Mudik

I will start a post with Martish from now on… so bare with me… if any of you can’t understand me, give me a howl…

Bonyok gueh baru balik ke Jakarta last Wednesday, of which tepat seminggu kemarin. After being poisoned and stranded in States for almost 10 years, they finally mudik for the first time. Last couple days before they left, my mom finally feels her adrenaline pumped with excitement and nervousness. Walhasil, gueh dibuat kocar-kacir buat menuhin kebutuhan nyokap on the last minutes. Pas hari rabu siang sebelom bonyok cabut, gueh took a day off special buat yokap yang udah yakin dirinya bakal sibuk on last minute. Mulai dari shopping shoes buat acara kawinannya abang gueh, mani/pedi, beliin oleh2 buat cousins gueh (did I ever mention I have almost 20 cousins? Or even more), n bekal bungkus perabot mudik, semuanya dilakuin at the last day!! No wonder gueh doyan bgt sama yang namanya procrastinate, I got it from my mom…

Their flight is at 01:50AM, but we tried to leave home before 9PM. I tried to act cool about having my parents leave to Indonesia, but deep down inside, I really feel to cry out loud, meraung-raung, ngais-ngais tanah… Gueh juga mau banget balik Jakarta…Gueh kan juga mau liat abang gueh merid… But guess what, I still play it cool… beside, gueh yakin banget bonyok tau dilemma gueh tanpa gueh bilang… Gini2 gueh kan dibuat sama mereka juga…

Pas jalan balik dari LAX, otak gueh melayang-layang ngga jelas bak layangan putus. Pikiran gueh menclak-menclok sana sini. “How the heck in the world, to run the house without my mom?” panic gueh mulai muncul, but I shook it off. Then, I got another thought, I really hope mom and dad will get there safely. I have these crazy thought about all of accident might happen. I really regret to see Final Destination now… but I said a quick pray and serahin semuanya ke Dia, then magically I feel better. Next, I get some flashes pictures of my brother. I still can’t believe that I will missed his wedding day… I took deep breaths many times to hold my tear falling to my cheek… God please grant me strength… Gueh paksa alihin pikiran sebelom gueh beneran mewek ditengah malem. Gueh ngayal, if I’m going back to Indonesia, what am I going to do? Pertanyaan yang ini buat gueh lega and sibuk ngayal yang asik2… Next thing I know, I was in front of my garage and hear my doggies barking…

So it’s been a week. I just realize mom took my maid with her… I need someone to cook for me…