Here I am again

I thought that I would be fine stepping my sneakers back on this island again.
After all, A year has passed me by.
But when the airplane touched the runway last night.
There's something inside of me screaming, waiting to be unleashed.

And there I was, having my silent moment along the way to my hotel.
The same road I travel a dozen times year ago.
Brings me up the memory, of how I first came to this place and left it in hurry.

There are regrets in me. I should've wait for another year, I should've failed at the test, I should've NOT even try the test.
But that was my options back then, not now.

Yet here I am, staring at the same beach again...
With a different kind of view
And the same old feeling

I should've finished what I've started here before I left
I should've say goodbye in a proper way
I should've given a better answer to this place and those people

Let me scream it out, Sanur.
Or let me just enjoy you in my silent moment.
For I have left a part of my dream here
I love you in a way that I couldn't describe, Sanur... I really do.

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Tikki Mahayanti

Warung Khrisna

Mamak and Mami are teasing me with Warung Krishna today. And at some point, I just wish I was there for day, just to have lunch with them.
What is Warung Krishna? It's an eating spot in Bali. We used to eat there, along with limsem, sate Sanur, and warung bu Made.
I guess, I wasn't missing those place,,, I just missing hanging out with them.

But, here I am.
Outside the fence of AlPus...
grabbing my meatballs.
And frankly, it tastes good.

But I still miss them. They way they treat me, it made me feel that I was their child, and I treat them as my mentor.

anyway, on my way back from AlPus:
Bo: Lu ga pernah nyuapin suami lu?
A friend: Enggak lah, bisa makan sendiri. Kenapa?
Bo: Uhm, gapapa.
A friend: Emang, kamu masih sering disuapin?
Bo: Well, yeah. Disuapin nyokp gw.
A friend: Lu anak sulung kan?
Bo: Yup. But, what's the point? Kalo lagi pengen disuapin, ya, disuapin aja, ahaha...
A friend: ...

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TiQi Bo
hey! at least I only did that to my mum! So back off, mate! Ga usah iri, deh... ahahaha...

Let's see what happened

Post #4, Si Oom finally got mad at me,,, he even kicked the susu kambing chair... sorry for the chaos I have caused, mates...

I finally e-mailed Pak Gary, my boss, to let him know I would resign by the end of November. Remembering how grumpy he could get, I was surprised things went well. I was expecting he would yell at me and say a lot of that f word, but what happened was way better, although he still don't understand why do I have to leave and become a government officer while he sees me as 'enjoying' my career as an architect. As for that question, Oom... I really don't have the answer. If I could choose, I would love to stay in Gfab for another year, before I finally leave somewhere else.
So, Friday morning, I got a conversation with si Oom (Gary), after I sent an email to him the evening before. I told him, that everything happened so fast and I planned to let him know as soon as possible, but he was away for UK. He told me that some persons in the office is going to get promoted (or should I say, punished, hehehehe) to a higher level after new year (catet ya, anak2 Gfab... kalo nggak ada yang dipromosiin jadi principal, brarti posisi itu seharusnya buat gw, hahahahaha...).
So, here's some things Oom told me on Friday:

1. Some people told me that they put their lazy and stupid children in the government office, but you have a fabulous job which a lot of people would envy on that. You work in an internationally known design company!
To tell you the truth, pak Gary... I am stupid and I am so God damn lazy, haven't you realize that? hehehe,,, so, I might suit just fine being a government officer. (Kalo kata temen2 kantor, gw disuru bawa file games yang banyak, biar ga mati bosen,,, hehe, checked, mates!)

2. You should talk to your parents or even argue with them that you don't really want being a government officer, that's what I did. You should know, your parents will always act like you are a teenger forever and they were the ones that should be taking care of you, not the other way around. My parents did that too, and that was the last time I saw my house. If you want something, you should pursue it, even if the God himself stand in your way. If you want, I could give you a reccomendation letter, to show your parents how good you are being an architect. Maybe they think being an architect is not a respectful enough job, but this office is doing so great.
Pak Gary, as you know, I am an Indonesian, and I am not planning to deny that. It's not normal for a child to leave their house if they don't really have to. And as you can see, I'm a female, which make it even harder to just abandon what my family thinks the best thing to do for me. My parents also understand that I really enjoy being an architect, although they might not have fully understand that being an architect is a serious job. I mean, my parents were just like normal parents I suppose, they would like to see me in a proper clothes that people wear to go to work instead of t-shirt, jeans, and sneaker, and they might be a little disturbed if they have to explain over and over again, in which office do I work. it's LABO and then GFAB, mates... hehehe...

