A risky job

Beberapa bulan lalu, saya baca berita di detik.com. Ada tersangka kerah putih, diadili karena kecerobohan yang blio buat , sehingga perusahaan tempat dia bekerja, dan mungkin juga negara, rugi puluhan milyar.

pas di pengadilan, anaknya yang berumur 10 tahunan  datang, langsung lari ke bapaknya, mereka gulimg gulimg di lantai. melepas rindu. Momen mengharukan ini di “capture” oleh kamera wartawan.

entahlah, si bapak menerima suap apa tidak. saya sedih lihat foto anak-bapak itu.

Lalu tiba tiba saya teringat peristiwa hampir 13 tahun lalu. Saya lagi hamil si kakak waktu itu, ada pelatihan table manner dan juga service excellent or a like. 

Yang memberi materi pelatihan sudah puluhan tahun kerja di bank, saat itu sudah pensiun. entah blio masih ada atau sudah berpulang.

Ketika saya mau berpamitan, bapak ini menatap saya lama. yang saya tahu, beliau jarang mau ngobrol basa-basi sama orang yang baru dia kenal. to note, lingkar satu pertemanan blio saja kategori “sosialita”. Indonesia’s tattler.

percakapannya kira-kira gini :

Him : Kapan kamu melahirkan?

Saya : next month.

HIm: Kerja (di industri ini) yang benar. jangan macam-macam. hati-hati.MUngkin nanti kamu bukan siapa-siapa. bukan pejabat, bukan direksi. But make your future children proud of you. Don’t let them down.

Saya hanya tersenyum dan menganguk. basa-basi, jujur saja…

siang ini…

Di salah satu Whastapp grup yang saya ikutin lagi heboh. salah seorang yang memiliki profesi seperti saya diciduk pihak berwajib karena merugikan instasi blio bekerja. berita yang every now and then saya juga baca sih.

Tapi kali ini, i know him in person….

saya mulas, langsung terbayang istri dan empat anaknya yang kecil-kecil…

How they can cope with this…

(Short trip) Surabaya

I just got back from Surabaya for a business trip in which…the schedule was very very friendly except for the fact that  I had to take 5.25 am flight…

Friendly enough that besides office matter , I had a change to eat these sehr lecker Essen! Wisata kuliner atas biaya dinas, judulnya.

nasi Krawu In Gresik


since the meeting in Gresik was start at 10, and I arrive at 7 am already (the second flight from Jakarta arrived at 9.30, that was why I took first flight), I asked my colleague to have local cullinary for breakfast first.

later, when we got back to Surabaya, my colleague (whose cousins is marrried to my cousin—- small world)  treated me at Bebek Sinjay. 

bebek sinjay at Jalan Tidar

Crispy duck with mango chilly sauce


office mater done at 2 am. went to hotel to take a nap since I was soooooo sleepy. Ich war sehr müde.

later, as recommended  by many of my friends, I opt for Sate Klopo Ondohen. anyway, I checked google map, the restaurant was less than 3Km from my hotel. so, instead of taking Gojek or Uber, I walked. the city becomes better in my every visit. Anyway, I stayed in Surabaya when I was an appetriance in my former company for few weeks. that’s why it has special place in my heart 🙂 


The Satay (beef and chicken) marinated with shreded coconut. Gee, my mouth is watering just writing this.

sate Ondomohen

the store

after I was done with this food, time for a little reunion with former colleagues who work in this city. I chose Kedai Tua Muda, recommended  by Adel. adel said this restaurant offers great variety of food and the place is nice too, with great music.staffs are friendly too. well, compare to Jakarta’s price, of course it is much cheaper! my capucino only cost leas than IDR 20,000 where it could cost more than IDR 30,000 in Jakarta.

Ade, Juniko and I

A cup of capucino

it’s surabaya. clock is ticking slower than Jakarta. Even like I’ve spent foreeverrrr with those gentlemen, it was only 7.30 pm that Jun suggested me to take another food. it was raining in Surabaya. seemed it was a good choice.

Baksoooo!


ade couldn’t join us. then we bid farewell. Until  we meet again, gentlemen! 

TO make story short, I still had one meeting in Pasuruan in the next day.

then, after we had our lunch, I just knew there is a mosque looks like a temple.

mesjid Laksamana Cheng Ho Pandaan


Oke then.rush back to airport, unfortunately flight was delay. there’s a lounge anyway. i ate again….at a lot.

