Bumi Manusia (The earth of mankind), one of Pramoedya’s greatest work, was filmed to a movie that I have just watched. It is awesome movie. As reader of Pram’s book, I think that Hanung is briliant. I really believe that he is a good reader.
This movie is very recommended. It is worth to watch.
I have just met these two girls around Braga street. They marketed to me some cassava chips’. I bought one. Good luck girls !
When you live not far from Monju Bandung, it is better for you to try having dinner here, nasgor mawut Kumis. I am his costumer that almost every night going there. The special not only its food but also its interactive dialogue. I usually talk with him about many things ; experience, love, politics, life, etc. Another partner is Pak De, a meatball seller (tukang bakso). He is passionate to discuss about life while Kumis about woman. The last one proclaim his self as Don Juan :p
Several minutes ago I took wefie with them.
I was a finisher of 42.195k-marathon yesterday (see my full story in https://www.uruqulnadhif.com) . This was my achievement that I will never forget it. There is pain before we gain something. The marathon taught me about patience and persistence. Nothing easy to get but it is possible if you always think you can. Everything is the matter of belief. Work hard pray hard.
When you come to Sabuga ITB, you will get one motivational statement in front of its main gate. The statement is one and only belongs to Pak Wir or Wiranto Arismunandar, former Rector of ITB years before Indonesia reformation orders. One time I met Pak Mubyar Purwasasmita (if not wrong three months before he passed away), he said a alot about Pak Wir legacy in building four iconic twin buildings and also another buildings (if not wrong 13). So when I talked with him last afternoon after 99th years celebration of TH (ITB) in Aula Barat, I said “You are Soeharto of ITB Pak…“, he then smiled. Another legacy, during his leadership he was close to student and faculty members.
Long life and stay healthy Pak Wir !
This night, I heard a news from my father that my uncle passed away. This morning, her daughter (I called her ‘mbak’) sent WhatsApp to me that her father was in hospital. I did not presume worse case about my uncle’s condition until this night, several minutes before he died. My father replied my WhatsApp, “He is critical, do pray for him”. Then, a news in WA group, “Innalillahi wa innailahi roojiun, the uncle passed away”. I called my father then, he asked me to not go home, to stay at Bandung.
Less than a month, I communicated with my uncle two times, when in my home and when in his home. He was healthy in that time, even he was imam for duhur prayer in the mosque when the second chance met him. His teeth were not full following his old. I don’t expect that this life not long after that. For my deepest heart, I want to go home attending his funeral and try to cheer his family up. Distance is boundary, I only can to pray ‘gaib’ for him. May Allah forgive his sins and receive his kindness. Goodbye Pak De, your goodness will always be remembered.
This time I am in Lamongan station waiting for the train bringing me to Bandung. My 10 days holiday has been ending, several hours left. Tomorrow I should go work again and do my routine activity again.
I feel satisfied for my holiday, my parent is healthy, my niece was 1 year old, and my target even not all finished but makes me happy. I wrote a note about my future target after this long holiday. I will do when I arrive at Bandung tomorrow. Let me make my dream comes true.
I posted several pictures of my holiday documentation in my instagram. Several still in my camera and this phone. Before I left my home, I took several pictures with my niece. Here a one.