3. If you become a government officer, next your parents might ask you to get marry soon and then got pregnant, sheesh... that's not how I picture your future.
Me too pak Gary!!! God, it's a noghtmare! I'll just stop here, being a government officer, and not saying anything about marriage and pregnancy with my parents... the conversation ends here, hahaha...

4. It's not that I'm trying to make you stay, Tikki... well, yes I am... but think about it,,,
I am thinking... but then, I don't even have any brain, pak Gary... And I'm flattered you ask me to stay... maybe if my salary rise 3 times than what I have now? Can I ask that? hehehehe,,,

5. No matter what's your final decission, don't forget to finish the project you're helping...
Yes, Pak Gary... iyeeeeeeeeessss....

And later that day, my colleagues were surprised he didn't yell at all, they have prepared for the yelling and pointing nose things of si Oom... sorry to say it, mates... but that's a female privilege, dear... You guys just can't have it, hahahahahah...

My farewell with 2003 in Bali

post # 3

Last night I held a farewell meal (hehe, let's not call it a party since all we did was talking and eat, without sharing fun, ahahahahah...) with my college friends who are currently working in Bali. Me, Anggie, Heni, Chika, and Yayak...
Heni told me to be careful, since she heard my new job will offer a lot of 'intangible' pressure. Not deadline, not how to solve architectural problems, not all of that. I told her, let's see... hopefully I could survive in all of that, but if I don't, you will be seeing a lot on TV, hahaha. At lest I could be famous right, Hen? I might say your name too, and you would be in TV too,, it'll be titled a confession from Tikki's college friend, Heni...' ahahahhahahah... She said, if that thing happened, she would say 'Dulu Bo tidak pernah menunjukkan gejla menyimpang selama kuliah...' Anjriiiiiiiiiit,,, gila lu, Hen... She also said, being a government officer is a death sentence for my 'architect' profession,,, yes, I realized that... And she also told me that I am only 22, she didn't want me to regret things in the future, that 'I should've done this' moment. Yeah, I'd be having a lot of that. After all, we're all just human right, Hen... We just can't win them all.Mimpi gw menjadi arsitek memang berhenti di sini, Hen... tapi, lu masih bisa jadi arsitek. Just don't give up on your dreams. But then, she told me that she wanted to be an enterpreneur, outside architectural world. Well, it's your decission, I just wanted you to know, I always have been an admirer of your designs... You could be a great architect...
Anngie went to the test too, but she didn't get accepted. How was it, Deq? I asked... She said, it was 20% disappointment and 80% relieve. How about you, Bo? I said, I really don't know how I feel. I was hoping I could stay in Bali at least until next year, as I planned. Maybe next year I could get promoted as a principal, hauhauhau (Iye, tapi kamu mesti nglewatin Oom kan? aaaaaah, Dedeq... mengingatkanku akan si Oom...). She also asked me what's my plan in Jakarta? I said I don't have any idea, as always. Things always happened spontaneusly for me, hahaha... But if I really have to stay in Jakarta, I'd do everything all over again, find a boarding house, bring my motorbike (again), and get lost in Jakarta (surely do!), hehehe... Just let me go with the flow, Deq... and you don't need to worry you don't have any companion in Bali, cos look around you, there's a lot of person there to accompany you,, although, I guess you would not get lost as often if you go out with me, hehehehe...
Yayak, the only guy in the table didn't say a thing... He was sick... I really appreciate you coming here, Yak... I thank you.
Chika asked me about the preparations I have made to move out from Bali. I told her that everything in my room stays the same right now, Still the same chaotic room, heheheh...
Thank you everyone for your attention... I really much appreciate it. Hopefully we could see each other in the future, being in a better condition. Amin!


*let's move in to Jakarta, mates...*


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TiQi Bo

A post from my last days in Bali...

Setelah 22 tahun menjejak bumi ini, baru sekarang secara samar gw melihat sesuatu. Mencoba memahami diri gw satu tahap lebih baik.
Selama ini, gw berjalan melewati banyak persimpangan dan bertemu banyak kepribadian untuk menemukan tujuan gw, tempat yang bisa gw sebut rumah. Sebuah tempat yang nyaman dan nyaman menurut gw.

Baru sekarang, di saat gw akan meninggalkan Bali dan menuju Jakarta dalam tiga hari ke depan, gw sadar satu hal.
Bahwa perasaan yang gw rasakan ini sama dengan ketika gw meninggalkan Ambon, Oz, Solo, Yogya, ataupun Bandung.
Perasaan bahwa gw akan melangkah sekali lagi ke tempat yang sama sekali baru buat gw, perasaan bahwa gw akan sekali lagi bertemu orang2 baru dan mengulangi semua dari awal, perasaan bahwa gw sekali lagi akan jadi 'bukan siapa2' untuk siapapun, perasaan bahwa sekali lagi gw akan secara konstan tersesat di tempat yang gw gak kenal.
Anxious, Excited, Happy, Worried, they're all mixed here in my heart, and it makes my heart beat faster.