Au- desus des nuages


until next time, Surabaya! 

powerman Indonesia 2017 race recap

seperti yang sudah  saya tulis di post sebelumnya,  hampir saja Powerman 2017 ini menjadi another DNS race – DID NOT START- considering batuk saya yang parah banget Week-1. I only practiced twice, one on the road during Pilkada holiday and the other on spinning class and no brick training at all. oh ya, ini pertama kalinya event POWERMAN Duathlon digelar di Indonesia. kalau di Malaysia sih sudah sering. i knew because many of my friends in Gaited Community post this event annualy on their FB.

then, I found out that it has a friendly Cut Off Time for a slow athlete like me, I decided to go and consume high dose medicine the night   before to ease my heavy cough. Besides, most of my Bintaro Trojan Runners were going anyway. it has been a while kita ngga race rame-rame lagi.

18 February

dropped of my bike.  You were only allowed to drop the bike. no helmet or tool allowed.Even I had to take off the pocket bag which was attached on my bike. Saw some “old friends”, even Pak Eddi Abott who currently resides in Kuala Lumpur. senang banget deh bisa silaturahmi lagi dengan teman sesama atlet (jadi-jadian). saya kenal pak Eddy waktu SCMS 2014, dia moto moto orang Indonesia yang ikutan race. 

Good luck kiss


19 Februari 

Ternyata sudah lama saya tidak bangun pagi-pagi buta, nyetir ke tempat race, en des bre. ha!

 arrived at Qbig a new mall in BSD. i was very sleepy I decided to go back to sleep. failed! transition area would closed at 5.00 am. ohhh Nooooo….so I’d better be hurry.

Us…again!

Strike a pose


perform sholat shubuh, then we were hanging around in lobby area. i was sooo sleepy, tried to sleep (again)  but failed(yes, again). it was raining hard, so I wouldn’t be surprise iF the EO postpone the start time…which what they actually did. however, it was more to safety reason. 
Seperti yang saya tulis di postingan sebeumnya, marka di track lomba dihancurkan alay-alay yang kebanyakan waktu tapi ngga kreatif, track lintasan dihancurkan, cone pemisah track di tendang2xin. Konon mereka kesal karena lintasan track liar mereka dipakai. Muss ich sagen,  These  marginal society  alay were suck! ones who always come out of nowhere in Indomaret / Alfamart for the sake of seriburupiah dengan modal periwitan! Stop giving money to them please.Ok, enough rambling.I took short distance category. it was a combination of 5K run  – 30 K bike -5K run the classic category was 10-60-10.

Anyway, I didn’t remember when was exactly the flag off time. what I remember….

  • Soon as flag off, I walked.  Out from the mall, turn right  there was a water station already. It suppose to be  for 10K athletes on the second loop.
  • I haven’t seen 1K mark yet, but already thinking in which km I should gave up. belum satu kilo saya  sudah mikir mau declare DNF di mana. Damn, I was so (have I said it?) sleepy.
  • of course, friends who joined 10K passed me, I said – hi – am tired – sleepy- go head- see you in finish line. Yeah, sort of.
  • Rain poured, not too intense. oh well, I will give up now, I said to myself.
  • later I remembered, I ALWAYS look good on my bike. Ha! Let me finished this run leg first. hopefully, there’d be pics of me on my bike. If I got flat tyre again like in Bintan, then I’d quit the race. I didn’t plan to change the tyre. kalau sampe pecah ban, ya sudah, DNF aja.
  • finish 1st run leg almost in one hour, owh I hated it!
  • Then went to transition area, on which- no surprise- empty already. I think my bike was the only one left hanging on the bike rack. I took off my visor, wore helmet, eat Soy-joy, drank a bit. To hydarete myself.
  • In transition area

Just started bike leg

Just start bike leg

  • So….many sharp U-turn. first,  i was afraid, then I enjoyed it very very much. it was raining again. fortunately, I didn’t cough at all. i passed many many bikers! Feel like the coolest road biker ever!
  • DI BSD banyak speed trap. Supaya tidak ganggu, speed trap ini ditutupin papan, yang mana sebagian besar dirusak oleh terong2xan kampret. Tetapi masih ada yang bisa dibetulkan panitia. banyak peserta tidak mau lewat lintasan kayu ini, karena licin, milih lewat speed trap.  Saya mah, naik lintasan.sok iye pisan.
  • Meanwhile many struggling to handle the bike, drinking and stop, saya jagoan lah untuk ilmu tidak penting ini. bisa bolak balik pakai kaca mata, minum dari botol tanpa berhenti, Balik arah pakai acara nikuk tajam pdahal track licin karena hujan, saya terabassas semua. Bahahahhahahha. Hamdallah ngga jatuh.
  • finish with one loop, I had to do another 15K, which is okey, because I’d figured the track. I speeded it up! Even I passed my sister! Ha! 
  • I slowed my bike down in last 2km,  so it wouldn’t be that hard for me to run. I remember someone gave me this tip. I regret I didn’t bring extra pair of socks. and owh, it was (for me) a looooooongggg walk from turun dari sepeda sampai ke area transisi. and note to myself, bawa kaos kaki extra kalau multisport gini just in case.
  • but, of course , thank God, no flat tyre! Das war gut! 


