She Caught the Last Bus Home

So this is what they called Jakarta at its nice (art-speaking).

"I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day."

(Vincent van Gogh)

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Why Do We Have to Go to Town?

Berdansa, senja semakin gila
Setiap orang, ingin tinggal di kota~
Cari mencari, mengumpulkan rejeki
Begitu banyak, untuk sesuap nasi~
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(“Senja Menggila”, performed by White Shoes And The Couples Company)

Yesterday, I and few of my friends helped our faculty to conduct a seminar event by being a Liaison Officer team. We were divided based on our each job desk. When the event started, I was told to be a MOU and gift deliverer between the faculty and the institution that had a partnership with the faculty. What I want to address here is not about the event and my job desk, but it is simply about a small part of a conversation that happened during the event between me and a soundman.

At that moment, I was told to stand by from the right side of backstage. When the preparation started, I decided to get into the backstage and thus together with a soundman who already prepared inside. I guessed that he was a soundman from a rental sound system studio who had a duty to supervise the work of microphone at that time. My guess was right after he told me that he had to supervise the microphone during the event. Due to the small space and the cool temperature that we had in the backstage, sometimes we had a conversation and he started with a conventional phrase of question by asking me about my ethnic. I said that I am inherited by Sundanese, Javanese, and Malay ethnics. Of all the sudden time, his mimic was looked very confused. It may be cause of his thought that I have no clear descent. Then I tried to politely explain that my mother is a Sundanese, my father is a Javanese, and I was born in Pontianak where I grew up in a Malay people environment there. So, I concluded and told him “campur-campur” (a kind of mixture ethnics).

Every time I heard he spoke, I realized that he might not come from Java region. So I returned to ask the same conventional question to him about his ethnic. He answered that he came from Jakarta, West Jakarta at a precise. By hearing his accent, I did not believe him and I thought that he lied to me so I made sure and told him that his accent was a very bold of Sumatra’s accent. And this was completely right after he finally admitted that he has Batak as his ethnic and he just moved out from Medan since four months ago.

I was getting more curious after his lying and asked him why he decided to move to Jakarta from Medan without a blaming sound. He answered innocently that he wanted to live better by looking for job in Jakarta.

(This was conducted in Bahasa actually)
“Were you had no opportunity in Medan?”
“Nope, I had a job before, as a factory labor in a mining company there.”
“Really? As I heard, Medan is an important city in Sumatera and it has a better economy than the other cities in Indonesia due to the support of its mining and plantation outputs. So, you might be a good merit of its economic contribution there.”
“Hahaha I wished so. But yea, I was graduated from plantation school there. Then my destiny led me to the mining sector, so I decided to move to Jakarta.”
“Are you working in plantation sector right now in Jakarta?”
“Nope, as you can see that I am working for a sound system studio now. It is very different from what I expected to.”
“Yea, you are so true. I was just thinking that there is no plantation area in Jakarta, unless the ones outside, maybe it is inside West Java area. Do you know Bogor, Lembang, and Cianjur?”
“Yea, I know Bogor and Cianjur but not with Lembang. Where is it?”
“That is in the north of Bandung. You should go there one day, they have lots of beautiful plantation.”
“Right now, I do not want to work in plantation area, they have no prospect.”
“I did not suggest you to work in plantation area, I have no right. I am just saying that maybe you can go to a vacation there, they have a beautiful view. Anyway, sometimes I wanted to have a plantation and a farm you know, I think they are awesome. That is why, I am in an addiction right now to play a computer game haha. The name of its game is Harvest Moon, it is an old game since I was in elementary but I started to play again right now. The goal of the game is you have to run a plantation area until it has a 100 percent of utilization; farming, breeding, mining, and also socializing with people surrounding the area.”
“Hahaha, is it a distraction of Jakarta’s condition?”
“Yea, you are right, a little bit of distraction! Anyway, was it your decision to move here or were there any forces from your parents and family?”
“No, it was my own decision, there were no forces from my family. I am an oldest son, so I have to be independent.”
“Ah ya I see, but I was just thinking that Batak has its matriarchy tradition.”
“What is that?”
“That the burden is in the daughter’s hand. A reverse of Minang tradition, that every son has to be responsible to the family’s burden. No wonder that there is a term about “anak rantau” for Minang culture.”
“Oh ya, I understand.”
“Anyway, when you decided to move to Jakarta, you had an acquaintance here, right?”
“No, I was just supported by my dauntless (laughing).”
“Really? So, where did you live after you arrived here from Medan?”
“I lived first in my friend’s house. Then I started to look for job, it was a tough moment for me honestly. Until now I had a job and I rented a house sharing with my other friends.”
“Do you feel better than before right now?”
“Yea, I feel better, at least better than I was in Medan. I could buy things with my own salary and the important one, I could send money to my parents there every month.”
“It is very noble indeed! Have you ever thought that one day you will come back to Medan?”
“Yea, I wanted to but not now.”

