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First Post 2015

Long over due :)

This year started as normal as it could be. We were in Jakarta, ga ngapa2-in. Cuma woke up around midnight gegara si Onya nangis kaget suara petasan.

Holiday was great. Got to spend enough time ama Abo, sempet nginep di apartemen dia 2 malem malah. 

Flights from and to Wellington were also great. Onya beneran bageur pisan di pesawat, ga nguing, nurut banget juga kalo disuru bobo or pas dibangunin karena dah mau landing. 

Funny thing was, pas sampe jakarta... Berasanya kayak we never left. Soooo familiar and beneran berasa kayak day-to-day biasaaaa banget.
Trus pas balik ke wellington, samaaa. Perasaan juga as if we never left. Hahahaha

Tapi begitu sampe rumah di weli.... It feels sooooo right. Feels sooooo homie. I love the smell of this house. This, is home. Tarik napas kok kayanya ploong, leggaaaa banget. So, it's a good thing i guess.

Went out with a friend today. I am humbled denger dia cerita. She came from a poor background back in Jakarta. She came here about 20 years ago. Sekarang udah punya rumah 4 kamar. Tapi bukan berati dia kaya. Dia kerja as a housekeeper di rumah diplomat. Beneran kerja jadi maid.
Dateng pagi, masak, nyuci, bersihin wc, bersihi rumah.... 

Gw humbled.
Wellington has open a new perspectives.
Jaman kuliah di Auckland, temen2 gw banyakan anak2 orang kaya yg sekolah diluar negeri.
Gayanya pun ya typical gaya anak2 orang kaya yg mobilnya BMW paling baru yg harga peleknya aja bisa buat beli rumah di bekasi!
Or yg harga tas-nya bisa buat biaya tuition fee gw setaon. Yg ga perlu usaha buat dapetin watever they want. 

Ga salah si emang, wong duit2 (orang tua) mereka tooh. Cuma buat gw (dulu), makin gw gaul ama mereka, makin berasa peer pressure hahahaha. Makin bikin gw kepengen ini itu (yg tentunya saat itu ga mungkin, wong buat makan aja suka mikir jaman gw jadi student dulu). Makanya dulu ga banyak punya temen indo. Ga sanggup juga (physically and financially!) kalo seminggu 3x diajakin clubbing.

That had somehow shaped my opinion about Indonesians in general. 

Tapi wellington is different. Totally different!
Temen2 disini banyakan kelas pekerja. Yg mobilnya biasa2 aja, bahkan kayanya ampir ga ada yg punya mobil baru. 
Rata2 pake mobil 2004-2010. 

Bahkan kemarenan sempet ke rumah org indo yg agak "menyedihkan". Lingkungan n rumahnya beneran "kumuh". On top of that, dia punya 5 anak range umur 2 taun - 8 taun! Biar sekolah n dokter gratis, tapi kan tetep ada biaya idup.. Ckckck. Makanya si ibu suka jualan makanan buat nambah2 duit dapur.  

Ada juga temen yg lagi hamil 7 bulan dan lakinya lagi ga ada kerjaan. 

Im humbled. Big time. I feel so blessed. Kalo selama ini gw kebanyakan liat keatas, kali ini gw liat kebawah. Kalo di Auckland and di Jakarta semuaaaa serba materialistis, di Wellington ngga. 

I learn to look at the things that REALLY matters. I feel soooo blessed. Gratefull kita masi bisa punya rumah yg nyaman, bisa more than just survive with single income, masi bisa makan diluar, masi bisa afford a dog, masi bisa sekolahin Onya di private preschool, ya ampuun... Im so blessed!! 

Taun 2015 has just started, tapi i learn so much in such a short time. 

Next week gw mulain kerja di imigrasi. Yep, pegawai negeri saya heheheh. Iseng aja si, abis Onya juga sekolah kan... Gw kangen kerja, honestly. And sekarang timing n opportunity nya pas ada. Jadi I take it. Yg penting Onya kan ga terbengkalai ya, dia akan tetep pulang ke rumah tepat waktu dengan didampingi orang tuanya. 

Intinya: gw grateful. Gw besukuuur banget. Im blessed. And highly favoured. Thank You!






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