Baru sekarang gw sadari, bahwa nggak peduli dengan siapa gw hang out, siapa yang akan memandang sinis terhadap gw, siapa yang mau ngobrol ma gw, siapa yang ngomongin diri gw di belakang gw, siapa yang tertawa terhadap lelucon gw yang garing, siapa yang mencaci gw karena dia sebenernya concern sama gw tapi nggak tau gimana berkomunikasi dengan baik sama gw, siapa bos gw yang terlalu baik atau terlalu galak, sesering apa gw nyasar, seburuk apa gw kehidupan gw, semua membentuk lingkungan sekitar gw.

Baru sekarang pemahaman itu secara samar telihat, bahwa rumah yang gw tuju bukanlah sebuah tempat yang diberikan Tuhan menjadi sebuah zona nyaman yang tepat dari segla hal buat gw, rumah yang gw tuju bukanlah sebuah batas fisik denah2 yang gw sketsa atau draft di autocad setiap har. Rumah yang gw tuju adalah yang setiap hari gw temui pada saat gw melihat cermin, rumah yang gw tuju adalah setiap perilaku manusia yang gw temui pada perjalanan gw yang kerap kali tersesat, rumah gw adalah jam2 yang gw habiskan untuk mengulangi rutinitas yang sama setiap harinya, rumah gw adalah suasana di lingkungan sekeliling gw entah gw sedang tidur2an, sedang sibuk bekerja, sedang sibuk pura2 bekerja, sedang menggosip, sedang menjedot2kan kepala mengikuti alunan musik dan bersikap autis, sedang menyelinap keluar dari diri gw dan melayang2, itulah rumah gw...

Bukankah itu inti makhluk hidup, sebuah individu yang mampu atau dipaksa mampu bertahan hidup di suasana apapun? Bukankah itu makna kehidupan, seseorang belajar memilah yang baik dari yang buruk bukannya yang disuka dari yang dibenci? BUkankah itu arti hidup, perjalanan mencari jati diri sampai akhirnya berpindah alam?

Sejauh ini, baru itu pemahaman gw akan rumah,,, sebuah zona nyaman yang harus gw usahakan sendiri. Entah kalo di masa yang akan datang berubah, gw sendiri gak tau. Tapi sekarang, gw mau berterima kasih untuk semua individu yang pernah bersimpangan jalan dengan gw, yang pernah, sedang, dan akan mengiringi langkah gw yang sering sulit ditebak arahnya ini, yang membantu gw menyibak tujuan gw sebenarnya. I thank you guys...
Karena gw percaya, gak ada yang namanya sia2 di dunia ini, walopun lu gak mendapatkan hasil apapun yang tangible buat orang laen.

Saat ini, biarkan gw sekali lagi memanggul backpack ijo muda gw dan menggeret koper ijo tua hasil hibah orang tua gw itu, mengatur kembali lemari dan menangkap vista dengan mata hati dan pikiran gw. Sesuai cara gw, bukan cara orang lain. Biarkan gw tersungkur dalam syukur kepada Tuhan, karena Dia pegangan gw sampai saat ini.

*mates, life's always a bitch, but it's up to you to decide, you'll be a puppy or not*

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It's not that I hate being in any place, it's only that I have to move on to another place awaits for me.
TiQi Bo
Tikki Mahayanti

My stupid faces

Although I aaaaalllllwwwwaaaaaaays look stupid, mas Gayuh recently caught me on camera,,,, argh...
Here are some of my stupid faces in the office...

Lunch time... and, of course... I never ate politely, hauhauhau... *gotcha!* T.T

Monyong2 on lunch time,,, Intan said my face always shows unpredictable emotions... she also said, that I look like Momokan,,, which is a dog in a comic... *gotcha!*T.T

arrrgggghhh,,, kenapa gw di zoom? jerawat gw! cover me! anyway, look how serious I am at work... =p, seriously listening to winamp, mwahahahahah... *gotcha!* T.T

Chinyooooo,,,,Oh, this is still in the office,,, on a hot sunny day,,,, fuahhh... *Gotcha!* T.T

This is the most ridiculous one,,, Mylan said that I look like a weaver... aaarrrggghhh,,,, great! I have a lot of nicknames now... Kebo, Momokan, and weaver... But, that's fine with me, Mates! *gotcha!* T.T

I guess I always look stupid yaw? aaaarrrrrrghhhh,,,,, look smart, Bo! grow up!