That was the end of the conversation because I had to do my job desk at that time. But at one time, I suddenly remembered about a discussion in my first Regional Economics lecture few months ago. The discussion was addressed by my lecturer and the big question is “Why do we choose Regional Economics class?”.

The goal of the discussion was only to guide my lecturer so that he could provide what we expected to about the class. This was a simple moment but I found a deep meaning inside. It was started by my friend, Puji Lestari Anugerah, a clever and a low-profile student of Economics. She came from one region in West Java, named Garut. She is a Sundanese with a bold accent.

After introducing our name and concentration, we were ought to answer that big question one by one. Every student had their turns and then there was a time for Uji—her nickname, to answer the question. My heart was trembling when I heard her spontaneous answer. It sounded idealistic actually but looking after dozens of answer from each student in the class which mostly classic, her answer was an inspiring one.

“Okay, Puji. What took you to this class?”
“I choose this class because I wanted to come back to Garut, work there, and develop its resources.”

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A Carbide Side

My lecturer once said that young people who considered themselves as idealists will turn to be realistic as they reach the age of 25. Is it true, or is it only his life experience that made him became wiser at his age? The certain thing is, I met a lot of these kind stereotyped men and women. They are no longer young and they talk the same. No wonder, I see people at twenties are the pathetic ones. It is no hard feeling for you who are not, maybe you are twenties but your mind is not, or you are not twenties and your mind is not? For a second, in a moment I heard they talked the same, I wanted to disagree. But the reality of a conviction in me that every one will pass through this phase always restricts me to do that. It may be cause I am about to make this one in a few months. Sounds like some kind of paranoid? I decide.

Many, many times your surroundings play an important role for you to see whether the dimension is wider or not. It is like glasses if you are myopic, they are used as a means for helping you to see further things. But at one time, as you are focusing your sight view in order to get your retina will capture the best sight of the outcome, they are restricting you. The limitation is varied, they can be formed as circle, oval, or square one, which is depend on its shape. As you can see through this shape, and you know that it is only a shape, why don’t you turn your head, seeing around, and realizing something? The opportunity is wide. Sometimes, it is not because we do not have an opportunity, but because we do not know that we do have an opportunity, and we do not know the way to know that we do have an opportunity.

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Dara Meliza says:
Iyeee jam 3 deh di 28

Mayango says:
Asikkkkkk, oke yah Genk Bantet kita ketemu di 28 jam 3 cups

Karima says:
Hhahahahahaha
Gue seneng deh may kalo bareng anak 28
Size nya sama semuaa
Hahahha
Kalo sama ui an kebanting banget

Dara Meliza says:
Hahahahaha

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Amateur's Captures Inside the Beautiful Türkiye

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Human Capital vs Working Capital

Let me begin with the fact from Labor Force Situation in Indonesia by Badan Pusat Statistik per February 2009, based on the total number of young people between the ages of 15-24 years old in Indonesia (each country has different point of view to define the meaning of youth), the number of labor force between those ages is 21,066,360 people. Then, based on this economically active number population, the 4,726,153 are unemployed. This number shows us that more than 51% of the unemployment in Indonesia consists of young people. According to the improvement and the use of technology in most companies today, there will be more declining occupations which are likely to happen in the future. So, the good news—we have a lot of human capital and will have it more in the future.

