Shares and Stories about Lintang's Life

Terdamparlah gue di sebuah tempat nun jauh. Jauh dari kesepian dan ketenangan. Dimana merenung adalah suatu mujizat. Terperosok ke kekelaman Terombang ambing di kegalauan Tergolek di batas batas kehidupan Ini bukan cerita tentang cinta. Bukan pula tentang kematian. Ini hanyalah sebuah tempat baru, Dimana berpendapat adalah haram Beargumen adalah nista. Dan gue memutuskan untuk berzinah dengan para filsuf Tepat di dasar otak yang hampir karatan

Dimulai dari banyaknya kerjaan di sekolah regarding chinese new year. Baru gajian *cieee prok prok Bawa si justin a.k.a motor merah pembawa kebahagiaan *kadang* Pulang malem, lemah, letih, lesu.. Yang gw pengen cuma satu. Si abang yang manis, hot, dan coklat *apaan tuh Tang? Yup yup si abang kopi.. Cuma sekedar kopi, yang ga bakal gw nikmatin di rumah selama ada Nyak. Si abang kopi yang ngangetin sekaligus bikin nge JRENG Cukup si abang kopi.. Dan mencarilah gw ke pelosok hutan. Dikejar angkot yang selalu brutal. Bis gede disana sini, berebut ngincer hati gw. Mencarilah gw ke PERUM, daerah rumah gw, biar kalo jam 12 udah bunyi, tinggal ngesot ke rumah. *cinderella apa suster ngesot Tang?* Pantat udah berduri. Paha kejang. Tapi si abang belom ditemukan.. Apa yang gw temukan justru bikin gw makin kejang-kejang. Cappucino cincau man. Yang pake atau ga pake cincau harga tetep goceng. Tuh kios ada di setiap minimart, dan minimart ada di setiap 50 meter dan sebrang-s...

Kali ini, gue mau cerita sedikit tentang Babeh gw yg super! Papa yg lulusan master of education ini sangat berjiwa pendidik! Apapun yang dia perbuat selalu berbasis baik dan buruk ke depannya. Masa pensiun buat dia itu dimana dia hidup tenang di suatu pedalaman yang tenang, berdua sama Mama dan ditengok sama anak cucu setahun sekali aja. Haha Pendidikan, menurut bokap sama pentingnya kayak keluarga. Setiap orang harus punya pendidikan, untuk menunjang masa depannya. Bisa disimpulkan kalo dia orang pertama yang bangganya selangit waktu gue jadi guru, karna gw memfasilitasi masa depan orang-orang. Kenapa dia super? Kar'na dia satu-satunya orang hebat yang masih setia untuk jadi bokap gw :) Gue akuin, gue pun ga mau punya anak dengan sifat pemberontak kayak gue. Yang nyokab aja mpot-mpotan nyuruh gw duduk tenang selama 1 jam (pemberontak apa liar?) Suatu kasus kecil kalo gw masih di luar sampe tengah malem. Semua nyuruh gw pulang saat itu juga, yang justru bikin gw tetep s...

Knock knock The door is knocked ! "Who's that?" I'm asking for the one who knocked on my door . "I'm LONELINESS . Nobody surrounds you , so that I come to accompany you " NO WAY !! We were best friend, loneliness and I. Endured our past together . Until one day , it was the last time I saw him . He was mad when my life became colorful , when I smiled to everybody . " GO AWAY !" I'm asking him to go . And he's gone ! Time passed by .. Knock knock "NOT NOW!" I'm screaming out loud, but no voice can be heard. I'm too afraid for the one who knocked. "Who's that?" I'm asking behind the door. "Hello we meet again! I'm the LONGING . Do you remember me?" He tells me behind the door. Of course I do. He came every night when nobody beside me. He came every single moment I'm alone. He made me be stupid, paranoid, religious a...

It started by the accident I saw on the street. Dear someone who got it, how much I regret that helping u was something I couldn't do at that time. Then I'm trying to ask of this life. What can I do before facing death? What do I have for others? And yes, I'm totally feeling useless. Having high intelligence for reaching high score. Having money for my own enjoyment. How selfish I am! Several news make me frustated. One was killed, some were killed by accident. Yeah I'm afraid of what we called DEATH. Will I die soon without seeing my son's growth? Will He call me without being SOMEONE in the world? I'm totally scare of losing everyone. It is kind of contradiction. Refuse to be died while people definitely will leave the world. I'm not ready yet, but nobody is ready anyway. Because nobody knows when or where the death will call us. Dear God, what will happen soon? I'm wondering what your plan to me is? Because how much effort I did c...

It is Sunday evening. While others take a relax. And I'm still trapped on assignments. Assignment for next Monday, another assignment for next Tuesday, other assignments for the next days. And for every tasks that I got. I write this letter for him. "Dear Sunday. I don't like meeting you. Doesn't mean I hate u. I just don't like for your sign of stopping freedom for the 5 days later. I wish u weren't consist of 24hours only. I wish.. I wish.. and I wish.. Dear Sunday, My son is really exciting of you. Waiting for you during the whole days. And I'm sure, for the mostly people in the world, you are awaited. Dear Sunday, You were named Sunday, means the day that we should enjoy with the Sun. For me, you are the day for my Sun. But you shouldn't deserve to be awaited. You gave us only 24 hours as same as other days. Dear Sunday, I need more Sun in your day. And I'll be missing you." *celotehan sesaat di warung kopi, dikala s...

Last night I was reading luisa's blog when dad asked me "kamu ga pernah nulis lagi" Me: itu konsistensi tingkat dewa Dad: ga harus tingkat dewa, niat aja kali And I complained to myself directly. I work from morning to afternoon. Have about an hour after working to campus. Go home from campus at 9 PM. Sometime the 'sun' keeps shining till unpredictable time. Saturday for lover who asked me to be his side all day long. Sunday for family, especially for Mr Sun. Lil bit time on weekend for bestiests. Then when will I write? When do I have time even for myself? I hate being busy. Then this morning, was waken up by the another sun. Spending morning glory for watching son who's sleeping. And realize, for every time that I spent. Every activities that I definitely should do. I do for him. For our future. For the better life. And writing, is an another activity that I can do whenever I want. Spends only several minutes to do it, as when I'm ...