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TiQi Bo

I died twice in that bloody mount Batur

This weekend, still in my journey in discovering Bali, hehe, I went hiking. I hiked mount Batur along with Anin, Vicky, Martha, and Citta. I really have no idea, why did I agree to go there in the first place. I'm always such a passivist and suddenly I said 'yes' on going hiking? I must be completely out of my mine.
We started the adventure on Friday, 17 october 2008 at 11pm. Anin picked us up with his karimun (mobil imut2 yang berguna bagi kehidupan jalan2, hahaha) and we went up north to mount Batur. We got there on Saturday, 18 October 2008 at 1.30am. The night was bright enough because it's fullmoon. And it was hot, because it's summer time in Bali (I wonder, were there be any cold time in Bali? haaaahhh... I almost go to the office in bikinis! If only I have the guts to buy a pair of bikinis and wore them to the office, ahahahaha... minta dihajar ma nyokap dan dipelototin sama orang sekantor,kwkwkw). We started hiking at around 2am.
on the first hour, I still manage to keep up my steps to follow everybody else. But in the next hour I felt like quitting so bad (Menakjubkan bukan, apa yang dilakukan tidak berolah raga sama sekali pada kondisi tubuh lu? hehe...). And forget the vision of Tangkuban Parahu which have steps to reach the top. This mountain is absolutely none of it! I throw up twice and my feet went trembling down on my way up to the top. Made me wonder, what's the fun of hiking anyway? Why do people go up to reach the top just so can the person could go down again? haaaaaahhh, life is full of mysteries. Vicky always leads the way, since he have climbed this mountain 3 times (and this is for the fourth? Vic, I salute you!) while Citta could smoke while she still could catch up Vicky's step... Ah, Citta... she's so energetic,, she really is.MArtha throw up once. I was the most pathetic person. But what was more pathetic is I couldn't give up to my ego. I felt so ashamed if I quit, so stubbornly I shooked my head when they asked me whether I would like to quit or not. Going up is really exhausting. We spent more than four hours to reach the top. Twice the average time. Really pathetic. I was the cause for the delay. I'm soooo pathetic.
But then, after not feeling my legs for 2 hours, we reached the top. Nice view. Like postcards view, you know. The most important thing on my mind wasn't about the view at the moment, but the thought of 'I have to climb down AGAIN?'. Man, this climbing matter is really beyond my mind. We reach the top at 6am. We were racing with the sunrise, but in the end, the sunrise won by around half an hour.
We spent almost three hours on the top. We even slept on the top! Mates, that's a really great experience. With an exhausted body, I slept on the ground surface, placed my head on my back pack. And I only woke up since the sun ray felt like burning my skin (free tanning, mates...hehe). I got the chance of pipis di semak2 moment,,, ahh,,, that's what they call 'nature call', hehe.
We climbed down at 8.30am. Vicky's so generous, he picked a different path as our way back. When going up was phisically exhausting, going down is like feeling my heart jumped out of my body. Jangan nengooooooook! Di sebelah jurang. Kepleset, and you're history.... Mak, gw bahkan bahkan blom kawin! Nikah aja tarsoktarsok, apalagi kawin? I slipped several times on my way down. At that moment, my feet feels like they have their own will. I even have a thought of 'Vic, daripada lu jalan cepet2 dan ninggalin gw, gimana kalo lu ngegendong gw? AYolah,,, gw emang berat, tapi ga seberat waktu gw kuliah ko, hehe...)'. But hten, my pride took over my mind. Everyone was on their foot and I have to ask Vicky to carry me? Yeah, over my dead body! hehe...So, even I have to drag my feet and my face looked like I was going to swallow someone if I have had enough energy, I still walk, eventhough I was left reaaaalllllyyyy behind. Hell care, as long as I walk. Someday, I'm going to tell my grandchild 'oma dulu, naek gunung Batur, dan bener2 pake kaki oma sendiri... Cucu gw kira2 bakal ngejawab gini...'Oma, gunung Batur kan cemen, teleport juga bisa,,, ah, Oma cemen! ...itu kalo cucu gw ngewarisin bakat nyolot gw, hehe... haah, from all of the traits I can inherit to my granchild, kenapa nurunnya malah nyolotnya gw, coba? kan masih ada sifat malas, rakus, songong, narsis... darn, I don't have any good qualities,,,). We reached Anin's car before 1pm. Oh, how I was so relieved to see that cute silver Karimun,,, muah...muah...muah... Karimuuuuuuuuun, aku padamuuuuuuuu... uhuhuhuhu....
Anin drove us home (Nin, tengkiu berat yaw, lu ga capek apa,, nyupir pulang pergi? salute, Anin!), and I reached my boarding house at around 4pm. Haaaahhh, I only changed my clothes and do some bits and bobs then I fell asleep until 9pm! (Maaf ya, Tuhan...). I woke up, grab something to eat, replied text messages, write a text message, and got back to sleep at 12. When I woke up the next morning, I went back to sleep again, hehe. I finlly came to my common senses at 11am on Sunday 19th october 2008. Washed my clothes, clean my bathroom, and do some groceries. At night, I strolled off to Gramedia, to buy FuturArc (I'm in there! yay! yay! uhm, actually it's my project they were talking about, but it still have my name in there, yay!yay!) and met Eiy, Yayak, and Dedeq... Yes, I still drag my feet at the moment.
Now, Monday, 20 october 2008 at 1.30am, here I am writing this journal and watched peter pan on TV. Hah, what a weekend.