In some rural areas, the access to study is still difficult to be reached, once they can achieve the access of it, they should face the high cost of enrolling school, and once they finally enter the school, they cannot imply what are the things that have been learned after finishing the school period. The problem of unemployment is partly attributable to the fact that education systems often offer curricula that are not related to the world of work. Big portion of students admit that most of their times are wasted in “studying” something rather than “learning” something. Thus, what is the insight of great opportunity in having a lot of human capital which are available to be absorbed if it is not followed by the high number of well-prepared young people due to the fact that they are less educated about the world of work? So, the bad news—we still have less of working capital.

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The Quality of Being Insistent in Claiming Each Country's Borderline

Regional Meeting WYC 2010 Photo Credit: Tunahan Yildiz (Turkiye)

In Indonesia, age of 65 is considered as a non-productive age and this number may lead you out of office and you can probably hold yourself out from the monthly expenses by your given pension money. For Indonesia, number of 65 reminds us about several events which happened 65 years ago when our founding fathers struggled in fighting the colonizer and as a country, this number reflects about a young country that we live in. For a country, this age is not a non-productive age, 65 is worth of a toddling step to an adult country.

As for a regional meeting that gathered several young people from South East, Central, and East Asia region which held in a youth congress few weeks ago, a group of young Indonesian people considered about some problems that they already or have to confront in their country. High number of unemployment, injustice education, environment lifestyle, bureaucracy and its corruption practices, infrastructure, also gap between rural and urban were the most convincing causes in creating fences to step outside from the third world countries group name. Six months ago, the former Finance Minister, Sri Mulyani Indrawati—a Managing Director of World Bank at this moment, stated an expression to her University of Indonesia students in one lecture that we should be angry of the third world country classification. No one wants to be left as a third party.

The view of Kota Kinabalu City from above

An issue that has just came up few days ago about a conflict between Indonesia and Malaysia in claiming each country’s borderline showed us that there is still a lack of trust among the neighbor countries inside the ASEAN itself. Some people say about the low bargaining power that Indonesia has in the country’s diplomacy level only makes it getting worse. Charlene Manese, one of the youth delegates in that congress who also a staff in the house of representatives of Philippines told me that,

“Well, we also had a conflict with Malaysia though. Did you ever heard about Sabah? Philippines and Malaysia claimed this area each other.” she said openly.

Since the regime of Soekarno, Indonesia’s first president, conflict between Indonesia and Malaysia had been repeating with junctures and once led us to come out from United Nations because of the unstopping disappointment. Sipadan-Ligitan, batik, Ambalat, and traditional songs were eye witnesses of these countries’ relationship fluctuation.

Sabah, the land below the wind

“But I thought that Malaysia deserved of it because when I went to Kinabalu, one of the cities there, they were very serious. It looked on the good treatment that they gave to Sabah itself, that city was very nice and full of good services.” said Charlene with an open mind.

One thing that I have learned from the other country’s point of view in solving this kind of problem that stubbornness should be followed by the seriousness.

There is no wrong for us to take care of what we trust. Moreover, this precious thing is our nation’s identity which if it is hurt, it may give a threat to the unity of Republic of Indonesia. But when we allow ourselves to give a strong persistence but not accompanied by efforts to make others believe that we deserve, it might be useless.

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A Distraction Before Final Test; "I'm Having Fun With Rage Thread FFFUUUUUUUUAHAHAHA."

My favorites;










And here they are, my own rageworks hahaha!!!! ;





Well it's sort of a happiness though :) :DDDDDDD

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This Is a Story About a Girl Meets Friends. But You Should Know Upfront, This Is Not a Love Story.

