Today was my last day in BCI School. I got a sweet little surprise farewell from my colleagues. They got in to Toddler class, where I had been waiting, and they sang “Kemesraan”. They gave me presents: a handbag and two photos framed. I was so happy I cried.
Actually it’s so hard for me to leave school. It’s been my comfort zone for the past two years. I go to school at 6.30 in the morning, got home at 4.00 in the afternoon. I teach many classes, I meet my students, talk to the parents, make worksheets, do the administration things, attend the weekly meeting, and the rest is having fun- school has many holidays every year. The salary is pretty good, I can help my family to pay this and that every month. I can eat well, I can buy dresses I want, I can watch movies in cinema, I can hang out with my friends and everything. It’s just so hard for me to leave the habit, the things I do everyday, the things I like.
However, I must leave. I must move from here and live with my husband in Jakarta. I must start my married life together with him. Being with him outweighs any perks of living my single life, outweigh any joyful feeling I get from the “comfort zone”.
I am sure that there will be many big things that might not happen if we only stay in our place and never move out of the comfort zone.
and I hope everything that follows after is good things that could bring me and my husband near to the good places, too, someday.
So, see you again, BCI.
Dear my nearly-future husband,
This is the day, 31 years ago, you began existing. This is the day when God disposed everything about you; your destiny, your fate, people you’ll meet and the woman you’re going to marry. I know you don’t care about your birthday but I do care. I care because this is an important day. I care because without it, I might not be where I am now and without it, we might not be together like we are now.
I love you for so many reasons. I love you because you believe in me. I love you because you make me laugh with silly jokes. I love you because you are a passionate, hardworking and kindhearted person. I love you because you tell me I’m pretty with zero makeup. I love you because you can handle all my complains, my madness, my pms and my childish drama. I love you because you buy me my favorite books. I love you because you call and videocall me between your break time at work. I love you because we’re so different, we have almost nothing in common, yet you still want to spend your lifetime with me.
I love you more than the books I have in my shelf and my cute dresses I have in my wardrobe put altogether. I love you more than the guy who invented Indomie flavour. I love you more than the love of Jack to Rose. Thankyou for allowing me to be your partner in crime, in life and to be your plus 1 in every events you’ll attend in the future.
Happy birthday, Lam.
I’m so thankful that you were born. Our great adventure shortly begins and I can’t wait to see what our future holds.
Forever and always,
I wrote this letter in his 31st birthday last month, on 29th October 2018, when we were still engaged. I wrote it and read it to him by phone call. I couldn’t give him any sweet surprise or gifts or anything. I didn’t bake him a cake. I wish I could give him more than this in his next birthdays.
How hard could it be having a long distance marriage?
I thought it was easy but it isn’t. Everyday, when I wake up in the morning, I think about my husband who is supposed to wake up next to me. I missed the mornings we spent before he went back to Jakarta, we kissed and hugged and said “good morning, sayang” into each other’s ears.
Now we must hold ourselves back.
I am counting down to the day I finally can move to Jakarta, following him. Home now is where my husband is and I have to wait for 4 weeks to go to be able to go home.
Lam is such an amazing and loving husband. I’m so thankful having him as my life partner. I know he’s not perfect but he’s trying to be one.
He has found a rented house for us to live in Jakarta. At the moment, he’s moving in and starting to clean up every corner of the room. He has told me his plans how to manage the house so we can live there comfortably. He always says, “Be patient, we will try to furnish the house one by one. I can’t do it at once”,
I hope everything is going well for us. Bless us God.
Been a while not to post anything in this journal entry.
Right now, I’m sitting here on the ceramic floor in my husband’s bedroom at his house. We just arrived this afternoon after visiting many places around town to take care about unfinished wedding business; bridal, wedding gown and flowers, paying this and that. Tomorrow he’s going to fly back to Jakarta leaving me here until December; I’m moving, too!
It’s been 5 days since last Friday, since our “akad nikah”, the day when we officially are husband and wife. Big changes happened. I still have to get use to be a wife. Learn how to be a good one. Learn how to satisfy my husband, learn how to prepare his necessity, learn how to make him happy, learn how to be more patient, learn how to act a real wife.