  • So, second leg of 5K run. ones who I passed during bike leg, certainly passed me again. ye ye yeeeeee….and it took 1 hour for me to finish this leg! I was completely wet, my shoes and sock were all wet.  basah-basah-basah, seluruh tubuhku….#mendadakdangdut
  • I saw the word “FINISH”. Ahay! ich liebe die Ziel! then saw kak uchi and sinta who were voluntering in this event. 


Die erste Medaille der Jahre!

My time? Owh please, you dont want to know….over 3 hours I think -_____-

And voila! After I’m done with this race, my (sporty) mood went back. I attended yoga class again the  next day for cross training, spinning class, etc etc. I regulaly ride again on Saturday and thinking I have to register a FUll marathon event and/or triathlon race. yeah, of course no Bintan Tri and/or Bali Marathon because I have done it before, and I am not going back to Bali again this year. so Bali tri is a no-no either.  jadi loe maunya dimana, kyyyy…..? *niagarafalls*

 I even I asked my sister let’s do another relay in Ironman event, I’d do  the first two legs ( those are 1.9km swim and 90km bike if you are wondering) as I am a very slow runner. I also was thinking of doing Powerman in Putrajaya just for the sake of it (well, to reunite with my GC friends as well ), unfortunately, not only the registration has already closed, but also I haven’t do any searching where to stay, etc.

As for myself, I enjoyed this race so much. the registration was easy, the track, water station  , marshals were good. really hope there will be another Powerman event  next year! Ein tolles Renen!  bis Nächtes Jahr! di Brazil, mungkin. 😀 

Btw, when I said I tried to sleep before the race while it was raining, I meant it! i envy Imelda for this!


si Imel bisa tidur lelap, saya mgga bisa! Ish iri! :)) 

Ada yang suka nonton AFI jaman dulu? tebak dia siapa? :))


She’ll kill me for that caption.

With Thomas Bruins – Championship winner


foto sama mas Thomas di post lagi, hampit nyeker doi.

kompilasi February

Well ya sort of…

first week went bad, I had again terrible cough, but managed to see some old friends in Jurig’s apartment in Hampton. glad too see them again 

Inappropriate


Just knew one of my friends start its culinary business. So we had Nasi Bali for lunch

All was alright the following weekend, I start to do sport again since I’d have Powerman Race the following week. i was thinking not to do the race weeks earlier since cough is terrible. but it has friendly cut off time, so I decided to go. Even I had to walk for the whole course 5K run, twice.

However, the following week, my cought get worst again.Anyway, we had so called carboloading in Riyana’s new house! oh em gee, her house is terrific!!!!! Sampai kami becandain, seumuran gw paling sukses kayaknya pasangan suami istri ini…dilihat dari kecenya rumah :))


went to bed really early because of the Powerman Event.

Well, it was raining, some track with the properties (cone, tali pemisah, etc) was destroyed by Cabe-cabean and terong-terongan kaum marjinal, thus the start time was postponed. what is it with them ya? Hidup orang tuanya pas-pasan, hobi banget bikin track2xan liar, ada kecelakaan ngeraung-raung minta bantuan.

anyway, to make story short, of course, run leg was a disaster for me while I felt extraordinary keren on bike leg.


Left bottom : Thomas Bruins, Powerman championship winner 2016. 

ini bule baik banget, gw bertiga ama adek gw dan acha mau foto bareng SATU SATU diladenin sama dia. padahal ya boo, abis race di negara tropis, hujan bla bla doi udah teler banget tuh . HOpe you enjoy race di BSD ya mas Thomas. #akrab

i’ll write race recap *kalo ngga malas*

ok, menjelang bulan February berakhir, gw berfoya-foya dengan membeli baju renang baru dan jersey sepeda #penting. ada toko triathlon-related  baru buka di PAntai Indah Kapuk. kesanalah saya dan Marion yang mau Tri di Bintan Triathlon.

i am not sure whether it is oke for me to go back to pool,yet. i still carry that ear infection, tapi yaa kangen air gimana donkkkk.

then, I met my distant cousin heni, which I haven’t seen for 7 years. See you ntah kapan kapan Hen. thank you for the enlightenment. buat gw, perempuan satu ini jagoan lah.