here's a few snapshots, guys! enjoy!

PS:
Thank you for every one that have been so generous to me, waiting for my slow steps... It'll took me years before I even think about climbing mountain again, guys... sorry...
I guess it's true when people tell if your personal life went trembling down, your pro life have to be something to be proud of. Since my really personal life is ruined, I guess it's time for me to think seriously about my pro life.
Happy graduation day, dear someone. Trully sorry I couldn't be there for you (like, it's not new any more, right? I was never there when you needed me anyway, I'm such a pathetic friend, am I?). Now, you're just a back that I could only stare at. Not a shoulder I could lean on anymore. Is today really your graduation day? I'm sorry (again) if I got the wrond date. Proven again, I'm such a pathetic friend, am I? hehe... cheers! pop up the champagne!
Mum, Dad... November 10th? I'll see what I can do...But I wanted to go home in december too... Let's see what happen...


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TiQi Bo

the life I'm in...

and what the hell am I doing, clicking the keyboard of my office in 5 o'clock in the morning?
Cos I haven't got home since yesterday.
A lot of people has questioned my work and habits.
But let me tell you a secret, that's basically my life, if you don't like it, well you're not the only one. But I'm quite sure that most of architects in this whole wide world often sleep in the office, just to satisfy YOU! yes, YOU! if you were our client, we will do everything to accomplish your dream.
Does it worth that much?
It felt really relieving if you as our client said we have done our best and our job is superb.
I know it sounded really bizarre, but that's my life.

Gotta get back to work again, the deadline is almost here.

And for those who just wouldn't understand how we have tried so hard to solve your problems and detailing the itsy bitsy thing you won't even notice, well... just good luck with your life...

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Tikki
*feeling exhausted and the person I text just replied like I'm doing such a not worthed job, and sounded that the person is pitying me... thanks, but no thanks... don't quote my words*

(Thanks) God, it’s Friday

note: should have been posted about a month ago... sorry for the delay, gals...

Jemuah ini, dimulai dengan sarapan namu2 boleh beli dari warung bu Jingga. (Darn, bahasa gw, ancur banget…). Masih melototin section yang banyak banget dan nggak selese2 ituh,,, berharap hari ini gw bisa ngerampungin ngerevisi section yang gw kerjain dari minggu lalu, trus lanjut ke room detail. Walo masih melototin CAD juga, tapi seenggaknya beda ma section, ahahaha…

Anyway, dari pagi semua orang udah excited mau kemana nanti malem. Ada yang mau dugem di double six (hng,,, mau ikut siy, tapi kalo berangkatnya baru jam 12 malem, guys… gw mundur teratur ajah…), ada yang mau makan di Massimo (gellattonya enak buanget… worthed buat harga 15 rebu lah… waaaaah, mau gellattonya lagiiiiiiiiiii, mauuuuuuuuuuuuu…. Ada yang mo nongkrong di UHU (UHU tuh apaan siy? Merk lem, bukan? Besok2 lu pada mau gag, gw ajakin nongkrong di castol? Ahahahah, dungu..) yang katanya di daerah Kuta. Jumat, waktunya bersenang2, hehe… seenggaknya bisa ngeliat hal2 laen, selaen garis2 di CAD… (BTW, that’s what people say with CAD monkey… I am one of them, and sadly, I am proud to be CAD monkey, ahahahah)…

