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Bomb

Nulis ini udah 2 mingguan yg lalu pas kejadian. 
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Ada bom di Jakarta. 
Gw baru hari Minggu kongkow sama Abo di Stabucks itu. 

Tadi pas kejadian gw lagi maen dirumah mertua yg jarak tempuhnya (kalo ga macet) paling juga 10 menit. Pas denger pertama si ga panik gimana... Cuma mikir "yaellaaaah... Pada mikir apa siii org2 ituuu".

Sempet si mikir mo langsung pulang aja abis dr karet ke buaran.... Tapi karena paginya udah janjian ketemu si papi di Kokas buat lunch n rencana ajak onya maen di chipmunk, sekitar jam 12 kita ke kokas. Mall sepppiii. 

Abis lunch, si onya maen di chipmunk ditemenin nyokap n si murni. Rencana gw mao ke sogo beli titipan sepatu anaknya si fee.
Baru juga turun eskalator, iseng baca wasap, ada fwd dari temen soal bom itu. 

Langsung deg2-an karena konon ga chma bom aja, tapi ditulis disitu (yg ternyata hoax) pelaku kabur pake mobil  n nembak2-in orang randomly pake AK47. Dan disitu ditulis kokas jadi salah satu sasaran. 

Langsung panik n naek lagi deh ke chipmunk, nongkrong disitu liatin onya maen sambil mikir. Mau pulang saat itu juga apa nunggu bentar lagi.
Ahirnya pilih nunggu. Karena onya juga barruu masuk chipmunk 5 menit, bakal bete kalo langsung ditarik pulang dan mikir ya mending nunggu sampe ada kepastian dulu deh.

Ahirnya kita pulang dengan aman, thank God. 

Trus gw mikir (lagi). Banyak banget kan hastags n profile picture "kami tidak takut" or something like that. 

For me, honestly... I was (still am) scared.
I was (still am) thinking about Onya the whole time. Maybe it's gonna be different if onya wasn't here with me. 

Her safety is the only thing in my mind.

Dulu taun 2004 gw ngalamin pas ada bomb blast di depan kedubes aussie. My office was right in front of the embassy. Kaca lobby sampe pecah berkeping2 kena impact ledakan. Building nya juga berasa goyang. Takut? Takut. Tapi bedaa rasa takutnya. 
Gw ga panik. Gw ga lemes. Gw ga fear for my life. 

I reckon motherhood changes me a whole lot. I never thought I could love this way.... this much. 

Tadi dpt forward video dari temen. Gw dah ga pengen liaatt, tp somehow I clicked it. Itu video isinya ada 1 orang ngomong. Apparently dia anggota "organisasi" itu lah... Intinya dia menyatakan perang sama NKRI dan pancasila. 

Yaaa terlepas dari bener/ngga nya or seberapa serius threat-nya, itu cukup bikin ati sama pikiran gw acak2-an. 
Ga abis pikiiirrr, kok manusia bisa sejahat itu. How can people be so evil? 

I know banyak masalah yg timbul itu karena politik. Tapi yg gw ga abis pikir, gimana org2 kok bisa sampe segitu di brainwash-nya. Sampe bawa bom bunuh diri, sampe willing to kill so many people. 
Mengatasnamakan agama dan kepentingan untuk membela Tuhan.

If only yg namanya agama itu bisa dihapus dari muka bumi ini. And I mean ALL religion. Bukan cuma 1. 
Cukuplah iman dan kepercayaan seseorang itu antara individu sama penciptanya. 
Dengan begitu kan bakal less people yg bisa dimanipulasi buat ngelakuin kepentingan satu golongan. 

So at this point of time, I just wanna be home in NZ.... Where I worry about what to cook, about a shitload of laundry, about the email from Onya's library that says "overdue", about how to keep my lavenders alive, about being so ready to eat dinner and realising that I forgot push the start button on the ricecooker, about yelling at Pippy for licking some dirty water puddle then immediately saying sorry karena ternyata nyadar I forgot to fill her water bowl dari pagi! Kesiannn ternyata dia auuss. 

Hal2 "kecil" to worry about. Bukan urusan nyawa. Sigh. 

Terlepas dari itu, holiday was fun. At least gw ga perlu mikir mau masak apa. 
Mau makan apa tinggal sebut 😁

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