Happy Monday!

Jumat Meracau

Yeah, kembali kepada edisi Jumat sikiky. kemarin malam, saya lembur. On the way to Sudirmab Banhoff from my office, saya berguman. Harusnya ada yang harus saya lakukan tanggal 23 Feb 2017 ini….
then I remember, I remember I made friend with Mr Tseu on December 2015. ha! Di draft novel kehidupan saya yang saya tulis 7 bulan lalu, I should have leave CGK heading for KUL then landed somewhere.


Owh well, thing doesn’t work as its plan. let’s see another yearv

Urlaub: Die Insel der Götter

Well yeah, I just got back from Amed (that is in east Bali, people!) to celebrate Chinese New Year and life..#hasekkk

It is less popular tourist destination compare to Legian, Ubud, Nusa Dua or else. 
i was telling myself, no trip to Bali within next years, but when I read May’s post, I changed my mind. I made sure that room would be available first, then I booked my flight.

I rarely struck any traveler’s review at first read. very impulsive! life is surely good when you’re ada duit dan si boss ijinin cuti! Agree?

From the window

 

aquaterrace bed and breakfast itself took 3 hours drive from Ngurah Rai airport (you can arrange this pick up service) undulating road unfortunately, cloudy days. The driver who picked me up at the airport wasn’t so keen to talk so I better shut my mouth.
Arrive at 5 pm greeted by not so intense rain and enjoy the rest of the night, by watching the sea shore, read novel at the balcony and had dinner at the Aquaterrace’s restaurant.

Quite beach

next day, after I had my breakfast (with a sea view!), I went snorkeling in the famous Japanese wreck coral garden. Too bad the weather is not so good. Bli Pili (bli = big brother in Balinese) suggested to rent a Jukung, a Balinese fisherman boat. I -of course- like any other Indonesian female did the bargain.

On the way to coral reef


anyway, while cruising the sea, the fisherman stoped its boat. He wanted to sell his fishes to a collector. yep, right in the middle of the sea. the collector throw his bucket, the fisherman put all his fishes in that bucket (ember sebesar ember cucian itu lho). guess how much  did he receive? IDR 105,000 only!

oh em geee! i feel bad for my self! In tangSel, that Seratus ribu cuma dapat 3-4 ikan kayaknya! Duh! 😦 later, I paid the rent fee as its initial price. 

Anyway, there I was, spending my birthday contemplating life below sea level :))

Bukan mendukung Paslon Gubenur DKI


Weather was not oke, I threw up. then decided to go back to pebble stone sea shore. here, I  was witnessing again the hard life of Amed fishermen.

THey have to push the Jukung back to its place. 

pushing the Jukung is one thing, bare feet  on pebble stones, is another hard thing! 

sakit banget lho kaki nginjek batu batu koral gitu.

Later  I bought sea salt from the children of Amed  ( these two girls are the only seller when I was there).

Fourth grader, they told me


 i read that the money will go to their school.

she saw sea salt on the sea shore

after I had my lunch, I enjoyed the rest of the noon by Balinese Massage, with sea breeze sound as background  and rain drop. Yes, it was raining….then storm. i stayed at the room then.

at night, I checked the hotel and restaurant next door to have birthday dinner 😉

Blue moon hotel it was, and the food taste good as well. they gave free bread and pesto for complementarty.

Homemade bread and pesto

nasi urap Bali


While enjoying my dinner I talked to one of the waiters,

“kenapa ngga pindah ke kota aja sih pak? legian, Nusa dua, sanur. kan lebih ramai, bapak bisa lebih berkembang” (read : kaya) 

he replied with that thick Balinese accent… 

“Pernah, 16 tahun lalu. Saya tidak betah. Terlalu ramai dan berisik. Di sini tenang, kampung saya di atas bukit, tapi menghadap lautan”

Ah ya, who am I to judge? he is one of those rich people in desa Bunutan, who has everything in life except money…or stock…or Gold.