Abis makan siang, ada yang interview. Kantor emang lagi interview banyak orang, dari hari selasa… Selasa, ada om2 angkatan ’96 UI yang apply jadi senior architect, tapi keknya gag bakal kerja di kantor ini,,, he asked for too high salary, mates… padahal si Oom kan pelit kelas berat, ahahah... Hari rabu ada perempuan yang apply jadi desainer interior bernama Twigy (memang nama sebenarnya,,, wah, lucu abisssss...), trus trakhir sore ini ada abang2 temennya Anin, yang kalo dibandingin ma om2 yang diinterview hari slasa, terlihat sangat ganteng, ohohoho... Apalagi kalo dibandingin ma Twigy, wuih... beda banget! (Anyway, have I mentioned before, kalo Twigy itu cewe dan abang2 ini cowo? Well, ya jelas beda banget, duuuuuuuuuul....). Nah, abang2 ini interview sama si Oom cuman bentaaaar banget! Trus, si Oom malah nyamperin deretan the backyardigans (surga banget de, tempat ini... tempat paling strategis di kantor, hehe) , trus si abang2 itu bingung kenapa cuman bentar, ahahaha... si Oom bilang, ’If I know he’s Anin’s friend, he don’t even need to waste the time to be interviewed, he could just pack his pants and work here’, ahahaha.... jadi menurut dya, buat apa repot2 ngejelasin cara kerja atopun gaji dan sbagainya, kan udah ada Anin yang bisa ngejelasin ke dya, jadi dya udah ngerti, jadi dya tinggal angkut koper, trus masuk de ke kantor, hehe... Oh, betapa kantor gw sangan berbau KKN, but hell cares... selama berjalan lancar dan smua OK, knapa mesti malu KKN? Ya kan? Ya kan? Kalo emang temen lu OK banget, kenapa enggak lu tawarin gawe di tempat lu gawe, kalo emang butuh staf baru, rite?

Menjelang jam 5, si Oom mulai berulah,,,dya marah2 ma orang 240 ma i-Can tower, gara2 lupa dedlen buku bioclimatic. Yee, lu sendiri yang kaga nyebutin kalo kita perlu bikin section 1:5, skarang lu nyap2... aaaaaargh, Oooooooooommm... kamu sengaja! Kamu sengaja! Udah nyaris pulang, dan kamu berulaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.... uhuhuhuhu... Akhirnya PA gw baru beres ngerjain itu (iyah, PA gw yang ngerjain, bukan gw, hehe... anak bawang laknat...) jam stengah 9an... trus gw, Intan (PA gw), ma mama Li cabs ke Arena,,, makan... I’m starving... I had chicken cordon bleu, Intan had beef ribs something2 (enak...enak...), mama Li makan Pork (yang tidak begitu enak… begitu kata mama Li, ahahaha). Gw minum Coke, Intan minum diet Coke (jaga body, katanya… yeah, rite… body orang laen yang lu jaga, Tan…eheheh, ampun…ampuuuuuuuuun), mama Li minum Chardonnay (yang lebih berbau kek tape, daripada wine, hehe… besok bikin aer tape ajah, udah cukup,,, Chardonnay kemahalan!). BURP!

Selese makan jam 11an… Mama Li ngajakin ke tambaknya Goh (Denny a.k.a Goh, PAnya i-Can tower) soalnya lagi panen.. Hajaaaaaaaaaaaar… tambak udangnya Goh ada di by pass, sebelom Mangrove kalo dari Sanur. Sampe pintu gerbang, mama Li turun… Kata dya, kekunci, ga bisa dibuka. Nelpon Goh juga ga nyambung, keknya dya lagi nelpon orang laen. Uhuhuhuuhuhuhu, udah mo midnite, dan kita bertiga kekunci di gerbang tambaknya Goh... damn... udah mo balik grak, trus Intan nyaranin buat ngedorong gerbang yang seblah kanan. Daaaaaaaaaaan, voila! Kebuka doooong... huks2, kenapa ga dari tadiiii, hiks2... sampe di tambak, kita nyari2 Goh di keremangan malam, hehe... Sosok abang2 (ato om2? Well be it...) cina segede gaban ada di pinggir tambak lagi nelpon (see? Mangkanya kaga nyambung…), gatau nelpon sapa, tapi keknya si nelpon cewenya, hehe… ngeliat yang pada manen udang, nunjuk udang loncat2, waaaaaaawawawawa, seru abis! Goh, laen kali panennya siang ato sore aja, dan pas hari libur… gw mau ikutan nyari udang,,,, yah? Yah? *yang laen cuman ngelus dada, ngeliat kelakuan gw, hehe…* Ampir jam 12, gw, Intan ma mama Li pamit ma Goh,,, dapet udang banyak banget… waw, Goh… kita kesini lagi ya, kalo panen… dya cuman ngebales dengan tatapan, don’t… just don’t.. ehehe, bisa bangkrut dya, kalo stiap kali dya panen, kita bawa udang dua sekresek gede, ahahha…

Mpe kosan mpir jam 12 (emang lumayan deket siy, dari tambak Goh ke kosan, jadi cuman 10 menit juga nyampe), nganterin mama Li beserta udang2 ituh ke rumah dya, trus balik ke kosan… Fuah,,,,

Damn, tetep insomnia, gw akhirnya tidur jam 2 pagi… *kenapa gw insomnia, kenapaaaaaaaaaaa….. oh, bukan insomnia siy, gw tidur siang bangun malem, temenan ma abang2 tukang ngeronda si, mestinya gw…)

Well, that’s my Friday, this weekend… kapan2 gw ke mana lagi, yaaaaaaaa?