“…I count the steps the distance to. The time when it was me and you is so far gone. Another face another friend. Another place another end but I'll hang on…”
-Best Days, Graham Colton

Well it is precisely right for us when we lose someone then we will know how much we care for them. When I was arrived in Jakarta and spent my last two years in one of an elementary school here, I met a girl named Gharini Abhirama. I forgot how we met each other at school but one thing that I always remember about, it took a lot of struggles for us to make friends. Now, after we have been separated for years, I know that I have to lose her in another year, and more.

Yea, I was a smart but also a bad one at my previous elementary school before. So the arrogance led me to be a fucking picky friend. No wonder, I was a little Brainy Bobby who liked to bully a new comer in class and persuade my friends to be bad at her. But considering of my rank at school, my friends bent down at me (evilsmirk). But still, it did not bordered me to have a lot of friends, because since I was a child, I only have one or two best friends but I tried to not be depended on them, so I could socialize with others. Believe it or not, in those ages, I already had a qualification of friends. At school, I have friends for joking and mocking each other every time we had a time break (the Willy & William Twins), a friend but enemy inside because we competed each other to reach the best rank (Faris), a friend that surely friend because she was the one who made me change and always warned me to be a good friend (Alviola), and et cetera.

In case the moving of my family at that time to follow my father in the capital city here, I had to leave all those friends and to adapt to the new environment, not only to study but also to make friends. So, I learned to be a good girl.

Then I met some new neighbor friends who were also my friends at school. We played together when the holidays came, we got to school everyday together, we went to canteen together, sat on the nearby chairs at class, watched Amigos X Siempre after school until we had the same group name as the movie with the boys, got to the mosque to Tarawih or Shubuh pray when the Ramadhan came, played fireworks and had a barbeque time together to celebrate the new year’s eve, all the things that could be done together. I felt like I was accepted, cared, and for some reasons I felt like I was in a comfort zone where I always could find what I wanted. And in the end, I realized it could be the things that I always wanted, but it was not I needed to be somehow.

The thing is, I need the challenging one.

Perhaps it could be called a karma or something like that, because of my bad attitude at the previous elementary school, so at the new elementary school, when I already found my friends, I could not separate myself with them, I was being depended on them. Maybe I was not a person that being bullied, but I could feel how hurt was that thing by learned how to be an empathy one.

Then, there was Gharini Abhirama, yea, the one who could be a person to share everything about, to hear anything what she talked about, to learn something bad then made us good, and all the things that I could improvise myself. We could not be together firstly, because we were on a “different track”. But it was not a problem for us because at that time, what I looked for was happiness, and happiness was not always brought by the togetherness. If you’re unhappy, isn’t it right for you to not have yourself stayed? So I cracked out, even though there will always good or bad impacts every time you make a decision. But as I decided, I took the risks and I paid the consequences.

Day by day, I did an “affair” (ha ha ha) with Gharin. The disgusting one, we had one book which I can still remember the color of this book, black-greenly, and this book could be the place for us to write everything. In a day that book lived at my house, I wrote at night. And in the tomorrow morning, I gave the book to her and that book lived at her house, she wrote something, on and on. One day when I and Gharin were in the nostalgic time, we just laughed at loud about it and thought how freak we were in a childhood time.

I have one belief that every secret will always be cracked whether by the third party or by itself one day. It happened with this “affair” between me and Gharin ha ha. So my used to be friends could not accept the fact that I was out of their controls at that time. But I had learned to say “No” anyway, and tried to explain to them that it was not the kind of way they were begging to me, there were another way of being respect to others though. With all our children’s tears, they freed me. It felt like so somos-libres! I had found what I needed though, a challenging happiness. I could be friends and did something crazy with others like Dean, Gita, Anjani, Lulu, Vita, and all people at school included how to learn about that elementary lovebird stuffs ha ha ha. The point is, it is nice of being crazy and bad with people you trust because at the end you know that you will learn something good and you do not have to understand about their personalities earlier then plan something to make it deal with it, just let it flow, because you can not know the person without being natural with them, moreover in the short time, so let’s chill and I like a quote from Mas Aghi Narottama, “Do not take too serious in life, nobody gets out alive anyway.” So I might probably say that find something challenging.

