Malang

After picked up by my cousin and her baby, she took me to Bakso President.

Well, I thought it would be like any meatballs/ bakso that I saw.

The location is pretty unique. We have to across the railroad, because the place is beside the railroad. From the eatery, sometimes we can see train and listening the instrument of the train. In the eatery, there are a lot of photos of famous people who ever eaten here.

After being so amazed with the place, I ordered the meal. I can choose what I want to by come to the food carts. There were bakso (meatball), fried meatball, wanton, dumpling, tofu, muscle meatball (bakso urat), and so on. I was addicted to it! Yumm

I chose bakso, wanton, bakso urat, and tofu.

I will plan to go there if I'm in Malang :9

Graduation

I just graduate my bachelor's education. Thank you..
Those are some of my girl friends. I feel happy for my graduation, but depressed about my career and future. hahahahahaha. I won't regret anything just try to focus on my future. Wish you a good luck Fresh Graduate mate!

You can see my braid bun for my graduation:

Family Time

At first, I felt not so excited with my dad's invitation. I don't really into Indonesian film, but it doesn't mean I hate Indonesian films. I like Hi5teria, 3 Hari untuk Selamanya, Ada Apa Dengan Cinta, Lewat Tengah Malam, Arisan, and so on. But, can you see the title? Finding Srimulat. Srimulat is a vintage one. My dad always watched it when he was young, on theater or television. It reminds him about her early days as a worker, as a poor man too.

In the evening, we all went to the Ambarukmo Plaza, to the Cinema21 to buy tickets. When I saw the seats, I knew it's not a movie that people usually looking for. There were a lot of empty seats. So what? Beside, my father paid for us and I didn't have plan with anyone that day. There was still an hour before the movie begin. So, I just wanted to take a walk, and my sister joinned me. We bought some chocolates and we got back to the cinema and sit with my dad and mom, and we had a chit-chat.

The movie begin with introducing the joke of Srimulat. I thought it was cheesy, but along the movie I laughed, and so with my family and the rest of audience..

I'm quite happy I could laugh with my family and sharing our opinion on the way to our home.
It's not about the movie, but it's about how I spend my time with my parents and sister. Sometimes, being a teenager and adult makes us rarely met with family. It doesn't have to be expensive to enjoy Family Time, we can just cook at home, turn off the television, and sharing stories while we eat on the floor.

: )

The Fact of Puffy

1. When I lived in Jakarta, Puffy always ran so fast outside the house every time he saw the gate's open and I had to run and got some tactics to make him calm and not run when I moved suddenly to take him home.
2. The first time he came to my house, he had fleas, so I was diligently took it from his body, gave him medicine, and clean the curtains-beds-sofas with his medicine.
3. He loves to sleep on the sofa, under the chair, beside our beds.
4. He once caught a big rat. ieewwhhh..
5. He once loved to annoy a cat, but he got scratch from the cat's claws on his nose. silly Puffy..
6. People called him anjing boneka: a puppy doll.
7. He loves chicken satay and orange fruit.
8. We love play peek a book with him, or play be quiet and boo (shocked game).
9. He once made love with a PUPPY.
10. He was a very jealous dog. He always barked when dad holding one of us on his back or when we just hugging. It's funny how he pushed us with his front legs and barking like we didn't suppose to do that without him. hahaha

I love him so much. Now, I think that's the reason when I feel a little bit disagree when someone (who never pet a dog) buy or pet a dog. I'm afraid they'll hurt their dog, they don't know how to pet their dog in a right way. I'm afraid they'll give their dog a chocolate or something dangerous. I'm afraid they do not bathe their dog and their dog becomes weak by fleas and their dreadlocks makes their skin itchy. I'm afraid they usually don't have enough money to pet a dog, because the treatment for a proper care is expensive. I'm afraid to pet a dog is just a trend, not something they do sincerely to make another God's creature happy and healthy. I'm afraid the owner doesn't have enough time for their dog. Dog is a dog, they are friendly, so are we, right?

