Pay It Forward

Part 1.
As far as I am Concern I've watched the best film ever five or seven years ago. I am not really sure when it was exactly. I just remember the way that film influence me much like somebody knocks on my head and say "hello...heloo....is somebody here?"

I never forget, the day right after I watched the movie, in the humid,cloudy day , I went out for nothing but find someone who really need "some helps"... trying to figure out what was the movie thinks what exactly the meaning of "kindness". Then, I walked out of my home tried to catch becak but none of them appeared. I was waiting for 20 minutes which was slowed down my will when one old lady passed by and offered me some stuff. Honestly, I ignored her at the first time but she pushed me to buy her ticket (ticket? not really it seemed like a letter form official office that legally alow them to ask some somey). I was feeling terrible at the moment. Can you imagine I promised to myself that day when I walked out the door I wanted to do nice things at least three times a day. Ironicly, I failed to keep it just before eyes.

While I was feeling terrible, one of my favorite becak passed by. I catched the becak and jumped into it, I left the women with nothing. I would cried......fortunately, my favorite becak's driver brought me back in my mood. He talked everything he wanted...FYI, I proud of his spirit to school eventhough he have to drive becak at the night and goes to school in the morning. One time I asked him when he did study. He said "I brought my teacher to his home and I help him to check others pupil homework! (I hope he continues his school until now).

Ok, back on. I did not what exactly in my mind when I gave him money more than usual. He's surprised and he's said " kaka' it is too much...".
"No...No... it's yours.....keep it and hopefuly it will help u one day.
What a wonderfull feeling I felt that day.

Three days laters, when I was sleeping in my room. Somebody rang the fence (not the door) and I found him standing there with teardrops in his eyes.
"kaka, terima kasih..kemarin adek saya ditabrak...untung ada uangnya kaka saya simpan"
"you know, at the time I could not do anything just cry...."

you never know that what you've done will really help someone....you never know.

Part 2
I was three and a half of pregnancy when I went on to footscray campus, it's about 1 hour from my home using tram, twice train and one bus. I had two appointments with my liason officer to give her my passport and my husband passport. After that I have to meet my lecturer to give her my assignment plus all the attachments.

I was really shocked when arrived at her office, I couldn't found my bag with passports,assignment, appoinment card, wallet, USB, everythings within. Oh my God.....
Then, I re-traveled again looked for my bag. I spent almost whole day to find my bag, including called every public transportation operator and met staff official of the tram, train, and bus. What was busy and tired day.

So when I thought I couldn't got it back. I was sitting in the park just to calm down my self...and I wanted to say "innalillahi wainna ilahi rojiuun" to my bag while wondering how to fix them all (go to Indonesia embassy,Police officer, Commentwealth bank, Medicare, and many more). Sudennly, my phone rang...it was from Footscray Police informed me that they have my bag there. Someone had found it on the bench at Royal Park station, about one hour from footscary and brought it to police office at Footscray.

What could I say?
He's above watches his creatures in every single minute....
Allahu Akbar...

---pay it Forward, Sunrise, Channel 7---
Mebourne, 9.00

Gloomy, Time flies and everything is change….

Gloomy,…..
I woke up in this morning, trying to catch up some stuff.
And suddenly, I miss all my friends.

Yesterday, I called my best friend I ever have in my life, she’s like heaven gift from above for my family and me. She’s the only reason I’ll come back to the place called home. She’s friend of anyone and I really miss my home town because of her…Anna.

Today, I remember my other friends. We had been met by time, place, and sense of working. One of them called our friendship tucin which means Tujuh Tanda Cinta. I do not know where that means come from, oh maybe because at the time we were desperately need someone who be loved and to be loved. Ha..ha..

Time flies, it was 2003 when we’re together in the same office. Bulusaraung no.2B. We shared our happiness, tears, and joyful together. Did I say tears? Yup, exactly… There were many tears in that office. Tears of director’s regime (can you believed, we get punishment just because we’re late for Yasin-an which was not including in our job description and that was 6.30 in the morning…). Sadness arisen if one of us resigned and many more. As time flies, one by one found a better life outside. Dida had resign and moved to other bank company. Followed by Lia (the most beautiful women), Amie moved to next door office at the same bank. Nunik…I don’t know where is she now…and Hajerah who I called Mamie went to Tarakan to gather with her husband and 2 years old daughter. Yule ( businessman) is in Kendari, Pursuing her sales career now. Lastly, here I am in Foden st.Brunswick trying to remember the past. I miss them all…

I just recently reckon…all of them are women…….

Time flies, everything is changing…sure.
I hope everything is the same when I was leaving
But everything is change now…everything.

Maybe, when I come home….I just passes by Bulusaraung and I’ll tell Ziva.
“ziva..ziva..I was there at the time!”

Hopefully, I’ll meet anna….who could relive my past.
Even though…I realize she’ll fly someday…