This is dedicated to you who considered yourself as a friend:
Gharin ever told me in that book, that she did not want to be at the same junior high school with us, this statement was not about loving or not loving, living in egoism or giving a treat, but this was about letting others to learn different things in this world, to understand about expanding dreams and the differences inside of world, the good and bad friends, the things that will lead you to come back home. So raise your dream where in the place you study now, Ghar. Then come back and make your home better.

For your information, when I made it, my eyes opened. Previously, I have one belief that it is a bull when someone says; loving is not always has to own each other. For some reasons I could not believe that because of my experiences in this freaking love thing. I thought that I could not love someone without make him mine, anyway, now I still fall in love with him even though he’s not mine (: After all, it is just a matter of time, someday you will accept the fact that it is right, I do not know how to explain, but I feel it now. There’s someone says “Being realized is easy, the important is how we can accept it.”

Whether it has been glued for a long time or not, but know what, I already accept it.

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Mumpung masih dalam suasana Sumpah Pemuda

Jadi ingat media serta stasiun-stasiun televisi sering menampilkan keironisan masyarakat Indonesia khususnya pemuda dalam memaknai hari peringatan nasional saat ini. Apalagi jika ditanyakan mengenai bunyi sumpah pemuda. Tapi, apa gunanya hafal kalau tidak diimplementasikan ke dalam kehidupan sehari-hari. Bukankah lebih baik kita paham akan maksudnya dan mempraktekkannya mulai dari hal yang kecil. Sumpah pemuda sekarang ini juga bisa dijadikan ajang bagi setiap pemuda untuk dinilai dan dibandingkan dengan pemuda pada jaman dahulu. Sudah pasti kita tahu jawaban umumnya apa. Dan memang begitulah kenyataan yang terjadi saat ini, kita tidak bisa memungkiri itu bahwa jaman dahulu berbeda dengan jaman sekarang. Mengenai prestasi yang sudah dicapai oleh pemuda, saya jadi ingat beberapa bulan lalu ketika saya menonton televisi yang sedang memutar program televisinya yang membahas mengenai dunia showbiz luar dan dalam negeri. Saat itu acara tersebut menayangkan peliputannya mengenai World Choir Games yang diadakan di Graz, Austria. Dan saat itu kontingen dari Indonesia diwakili oleh tim choir dari Elfa Seciora, Elfa’s Choir. Sudah empat kali berturut-turut Indonesia dalam hal ini diwakili oleh Elfa’s Choir memegang gelar sebagai Grand Champion pada acara tersebut. Dan pada kali ini, target untuk mempertahankan gelar tersebut pun diperjuangkan. Saya kagum karena penampilan mereka pada saat itu sangat atraktif. Mereka tidak hanya bernyanyi, tapi juga bergerak. Selain bergerak, mereka juga menampilkan sisi seni dalam berpakaian yang sangat menunjukkan identitas sebagai bangsa Indonesia. Dan kepercayaan diri pun ditunjukkan oleh para penyanyi tersebut sehingga sangat menghayati setiap lagu yang mereka bawa. Saya jadi berfikir, mereka sebenarnya ikut berpartisipasi dalam perlombaan internasional tersebut atau mengadakan konser? Beberapa lagu dibawakan sesuai dengan tema yang ditentukan oleh para juri. Sesekali wajah para juri pun diliput dan mereka menunjukkan wajah yang kagum serta menikmati penampilan dari kontingen Indonesia, bahkan terkadang ada beberapa juri yang ikut menggoyangkan jarinya di atas meja dan bahkan pula membiarkan kepalanya