Showing posts with label curiousity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label curiousity. Show all posts

Still wondering, what is Your point, God?

Left. I was left.
I really hate the feeling. Even worse that the feeling of leaving. It's so hard to face the fact that he had just passed away. It's even harder when you still have one promise to him.
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He was kinda 'invisible' in KMHDUI. Went to Makrab 2008, then never showed up. I kept informing him whenever there was an event, even it's just a small one. He ignored. Maybe he was kinda busy.

Few months ago, he started to response my SMS. Always gave a reason whenever he was not able to participate. Just a simple message: "Maaf May aku nggak bisa ikut. Ada acara. Salam buat semuanya ya!"

One day, he asked me one thing:
May, nonton bareng yuk! KMHDUI 2007nya aja!
He asked me 2-3 times, but I still can't complete that request. Still, until now. Until he won't ever ask me again. I will never able to stop blamming my self why I couldn't complete such a simple request from a friend that just wanna see us gathered again. Why did I ask him to wait till those who were in Bali return to Depok? Why didn't I just arrange it with those who are still in Depok?

My friends and I walked beside his coffin to pray for him. I prayed and apology to him. When I was praying, my eyes that were shut felt so hot and burning. When I opened it at the the end of my prayer, tears went down.

I walked away from his coffin. There, I realized that I am not a tough person. I was only able to stand few meters from him, watch him silently 'cause he also sleeps silently. A long sleep. He would never open his eyes again. T

here they were, his parents and siblings. They continued to greet everyone, smile, no tears. I wonder what if I were his parent or sibling? I don't think I'm tough enough for this. I am not ready yet to be left.

I still don't understand how things get going. This is the second time for me after Braven (read post: what is Your point, God?). He was a really nice person, smart, good looking, and fun. This is too sudden! No symptoms, no illness, no pain, no accident? He was just got back from watching Abang None Jakarta, knocked on his sister's door, suddenly he had already laid down on the floor. Many friends of him told that they had just chat with him, spent time together, Facebooking, and so on.

Unbelievable surprise, God. Unfortunately, this is not funny. At all! Nope. I still cannot understand what is Your point.

Dit, selamat jalan. Terlalu mendadak aja rasanya. Kita bahkan belum pernah ngumpul lagi. Maaf ya aku belum bisa menuhin permintaanmu. Maafin aku kalo ada salah sama kamu. Tidur yang tenang ya.



What is Your point, God? (case study: Braven Wiragupti Kewo)

Prolog:
YES! My blog has reborn! Akhirnya gue menghidupkan kehidupan blogger gue yang uda lama banget terbengkalai... ('mayalicious' was my previous blog, sangat terbengkalai)... Searching for the most appropriate layout took long time... Not because I couldn't find my favourite (I even confused, they're all cute!), but there was always problem with its CSS...
Oh, and P.S: INDOSAT BROADBAND minta ditabok!

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Co-starring: Putu Daivi Prawisanti, FE-Manejemen 2007

Scene 1:
it was about 8 in the morning. I wasn't sure. Because I just got asleep at 5 a.m and I was damn sleepy when I heard her called my name. I was laid on bed, my soul hasn't gathered perfectly, half of it made me believe that I was still dreaming.

Daivi:
Maya!!! Titip kamarku ya!
Me:
Hoh... (sleepily agreeing)
Daivi:
Titip ya! Aku mau ke rumah sakit dulu! Temenku 'lewat' (a.k.a passed, a.k.a meninggal).
Maya:
Ya ampun... (still with the same 'pitch' with my previous 'hoh...')

Scene 2:
It's already 9.30 am and I'm fully sober, but not sober enough to realize that Scene no. 1 is real. I logged in my facebook, there I saw my friend status posted just a moment ago:

God will guide his guy. Tribute to our beloved friend,Braven Wiragupti Kewo.


Monolog:
"EEH?! So it was not a dream??!" No way! I mean, I know this 'Braven' was in a terrible condition, but it's like just yesterday we talked about how he had a strong will to survive and back to his life.
So, that's how it works.
Life can be taken anytime God wants it. Ready or not, there won't be rehearsal for it. One thing that I have no idea about is how He choose that person. This 'Braven' was told by Daivi as a very nice and kindhearted boy. How he passed is not as 'good' as he had behaved. Totally 180 degrees unmatched! It isn't fair for me who always believe in karma.

"SO, WHAT IS YOUR POINT, GOD?!"
Oh, forget it. He won't answer, though. He has 'straight-answer-allergic' and obsesses to 'perfect-timing-answer'.
Yeah, I got it, God. I have to be ready anytime it takes. To leave or to be left.

Few seconds...

"What? Am I going to die know?! How would You like to make it? Slip my foot? Or choke me with toothbrush? Yeah, right. 'perfect-timing', huh?"
I walked to my bathroom with my towel on my head.

Epilog:
Hell stupid, I haven't said my condolences properly (it was just 'ya ampun' with blank minded condition)!






Good bye, Braven eventhough we never knew each other. You'll be getting what you deserve there, cause I still believe in Him eventhough I still couldn't undertstand the way He makes thing happened. Don't worry, He'll be taking care of you and your family.