And owh, as since this restaurant is within the hotel area, they have visitor’s unwanted belonging as interior. Books! 

mostly book from European countries


Look at that novels!!! Me want oneeee!
next morning, I -of course -had my morning run. 

Mengamini kata May, inilah Bali sesungguhnya

this is the real Bali. Less commercial, less crowded. i can’t afford a bottle of soda sold in those club kekinian di Legian, Uluwatu, etc as most of middle class people post in Instagram. 

Next to my hotel, people breed cows and pigs.

The real miss Piggy!


When I had my morning run, I watched from one of the hill, overlooking Jameluk Beach, those fishermen going back to the seashore. i wonder how do they know their home? 

Have they ever get lost? 

 laut kan sama sama saja ya? Kok bisa ngga nyasar ya? 😉

What I love about Desa Bunutan, Amed when I was there, less people. no seller bugging me around when I was at the beach. 

Upacara


upacara minta berkat mobil baru.

well yeah, it is black sandy beach some with big stones. seems the local mind their own business.

nikmat Tuhan mana yang kau dustakan?

Stone beach of Amed

On the way back to city ( I stayed overnight in Seminyak because my flight was in the morning) .

I managed to visit the beautiful Tirta Gangga along the way. 

Enterance fee


it was a private park for Karangasem Royal family, built in year 1946. now it opens for public. finally I was there. last time I visited the island, I failed to visit this garden.

Oh well, die Insel Der Götte, immer einen Besuch wert.  
if you don’t like the crowd like I do, this part of the island  is surely to go.

You can hike Mt Agung, or join the fishermen to catch fishes, or see the sea salt in the making.

The only downturn of this trip, there is no car rental and I can’t ride motorcycle. It’s hard to mobile. Jemeluk area is another beauty. even it was raining.
Will post pictures of aquaterace soon while you can read May’s review.

Reisen ist das Enzige was man kauft, das einer richer mach. 

nomor dua setelah sedekah sih :))

Anywyay, if May said in her post…

Promise my self that one day I will wake up in Bali 🙂

I came up conclusion while I was contemplanting….

hell yeah, it’s another story.I had wrote it in another platform anyway 🙂

Jumat Curhat

lanjutan kemaren :)).

 Ok, i haven’t really untie the knots, not entire knots.allow me to post this…after all …this is my blog 😀 

Minggu-minggu ini, di suatu rentang waktu, saya seperti merasa ada yang hilang. Saya tulis di diary (beneran) saya. Sepertinya, kehilangan kebiasaan saya yang “berkomunikasi” dengan seseorang yang kerap saya lakukan sejak setahun sebelumnya.Jarak yang memisahkan kami cukup jauh sampai terbentang perbedaan waktu yang juga mumpuni. 

Mencari celah diantara waktu sibuknya di pagi hari, istirahat siang saya, waktu saya pulang dari kantor, lunch meetingnya, de el el , de es te. Bertukar cerita life lately ; hey, kamu-tahu-ini- ngga atau sekedar bertukar gambar. Menjadikan hari hari saya somehow lebih seru, diantara rutinitas. Entah mengapa dia memutuskan menghilang, sayapun enggan mencari tahu.

Benar kata orang, The hardest good bye is the one which never been explained. Yah, mungkin sayanya juga yang baperan, kalau  istilah anak anak sekarang :))

Satu ketika, ratusan kilo meter dan menit yang biasa memisahkan kami mengurucut.  saya sempat membelikan satu hadiah untuknya. Ngga mahal sih…anyway, to make story short, saya tidak sempat memberikan bingkisan itu langsung. Blio menolak bertemu dengan saya dengan alasan yang saya tidak pernah mengerti. Saya titipkan bingkisan kecil itu.

Hati saya seperti rapuh, ketika penerima bingkisan  menyebutkan namanya. 

Of all hundred minutes away between us, now we are only 3-minute-away! You-God-for Damn It!!!! 

*message sent*

*delivered*

*read*

NO reply, expected!

Ish #KZL

Well yeah, saya ingin menuliskan aja  cerita ini di blog.  I know, it’s phatetic and I’m sorry. 

Harusnya ketidak-bertemanan-lagi ini mudah, mudah untuk saya melupakannya. Toh, Sepertinya kami tidak akan  berinteraksi lagi. Tapi kenapa hati kecil ini selalu berharap keajaiban? 

Ya, itu sebuah pertanyaan retoris 😉


I love Friday! 

And

Gong Xi Fa Choi!!!!

Have a prosperous Rooster Fire year 


And…

Urlaub!