bergerak mengikuti alunan nyanyian dari Elfa’s Choir. Benar-benar bagus dan entah kenapa ada perasaan bangga saat saya menontonnya walaupun saya hanya menonton. Sama seperti jika kita menonton pertandingan bulutangkis dari televisi, pasti timbul perasaan ingin meneriakkan dukungan, sayangnya tidak bisa leluasa berteriak sekencang mungkin karena juga tidak didengar, paling-paling hanya bisa melontarkan tanggapan dan komentar. Setelah beberapa lama peliputan mengenai acara tersebut ditayangkan, langsung dilanjutkan dengan pengumuman pemenang acara tersebut. Pada saat itu kontingen Indonesia duduk di atas bangku yang menghadap ke arah panggung. Mereka berkumpul untuk mendengarkan pengumuman dan pada umumnya mengenakan baju berwarna merah tetapi saya juga melihat ada yang memakai pakaian daerah Indonesia. Tidak lama, diumumkanlah pemenang Grand Champion, dan nama Indonesia disebutkan dengan lantang oleh juri. Para peserta berteriak kaget dan senang, mereka semua dengan penuh semangat berlari menuju panggung sambil membawa bendera merah putih, ada pula yang berlari sambil menangis. Dan pada saat itu pula air mata saya yang saat itu sudah tergenang mulai jatuh. Mereka pun menyanyikan lagu Indonesia Raya sambil mengambil sikap hormat sambil menangis dan perasaan haru itu tertular semakin bertambah di dalam diri saya. Andai semua orang Indonesia menonton ini dari awal dan menghayatinya. Walau saya hanya menonton, ada perasaan bangga, haru, bahagia, puas, ketika melihat para pemuda berprestasi itu membawa nama Indonesia dengan kepulangan yang juga membawakan keberhasilan. Dari situ saya berfikir, kenapa masih banyak orang yang menghina bangsa Indonesia, padahal masih ada hal yang sebenarnya patut untuk dibanggakan dan dilanjutkan perjuangannya, walaupun tidak banyak. Tapi jika kita mulai sedikit-sedikit, pasti perlahan akan tercapai. Saya juga berfikir mengapa banyak orang yang ingin pergi dari Indonesia dan tinggal di negara lain atau bahkan mendirikan sebuah negara (masih dalam suasana kepulangan sementara Hasan Tiro), ketika kepentingan politik menjadi pemeruntuh persatuan bangsa, tidak hanya bagi yang kontra tetapi juga yang sedang menduduki kekuasaan. Hal itu sering terjadi di Indonesia, ketika ricuh akan hasil pilkada, korupsi, perdebatan antar kelompok dan partai, terorisme, kemunculan organisasi-organisasi yang berdampak buruk bagi masyarakat, bahkan sampai menyangkut masalah agama dan hari raya. Semua bisa diruntuhkan oleh kepentingan politik dan keinginan untuk berkuasa. Begitulah akibatnya jika rasa saling percaya tidak ditumbuhkan sejak dini, dan rasa nasionalisme yang tinggi tidak dipupuk sejak awal.

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Syekh Pujiono

Berawal dari sebuah milis. Yang pada akhirnya memacu adrenalin untuk memberikan tanggapan mengenai kasus seorang kyai dengan profesinya sebagai pengusaha yang berniat akan menikahi dua orang perempuan yang berumur 7 dan 9 tahun setelah memperistri seorang perempuan berumur 12 tahun.

Dalam hal ini saya tidak mengatasnamakan sebuah agama dalam berpendapat. Bukan karena saya mengabaikan agama yang saya anut, tetapi karena selain agama saya terlalu suci untuk dicampuradukkan ke dalam masalah ini, tetapi juga karena saya sangat menghargai perbedaan dan keanekaragaman serta kemerdekaan dalam beragama. Dan bagaimanapun juga, setiap agama mengajarkan kita untuk memahami segala perbedaan yang ada. Maka dari itu saya akan berpendapat dari sisi sebagai seorang manusia khususnya wanita yang hidup di negara yang bernama Indonesia.

