Ada mesin jahit di rumahku.
Mesin jahit tempo dahulu.
Ku teringat seorang wanita.
Wanita yang cantik jelita.
Dia selalu memakai mesin itu.
Menjahit aneka ragam baju.
Sekarang dia telah tiada.
Dialah istriku tercinta.
*lirik lagu “Mesin Jahit” oleh opa Engkon (92 tahun) untuk mendiang istrinya yang meninggal dunia tahun 2008 lalu. Opa Engkon hidup bersama istrinya selama 70 tahun. Lagu ini ia bawakan saat para pemain NBL Indonesia mengunjungi panti wreda Asuhan Bunda Bandung pagi tadi.
Sayang, aku gak percaya kata orang-orang bahwa kesuksesan itu 99% kerja keras dan 1% keberuntungan. Gw percaya kesuksesan itu 0,5% kerja keras dan 99,5% keberuntungan. Enggan menjelaskan kenapa, karena gw yakin suatu saat barangkali orang-orang akan sadar dengan sendirinya akan hal ini.
Terima kasih untuk selalu mengingatkan aku agar selalu bersyukur dan bersabar, karena itulah inti dari mengejar cita-cita.
Selalu sayang kamu :)
..talked to my beloved friend yesterday. She told me,
“You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matters? She’s not perfect -you aren’t either, and the two of you may never be perfect together. But if she can make you laugh, cause you to. Think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day. But she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break -her heart. So don’t hurt her, don’t change her, don’t analyze and don’t expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy. Let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she’s not there.”
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Thank you Asih Astari for this :)
“I wanna love you and treat you right; I wanna love you every day and every night: We’ll be together with a roof right over our heads; We’ll share the shelter of my single bed; We’ll share the same room, yeah! – for Jah provide the bread. Is this love? Is this love that I’m feeling? I wanna know, wanna know now! I got to know, got to know now!“
Bob Marley seperti bernyanyi sendiri dengan gitar akustiknya di dalam benakku setiap kali aku mencuri pandang saat kamu serius dan bersemangat meneriaki wasit yang sepertinya lebih memihak lawan dari tim basket favoritku.
Bob Marley tiba-tiba berhenti bernyanyi sembari cepat-cepat menyembunyikan gitarnya dan buyar dari pikiran aku ketika kamu menoleh dan bertanya, “kenapa?”
“Nggak apa-apa, ada bulu mata kamu nempel di pipi kanan. Diem deh, aku ambilin.”
Yesterday, you asked me if I noticed something different in your appearance that day. It instantly shocked me, because I know when you ask me that dangerous question that means I gave you a lack of attention.
Well, I couldn’t really figured out what was new on your appearance that day. All I know is that you always amaze me more than those Lakers’ girls.
Oh, wait! Damn, it’s your new white framed glasses!
Just because I was playing basketball tonight with my friends doesn’t mean I don’t love you. In fact, I do so much that I gave you time to do anything with your friends as well.
But don’t stop mad at me darling.
You know you look cute when you’re angry, don’t you?
Shall we find something to eat? I’m kinda hungry.
There will be no basketball event for the next two months here in Bandung. That means we can spend more time together.
How about visiting my cousin’s home this weekend, mingle and having a cup of tea with my cousin’s family.
Ps: My nephews are cute :)
“Aku minta maaf nggak bisa anterin kamu hari Sabtu sore ke PVJ buat beli donat J.Co kesukaan adik kamu. Aku harus ke GOR C-Tra buat dukung Garuda Flexi Bandung melawan XL Aspac Jakarta. (Abis kamu nggak mau ikutan nonton sih.)
Aku tahu kamu pasti bete. Tapi anak-anak Garuda juga butuh dukungan aku. Emang sih banyak pendukung yang lain juga, tapi kalau aku datang kan lumayan nambah satu orang pendukung lagi. (Heheheee)
Jam 5 aku jemput kamu ke PVJ. Mudah-mudahan kamu belum balik. Kita makan malem Minggu bareng. Udah ya, ntar aku sms deh.”
Bye.
I don’t like you.
I lie :)