My husband is super nice to me. He is loving, caring, silly, handsome, and super kind. He doesn’t know everything but he accepts input and opinion if it makes sense. He is reliable and I don’t even know what his flaws so far. Perhaps, we will have arguments someday. Perhaps, he will be furious because of something. Perhaps, he will make me cry. However, I hope nothing would be too hard to compromise and we will always have each other’s back.
Actually, there’s a looot of things I want to write about mymarriagelife here but right now, he needs his Macbook back to work on some video editing. So, see you soon!
Currently, I’m living my happy life with my husband.
Rasanya tidak percaya kalau kurang dari 2 minggu lagi (12 hari lagi tepatnya), saya akan menjadi istri seseorang.
I can’t believe myself I’m going to be someone’s wife.
Lam, can you believe it?
Kita berdua akan menjadi pasangan suami istri. Tinggal bersama di satu atap, makan sama-sama, tidur sama-sama dan memutuskan masa depan kita bersama-sama. Jika Allah SWT mengizinkan, kita akan menjadi orangtua dari anak-anak kita.
After we’re married, in this end of a year I will move to Jakarta. I’m going to say goodbye to my family and friends and also all my life in Makassar. You and I are going to live in a rent house near your office.
Our life will be totally different. I’m excited and terrified as well.
Lam, you’re going to be my husband. You are going to be the answer of the unsolved mystery that has been haunting me since my mid 20s.
It’s 17 days to our wedding ceremony.
Salah satu hal yang paling penting bagi bride to be like me adalah memilih gaun pengantin. We both had chosen the vendor yang surprisingly cukup memenuhi selera dan affordable (meskipun bagi beberapa orang ini masih pricey).
Namun, beberapa minggu lalu, saat indo botting (sebutan bagi orang yang menyediakan perlengkapan pengantin mulai dari pakaian hingga perlengkapan pernikahan maupun upacaranya) memperlihatkan wedding dress yang selesai dia jahitkan padaku, I was shocked karena gaunnya tidak sesuai ekspektasiku. I only wanted a white dress gown in simple manner but she made me a cream gown with payet di beberapa bagian dan bordiran di bagian roknya.
Saya dan Mama panik dan berpikir super keras, apakah tetap mau memakai gaun yang terlanjur dibikinkan tapi tidak sesuai dengan keinginan? Atau apakah kita mau mencari gaun di vendor yang lain? dengan konsekuensi harus lagi mulai dari nol dengan waktu yang begitu mepet? Belum lagu uang down payment yang sudah terlanjur dibayarkan ke vendor sebelumnya apakah mau direlakan saja?
Setelah berdiskusi cukup lama dengan indo botting, akhirnya dia memintaku fitting gaun yang lain. gaun pengantin putih. Dengan ogah dan malas karena kecewa, saya pun fitting dan saya tak menyangka saya menyukainya. It fits in my body (saya harus menghilangkan beberapa timbunan lemak di perut).
Saat indo botting tau saya menyukai gaun putih itu, dia juga cukup kaget as she said “That’s the gown you wanted? It’s easy and simple! I can make it for you in a week or two!”
Dan akhirnya begitulah kesepakatan dan keputusan diambil. Sekarang, saya menunggu gaun putih yang dijanjikan padaku selesai dijait. Semoga kali ini memenuhi ekspektasi dan harapanku as I want my wedding dress looks stunning on me. I don’t want to compromise because it’s only once in a lifetime and I really care on what I’m wearing in my super special event.
Help needed and waited, ya Allah.
Bride to be,
Our wedding invitation is coming from Jakarta. I keep reading at it, how it is still unbelievable for me that my name will be with Lam’s on it.
Riana & Ilham
How could it be? Life is just so surprising, so unpredictable.
I remember one time when Dini, Nita and I had this sleepover in Melia Hotel. I was watching something in Youtube when a question popped up in my head and I said it loud,
“Who would be my husband in the future?”
Dini heard it and said, “You are now in relationship and you still asked that?”
(I was still with Akbar back then)
And who would have thought that I am going to marry Ilham in a year and half after?
Who would have thought?