Tanggapan pertama yang terlintas adalah sebuah kalimat setiap orang memang memiliki hak untuk menata kehidupannya sesuai dengan yang diinginkannya. Dan memang pula setiap manusia berhak untuk menentukan jalan kehidupannya masing-masing khususnya dalam urusan berumah tangga apakah akan menikahi seseorang berumur 20 tahun atau menikahi seseorang berumur 5 tahun sekalipun, atau bahkan pria menikahi pria. Tetapi dalam hal ini ketika kita hidup di sebuah negara yang mengenal sebuah peribahasa yang indah yaitu ”Di mana bumi dipijak, di situ langit dijunjung” akan mengingatkan kita pada segala aturan, norma, dan kebiasaan yang ada pada masyarakat yang apabila dilanggar akan mengakibatkan gejolak-gejolak positif maupun negatif. Dalam hal ini sikap pro dan kontra. Maka tidak heran jika banyak masyarakat yang memberikan tanggapan terhadap kasus ini. Karena selain melanggar kebiasaan yang ada pada masyarakat, kasus ini juga sebenarnya melanggar aturan yang sudah ditetapkan oleh pemerintah dalam undang-undang perkawinan yang menyebutkan bahwa batas usia pria maupun wanita yang menikah adalah minimal berusia 16 tahun. Jelas peraturan ini menyimpulkan bahwa tidak ada pernikahan yang diakui oleh negara apabila mempelai berusia di bawah 16 tahun. Apalagi dengan isu poligami yang saat ini masih menjadi hal yang kontroversial bagi(sebagian) masyarakat. Mengenai alasan yang dikemukakan oleh kyai tersebut tentang pernikahannya dengan gadis di bawah umur, ia menuturkan bahwa ia tidak sudi menikah dengan gadis yang sudah kuliah (16 tahun ke atas) karena pasti kelakuannya sudah bejat. Ya, tidak apa-apa kalau memang persepsi yang ada di matanya bahwa gadis yang sudah kuliah a.k.a 16 tahun ke atas adalah kelakuannya sudah bejat, tetapi menurut pandangan saya, setiap manusia itu berbeda-beda tidak bisa digeneralisasikan sebagai satu kesimpulan umum apalagi menyangkut sifat dan kelakuan.

Sekali lagi, saya sangat menghargai perbedaan dan dalam hal ini pula saya sangat menghargai persepsi yang ada di matanya karena(pastinya) ia adalah manusia dan setiap manusia pasti mempunyai pemikiran yang berbeda. Untuk itu, mari kita lihat dari sisi psikologis perkembangan anak.

Perkembangan anak di usia remaja yang sudah menikah pastinya akan memiliki perbedaan dengan perkembangan anak di usia remaja tetapi belum menikah. Misalnya dalam hal pergaulan. Setiap manusia yang masih dalam batas usia dapat disebut sebagai seorang anak-anak, pasti memiliki hak dan kesempatannya untuk bermain dengan teman-teman sebayanya. Ketika anak yang sudah menikah di bawah umur dari yang ditetapkan ini bermain dengan teman sebayanya, akan menimbulkan rasa saling ketidaknyamanan dan kejanggalan di antara mereka. Lantas apakah ia harus bergaul dengan ibu-ibu yang notabene dalam hal ini memiliki kesamaan status dengannya sebagai seorang ibu rumah tangga. Jadi, cobalah untuk berfikir panjang mengenai kasus ini, karena hal ini tentu akan mengakibatkan berbagai efek samping yang tidak hanya mengganggu kestabilan perkembangan si anak tetapi juga terhadap kemaslahatan sebuah keluarga yang akan dibangunnya.

Pada intinya, semua hal pasti memiliki waktu yang lebih tepat.