Ubud in this long holiday…

Oh, how I like holidays!!! Karena artinya gw bisa bergulung di atas tempat tidur seharian, bengong,,, ngebo lagi, bangun bentar, ngebo lagi… do it over and over again, hahah…

Wiken kali ini gw ma temen2 (Anggie, Eiy, ma Yayak) pergi ke Ubud. Jangan tanya apa ada salah satu dari kita yang tau jalan ke Ubud. Karena jawabannya udah pasti... gak... Gw baru dua bulan di Bali, Yayak baru sebulan, Eiy baru 3 hari (or so), Anggie udah 6 bulan, tapi hari2nya dihabiskan di studio Bensley yang bekerja 24/7 ituh... (ckckck, Deq... kamu di Bali, lhoooo,,, Baliiiiii.... go out! Have fun!). Jadi berbekal peta dan kemampuan berbahasa Indonesia kami (buat nanya, hahah), kita pergi ke Ubud... Untungnya, Bali itu penuh dengan signage, oh senangnyaaaa...

Brangkat dari kosan De2q (Anggie) skitar jam 9 pagi, waktu Batursari. Sarapan dulu sambil ngliatin peta....

Bo: Lu bukannya udah pernah ke Ubud, Deq?

Deq: Uwis, ning aku lali... Aku ingetnya Cuma sampe Sukowatinya doang, abis itu lupa, hehe...

Bo: Argh... kalo ke Sukowati doang si, gw juga udah pernah nyasar mpe sana

Deq: Hwe? Nyasarmu adoh tenan e, Bo...

Bo: Heheh...

Yayak: Gampang kok, abis dari Sukowati tu tinggal lurus, ni liat peta (thanks so much, Yak... but we, women, never look at the map... we just own it, not actually read it, hehe)

Yawda, berbekal kesotoyan tingkat tinggi, tiga perempuan dan satu lelaki pergi ke Ubud.Rencana awalnya siy nengokin Steven yang kerja dan terisolasi di Ubud, hehe.

Gw ma de2q di depan, Eiy ma Yayak pacaran di blakang, ahahah… Sampe Sukowati gada masalah… trus tiba2 ada pertigaan,,, menurut peta, kita lurus aja, sayangnya gada jalan lurus aja di pertigaan itu (ayo protes ke Periplus, petanya harus diupdate!!!). Karena de2q khawatir kita nyasar terlalu jauh, akhirnya kita nanya jalan ke ubud... bener aja, kita ngambil jalan yang salah, hahah... stupit... dan sapa yang bawa motor? Gw... hahah...

Spanjang jalan berasa kek nantang angin... waw... keknya bakal ada festival layang2 lagi nih, anginnya gede gini...

Daaaaan, emang bener, keknya smua orang mo maen layangan... Sekampung bawa layangan segede2 gaban, naek truk, kita disuruh minggir... aaaaaarrrrgggghhh, mending kalo Cuma satu-dua, lah... spanjang perjalanan, ada kali tiap lima menit skali kita mesti minggir, gara2 ada layangan mo lewat.... tsk...

Sampe di depan museum Antonio Blanco, kita brenti... seinget de2q, kosan mbak Okta (yang sekantor ma steven) di skitar museum Blanco ituh. Kita telpon steven...

Deq: steve kita udah nyampe museum antonio Blanco ni... kosanmu di mana?

Steve: eh? Itu kan masih di Ubud... tempatku deket hotel Alila.

Matiiii,,, masih dui Ubuuuud? Trus kosan Steven itu di manaaaaa? Tanya ma orang yang ada di situ, kita masih harus naik lagi, nun jauh di tengah persawahan, ada hotel Alila... darn,,, masih jauh keknya...

Karena bokong kita smua udah sakit, kita masuk museum Blanco... heheh, lumayan, bisa sambil istirahat... Oh, tiket masuknya 30 ribu. Not so bad... dapet welcome drink es moka... Gw berharap welcome drinknya wine siy… hahah, 30 ribu, mo dapat wine… edan po?