Puffy, My Everlasting Love 3

He got worse and I don't know how many times we went to the clinic to get him hospitalized.

Sometimes he would eat the baby food I feed him on a small spoon, but sometimes he threw up. He didn't excited anymore with the outside world, even I didn't have to make him wear a dog leash, because he wouldn't run. He stopped being himself.

Days before my graduate exam, Puffy got to hospitalize again. On Sunday, after I had a private course of math in my house, I made Puffy a meal and four of us went to the clinic to give him a dinner. I don't know, but I did feel so afraid at that rainy night. I was pessimist that he was alive, I don't know why. I really don't know why this feeling is so real. My heart beat so fast...

The vet said we can just go to his kennel, because he just gave him new drinking water minutes ago. Me and my sister walked to his kennel and found that he was sleeping, then I called his name

"Puffy..Puffy.."

He didn't move, and my sister got panic.

I opened his kennel and shook his body, check his heart and also his breath. I found nothing. I pinched his ear and squeezed his nose like I used to just to annoy him. I cried and still hold him. My dad and mom came to us and called the vet, they took us out so that the vet could check him. Then he came to us and said that they were sorry and they said he was okay while ago, maybe he just wait for us to come to get rest in peace.

I couldn't stop crying.

My father asked me whether we buried Puffy around this clinic or around our house, and I said this clinic. After that my father drove us to buy shroud and flower to bury him. It's a little bit funny, but I couldn't help myself with this mourning. I think finally we didn't use the shroud and only use two bucket of flower. I took Puffy's collar and the vet and his assistants dig the grave and wrap Puffy with his towel (it was my towel). After they put him in the grave, we prayed quickly, because it rained heavily.

On Monday, it's hard for me to concentrate with my puffy golf eyes and friends asked me why. I still cried on my paper exam, but the score was great.

I still cried when I was at home, because it is very quite at home. My father cheered us up, and tried to made us tough. And we never pet any dogs anymore, it's a bit traumatic, beside Me and my sister were very busy with our study and many things now, I'm afraid I'll never play and give my dog attention, and also my parents are getting older now, they'll tired with a dog run in my house.

Puffy is not the last dog in my life, but he is the first dog who taught me so many things.

I love you.

Puffy, My Everlasting Love 2

Puffy is a spoiled naughty dog. He always jumped to our legs, he could put his head under our palms so that we had to stroke his head, he could steal our socks to make us caught him, and he always whined when we eat and he was in the different room watching us giggled and talk while we were enjoyed our meal.

Then we moved to Yogyakarta. I was living in dormitory, then I had to back home in Jakarta to help my family, and we went to Yogyakarta with our car. Puffy were in his kennel on the back seat. The veterinary gave Puffy 3 pills of drug to make him calm on the trip, and we also had important documents or license to have drugs and license to bring a pet in case we had to deal with police. At each stop, gas station, or restaurant, people would came to our car and laugh, because a dog like a doll were barking in our car every time he saw a motorcycle or people near the car. So, we had to covered his kennel with a blanket, so that he would stop barking. You can imagine we had to sit pretty crowded with some stuff, mom-dad-sister were on the middle seat, me and a driver were on the front seat, and we had to listen to Puffy's noise. The drugs were useless..

Then we're home!
We were living in a small home-sweet-home, but Puffy still got his space: run from door to door. We found a clinic for him to get vaccinated.

Months later he got sick. He lost his appetite, he didn't run like he did before, he always slept and I always checked whether he was breathing or not (i'm crying when I write this), then we had to go to a clinic. it's a bit far from our house. Then the vet had to hospitalize him because he was dehydrated, maybe it's because of he lost his appetite. About three days later he recovered, we were happy including my mom. My mom always pitied on Puffy when he just slept and did nothing.

Then he got sick again after months later. I was sad that he rarely barking or jump like he was. When I clapped my hand he just shake his little tail and looked excited. I think he just want us to be happy, it made him okay, because he was really weak..