Enjoying everything, whatever it’s bad or not…just for arriving my homey home…
Yaaa…That’s it…
Hmmm…let me continue my story... ;)
At 2.30 pm, PRAMEX had arrived Lempuyangan. But, there are no such yellow-green train…there was a purple train over there. I had just realized that PRAMEX also has a train like that, an additional train, and the ‘special’ edition one, I think.
Well…I do like purple indeed. But, this purple train…for many reasons, I don’t think so…
And when I looked inside, the train was full of passenger. Too much full, and of course, it’s so crowded. Terpaksanya y…berdesak-desakan, duech. ‘N yang pastinya, by accident or not, akan ada banyak gesekan disana-sini…
Yaps…
As usual, I go home by train, exactly PRAMEX, the yellow-gray train that makes me feel comfort with, even though I often have to stand up in the whole time reaching Solo city, my destination before I get the bus to my hometown.
Of course…it will make me feel tired…but…it’s not a big problem for me…because, it is a habit maybe. Enjoying everything, whatever it’s bad or not…just for arriving my homey home…
Yaaa…That’s it…
Hmmm…let me continue my story... ;)
At 2.30 pm, PRAMEX had arrived Lempuyangan. But, there are no such yellow-green train…there was a purple train over there. I had just realized that PRAMEX also has a train like that, an additional train, and the ‘special’ edition one, I think.
Well…I do like purple indeed. But, this purple train…for many reasons, I don’t think so…
And when I looked inside, the train was full of passenger. Too much full, and of course, it’s so crowded. Terpaksanya y…berdesak-desakan, duech. ‘N yang pastinya, by accident or not, akan ada banyak gesekan disana-sini…
-------------- (CUT!!!……hehehehee…) ---------------
Because of, at that day, PRAMEX in all time was so full.
Yes, I see…that day was holiday. So…no doubt about that phenomenon… And still as usual, I have to stand up in the whole time reaching home.
“Demi ugz…demi…”, mungkin itu batinQ…hehee…
Then…I little bit feel lega when the train arrived Solo Balapan. Many passengers turun disini, and some seats were empty, so I could take a seat, melepas lelah (pyuuuh……)
setelah berdiri nearly an hour, tough just a few minutes before reaching Jebres railway station. (Chuipz…chuipz…alhamdulillah!)
When I was arriving the bus station in my hometown (Let’s sing a kids song, while draw a funny figure :-D…)
“…hujan rintik-rintik
Air bergelombang...
Adhe main bola ditengah lapangan
3 + 3 = 6
6 + 6 = 12…”
Can u imagine the image???
For the later information, you can call me… (hehehee…)
But, where is my adhe yang main bola ditengah lapangan???
Well...well…well…gotcha!
Over there he was!! Di balik pintu rumah bercat putih yang sepertinya warnanya tak lagi bener2 putih…yang dihalamannya hanya ada sebuah pohon, pohon sirsak,
(Hmmm…delicious so…)
And…the house…architecture style-nya pun doesn’t imitate gaya klasik, modern, ataupun yang lagi banyak2nya digunakan, desain minimalis…
I think it just style pelebaran dibeberapa sisi sekenanya…
But…it’s my homey home; my home sweet home…my home where my heart is…
Finally…
I opened that grey old wooden door…
(Cekreeeeeeeeeek……… :D as if the sound of opening door)
“Assalamualaikum…” I said. First time, I saw my daddy and my youngest brother, Rofi’, inside. But, my daddy kept in silent. I thought my daddy didn’t realize my coming…
God…
Am I invisible girl, he…??? (Invisible MODE ON)
While…my youngest brother yang dah PeWe bgtz posisinya, with a ball in front of him [He must have played toy cars, I thought… (lho???)]
Back to my youngest brother…
When he’s seeing me, he just been silent and stared at me…
Well… what did he think about me, my costume, or my acne???hee.. I was so curious…(halaaaaah…)
I had some hypotheses about the case of my youngest brother above:
- He must have surprised because of my beauty (huehuehuee…)
- Maybe he thought that I would be his new baby sitter. ([clicking] LIKE THIS)
- In bad possibility, maybe he thought…
“OMG…!!!
Who is the stranger over there??? She must have wanted to steal me and take me into a karung!
No!
Angkat senjata!!! “
(Psychopath MODE ON)
- In worse possibility…When he’s seeing me, he said...
“WHAT is THAT??? THAT is a FOOD!”
(jiaaaaah……… lebay…lebay…!!! Uga segitunya kaleee… :-D)
Hehee…just try to write more…
Okay… then… about my daddy…
I repeat saying my regard more loudly, “Assalamualaikum…”. I guessed that at previous time, my voice when saying the regard wasn’t loud enough so my daddy didn’t hear my regard before. Then…as my voice was heard, my invisibility began to be lost…and I my self started to be exist…
hehehee…kayak apa ae kie to…heemmm…
My daddy answered my regard, “waalaikumsalam………… wey?! Mita mulih to ternyata…
Fi’…, lho…mbak mita teko……”
“hayooo…sopo iki???”
(mb’ mita cuantiq pastinya…hehee…)
After that, my daddy back to his own business, he seemed so busy that evening …
Again lagi…
Si Bungsu just stared at me…dengan penuh kekaguman… (wkwkwkwkwk…) Mungkin, it will be more correct if I said, he stared at me dengan penuh tanda tanya, but…those puzzles became clearer. Maybe in his mind, he thought…
Hehee…just try to write more…
Okay… then… about my daddy…
I repeat saying my regard more loudly, “Assalamualaikum…”. I guessed that at previous time, my voice when saying the regard wasn’t loud enough so my daddy didn’t hear my regard before. Then…as my voice was heard, my invisibility began to be lost…and I my self started to be exist…
hehehee…kayak apa ae kie to…heemmm…
My daddy answered my regard, “waalaikumsalam………… wey?! Mita mulih to ternyata…
Fi’…, lho…mbak mita teko……”
“hayooo…sopo iki???”
(mb’ mita cuantiq pastinya…hehee…)
After that, my daddy back to his own business, he seemed so busy that evening …
Again lagi…
Si Bungsu just stared at me…dengan penuh kekaguman… (wkwkwkwkwk…) Mungkin, it will be more correct if I said, he stared at me dengan penuh tanda tanya, but…those puzzles became clearer. Maybe in his mind, he thought…
“Ooo…in fact, she’s my oldest sister to…I see…”
(Halaaaaaah…sok2’an understand what a baby thinking of was…)
Like father like son…like my daddy, his daddy too, he (with his innocent face) also back to his own business with his beloved ball….Maybe, Rofi’ seemed so busy too with his ball…
Ouh…please duech………….
Am I less interesting than that round ball???
Maybe… YES indeed…
===THE END===
Like father like son…like my daddy, his daddy too, he (with his innocent face) also back to his own business with his beloved ball….Maybe, Rofi’ seemed so busy too with his ball…
Ouh…please duech………….
Am I less interesting than that round ball???
Maybe… YES indeed…
===THE END===
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