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A Relationship

Ada sesuatu yang mau saya bahas mengenai sebuah hubungan. Ini terjadi awalnya karena saya menonton, eh ngga juga deng, menengahi, eh ngga juga deng, memberikan sedikit saran terhadap pacarnya kakak saya yang pada saat ini sedang ada masalah. Bukan mau ikut campur, tapi sedikit cerita tentang perasaan saya ketika sedang diminta untuk memberikan sedikit saran. Entah kenapa ada perasaan marah juga ketika saya sedang memberikan sedikit saran terhadap hubungan mereka. Karena menurut saya tindakan mereka masih terlihat sebagai orang dewasa yang bersikap seperti beberapa anak kecil yang suka membuat masalah yang sebenarnya kecil menjadi besar dan kadangkala terlihat diperbesar-besarkan. Dan saya pun menyadari bahwa tentu hal ini sudah pernah terjadi oleh saya, itu ditandai dengan adanya perasaan bersyukur yang saya rasakan karena sudah pernah melewati masa-masa seperti itu dan lebih untungnya lagi, ketika usia saya masih 15 tahun, bukan 25 tahun seperti kakak saya sekarang ini, hekhekhek. Sedih dan kasihan juga karena kakak saya masih mengalami hal seperti ini dalam usia yang sudah perak itu. Ternyata memang benar kedewasaan tidak bisa diukur dari umur ya. Saya tidak mengatakan bahwa saya sudah dewasa dalam hal ini, tetapi apa salahnya untuk mencoba menjadi orang yang lebih baik dalam hal berfikir matang, tepat dan logis. Toh dalam berkehidupan kita pasti memiliki tujuan untuk menjadi manusia yang lebih baik.

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Again, missing you friends

Halo. Lagi suka liat foto-foto lama. Biasa, kebiasaan hobi bernostalgia hehee. And I just found a difference.

Gilak ya, jaman-jaman SMA yang penuh gairah haahaa. Baru sadar gue apalagi pas jaman 28 CUP yang penuh tumpah darah tangisan jiwa raga harta dan nyawa(lebaaayy). Lihat dong senyuman paksa yang menyimpan beban. Sekarang kita lihat di bawah ini, senyuman yang tanpa(belum) beban.



Sitmen, itu gua? Oh, kok tidak serupa dengan yang sebelumnya. Pantas aja tiap gue ketemu teman lama atau sodara lama (lama ngga ketemu maksudnya)
”Makin berisi aja May, stres yaaa”
BAH. Oh iya ya, jangan-jangan justru senyuman berbeban itu yang di bawah, hahaaa.
Kemaren gue smsan sm Meisha nanyain nomernya Gerry yang lagi on. Padahal Meisha di Bandung dan Gerry disini –di Teknik lagi, yg sudah pasti fakultasnya dekatan sm gua!. Yaaah tak apalah, entah kenapa lagi kangen sama Meisha gue. Akhirnya gue tanya gimana hidupnya dia di HI. Dia bilang baru belajar pengantar hubungan internasional, dasar-dasar sosial politik, administrasi, hukum. Hell ya, dahulu itulah studi yang gue idam-idamkan sekarang ditekuni Meisha yang dahulu juga berkeinginan lain, yaitu kuliah di salemba, fkg. Tanpa sadar gue ngitung sendiri, ternyata Meisha dan Gerry udah mau 1 tahun 3 bulan. Haaaaaa jadi inget dahulu pas main truth or dare di IPA 4 hahaaa. Yang join, ayo tunjuk tangan!

Oh ya kemaren si Akbar sms –yang nun jauh di Bandung tapi pulang ke Jakarta tiap jumat malam, haaaa dasar lo Bar anak mami

From: Akbar Badriansyah
asdos gua kaya elo,haha
kutukan apa ini?

To: Akbar Badriansyah
Waaah cantik dong Bar! Dia pake rok mini ngga, kalo iya, coba cek bulu kakinya

From: Akbar Badriansyah
Pokoknya pas pertama liat dia gua mikir ’kalo bukan asdos sama kalo bajunya pas pasti cantik’.gatau kakinya yg jelas ga jenggotan

------------damn you Bar

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