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Nik Of Time

February 7, 2011 by Enida

Ja…
I have seen a bit of the world, enjoyed, suffered in and weathered around some foreign land and even the no-man’s land. But it was you who first gave me the pictures of the world to dream by.

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It was you who built the images of ‘Rumah Seronok’, helped me envision mystical meadows, singing ‘Oh What A Beautiful Morning, Oh What A Wonderful Day’ as a starter. An appetizer for me to go ahead and taste the world.

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You dreamed with me back then, and you picked up my shatered dreams when I was too broken to do it myself. It was, for all God’s intent and purpose of sending you to me, you. None others.

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So Ja, for all that you have been, all that you are, and all that you have become… Happy Birthday.

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You are loved. And very much so.

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Antara Bandung Dan Jakarta, Ada Enida

February 7, 2011 by Enida

Buat pengunjung Questa è Enida yang berada di Jakarta Raya dan Bandung, juga yang bukan…

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Kalau sudah ditakdirkan bahwa hidupku ini kuserahkan buat membahagiakanmu, dan aku bahagia dengan penyerahan itu… simpanlah aku.

.Selamat menunggu mentari, langit biru, hari baru.

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Sebalik Tabir

February 6, 2011 by Enida

Daaaa!

Ye maaakkk!

Sini kejaaappp! Tolong mak peygang langsir ni jappp!

Cominggg!

Aaiii, yang ngko terhenchot-henchot ni pasal?

Ntah la mak. Bangun pagi ni peha orang sengaaal nor.

Ko banyak sangat main tak.

Mana ada main apa-apa. Racket pun orang tak bawak balik lah mak.

Yang mak dengor bergurau terjerit ketawa malam tadi tu bukan main.

Itu Abang lah. Urutkan kaki orang. Kuat nor! Nambah sakit jer. Bila orang sakit dia geletek. Tension orang!

Ohhh. Mak ingat kan ngko main-main. Hehehehehe.

Mak niiiihhhhh! Mana adaaaa! Orang… mana ada bising-bising.

Padan ler lepas tu terus senyap je mak dengor.

Mak niiihhhh! Jangan aaaa. Malu orang! Hehehehe.

Alah, mak pun pernah muda lah Da. Hehehehe. Mak kan takde anak pompuan. Ngan saper lagi mak nak gurau-gurau hal belakang langsir.

Hehehehe. Best lah mak ni!

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Way Away

February 6, 2011 by Enida

If I believe everything I hear, I should just walk away and never look back.

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I don’t. I don’t believe everything I hear. I don’t want to.

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But I am letting go. So go. Walk away and never come back.

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Jauh-Jauh

February 4, 2011 by Enida

Malam simpul jerat,
renda tepi paya;
dalam sampul surat,
ada hati saya.

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Pucuk lah delima,
di peti buah pauh;
rajuk sudah lama,
hati dibawa jauh.

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Jatuh bak serangkap,
lekat bak sehelai,
jauh nak didakap,
dekat nak dibelai.

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Todak di perahu,
haruan lain-lain;
tidak saya tahu,
tuan main-main.

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February 3, 2011 by Enida

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Touch-n-Never-Let-Go

February 1, 2011 by Enida

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Do you know how it feels when you can’t hold what you touch?

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Can you imagine touching someone’s hand and not being able to wrap your fingers around hers?

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Siri Bercakap Dengan Edrick XX

January 31, 2011 by Enida

Of late, I feel like I am being bombarded with mature questions immaturely by me Monchies. And the questions mostly revolve around the situation I am in with their father. Like why we are not together when we are supposedly married, why is there a third person on the other side and none on this side, and why do people stop loving one another. And you can imagine so many  other wise why’s coming from Kitreena and Edrick.

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The night after Edrick’s desperate attempt in match-making me with his classmate, Adam, we had yet another conversation.

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Edrick: Mommy, what do people do when they get married?

Mommy: Hmmm they do a lot of things together.

Edrick: Things like what?

Mommy: Oh they err… uh… they cook together, they eat together, they do housework together, err… uh… they go places together. Anything. Everything together.

Edrick: Do they hold hands together?

Mommy: Oh yeah, they hold each other’s hands whenever they can. They do this too. They rub each other’s back. *rubs Edrick’s back like she always does at bedtime*

Edrick: But I am not your husband.

Mommy: Of course you’re not! But married people do whatever feels nice to each other.

Edrick: Then, who’s going to rub your back Mom? Who’s gonna make you feel nice?

Mommy: Hmmmmmmmm… nice question, Monch. *thinks of her Kingsize bed, the six pillows and Mr. Cocoa*

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Meskipun Hanya

January 31, 2011 by Enida

Masih kedengaran di telinga gue apa yang dibilangin Bibik saat kami lagi ngobrol di meja dapur sore kemaren. Gue akhirnya nekad ngabarin ama Bibik bahwa gue lagi dilanda emosi, meskipun gue kira dari semula Bibik bisa nebak hati gue yang bening ini. Ntar gue seneng, ntar bete, ntar ngayal, ntar nangis melulu.  Ntar malah gila.

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Gue: Aku toh ga mengarapkan papa dari belio, Bi. Nawarin papa juga ngga.

Bibik: Yah, saya ngarti Bu. Punyaan orang sih emang harus begitu.

Gue: Tapi belakangan ini aku malah benci pada diriku bila mulut dan hatiku ga mau setuju. Gemes sih bila aku harus cemburu!

Bibik: Naaahhh kalo cemburu itu Bu, tandanya sayang.

Gue: Yach, barangkali bener Bi aku sayang meski aku ga pernah curhat. Aku tau belio tau. Dan akhirnya tadi siang belio bilangin sayang itu terang-terangan padaku dalam satu ayat.

Bibik: Barangkali belio jadi kasian sama Ibu.

Gue: Kasian?

Bibik: Yach, dikira mungkin Ibu toh nungguin cuman yang itu. Dibilangin sayang itu. Ya lalu diucap, ya udah.

Gue: Kasian?

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Gue jadi terbangun dari mimpi.
Sebel ama diri gue sendiri.

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Well Fed Up

January 28, 2011 by Enida

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My life has been dry, but hot and fulfilling. And I am not complaining.

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