Antonio Blanco, the Dali of Bali… cucunya ganteng maut… asli, ganteng banget, lebih ganteng dari Antonio Blanconya sendiri… sayang, umurnya baru skitar 8an… tsk,,, ga jadi ngegebet…hoho… koleksi museumnya lukisan perempuan telanjang smua (ergh, ga smua siy, sbagian besar…), dan posenya aneh2 gitu… waw,,,

Petugas museum: Sebagian besar lukisannya pak antonio Blanco itu ngelukis Ni Ronji, istri beliau, seorang penari Bali terkenal. Pak Blanco itu pecinta wanita,

Bo: Wah, kek Irwansyah dong, pecinta wanita…

*trus Eiy ngliatin gw, sambil senyum miris,,, huhu*

Satpam museum: Coba tebak, di lukisan ini ada berapa botol? Termasuk di framenya lhoo…

Deq: Hmm,,, *ngitung* empat…

SM: Menurut pak Blanco ada enam.

Eiy: Lho?

SM: *sambil nunjuk*, ini empat, trus payudara itu diitung dua, kata pak Blanco, itu botol susu…

*Oh God,,, penting banget ya, Pak?*

Sayangnya, lukisan2 itu nggak ada keterangan judul dan taun pembuatannya. Gada informasi sama skali. Really poor... Padahal lukisannya lumayan banyak... trus kita disuruh menerka2 gitu? Hwuuu, bisa2 gw mikir lukisan perempuan telanjang itu lagi mandi trus diintipin Antonio Blanco...

Dari museum Blanco, kita nglanjutin mendaki perbukitan, nyari hotel alila, eh... kosannya Steven...

Lewat hotel Alila, kita nelpon Steven, dengan sinyal ilang2... arrrgggghhh,,, bisa gila gw kalo tinggal (bukan liburan lhooo, tapi kerja dan tinggal) di sini. Jauh dari peradaban, terisolasi. Lamaaaa banget baru bisa ngehubungin Steven. Dan, stelah capek2 nunggu, dari tadi ituh, kita nunggu tepat di depan koan Steven,,, wah, ternyata kita cerdas! Or was it just luck? Well be it.

Masuk kos Steven, digonggongi anjing dua ekor, dipriwitin burung2, ma dilemparin batu sama monyet... Ya ampun, ni kosan apa kebun binatang si, Steve? Anyway, di dalam kamarnya Steven ada tempat tidur di pojok ruangan... Kebo bersaudara ini langsung ngambil posisi di atas tempat tidur... Waaaw,,, udara dingin,,, wah, emang di atas tempat tidur tu posisi paling enak. Akhirnya, gw, deq ma Eiy menguasai tempat tidur Steven,,, biarin Steven ma Yayak di lantai yang dingin ituh...

Ngobrol2 ma Steven, nyeritain kerja masing2... nyeritain bos masing2, hahah...

Tiba2 perut gw bunyi gruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuk gituh,,, lapaaaaaaar.... lapar... Ngajakin Steven ke Pizza Bagus, di Ubud... Hmm, tapi motor kita cuman dua, steven diseret aja? Hahah... *betewe, Steven abis kecelakaan, naek motor sendiri, trus keperosok di lubang,,, Steve, lu emang ga bakat bawa motor de...*

Nyampe juga siy di Pizza Bagus, tetep pake nyasar... perjalanan belum lengkap rasanya tanpa nyasar, ahahaha...

Bo: Waaah, pesen ini ajaaaaa, ada babinyaaaa....

Yayak: Halah,,,

Deq: Kan aku nggak tau kalo bacon itu babi... jadi nggak papa, ahahahah

Bo: Dudul... tar yang makan Steven doang, rugi2... ahahaha

Steve: Eh? Kan aku nggak makan Babi, Tik...

Eiy: Hah? Padahal babi kan enak Steve...

Bo: Ho’o, lu mesti nyoba, Steve...

*dodol, yang bisa makan babi malah nggak makan babi, yang nggak boleh makan babi malah menghasut biar pesen babi, ahahahahaah dongo...*

Pizzanya enak,,, lumayan murah, 35ribuan satu loyang gede, hahah... enak... Lassienya juga enak... waw, perfecttoooooooo....

Ngobrol2 nggak penting, trus Steven dianterin Yayak balik ke kosan...

Pulangnya, Eiy ma Yayak yang di depan,,, gw ma Deq di blakang, ngliatin mreka pacaran, hehe...

What a day! Lain kali, kita ke mana lagi, yuk!!! Mumpung di Bali.... mumpung masih sempet jalan2...

Tetep sehat, biar kita tetep bisa jalan2 dan makan2...

Pokoke mak nyuss...

ahahahaha

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TiQi Bo