hi peeps,
minal aidzin walfaidzin,hpy eid fitr all :) finally after 3 times in a row I couldn't back to Indonesia, now finally I could celebrate eid fitr with my big family. That's how precious and priceless the moments are.
On the first day, I was woke up late cuz I couldn't get enough of sleep due to helping mommy for our open house. I was late for eid prayer cuz my brother was in the bathroom (unlogical reason I know, but's true indeed). Then, started from our relatives came to house one by one. Oh yes, the kids from I-dont-know-where-they-came-from hehehe were coming to our house for Angpao ;) It was like more than hundred of kiddos! my uncles were giving the angpao with full of excitement cuz they all were remembered when they were youngsters (used to be young,hehe). After that, mom-dad-and me had to go to Pak Hatta's open house and Pak Ical's open house. When I was in Pa Hatta's house, my dad was introduced me to his journalists and reporters' young friends :) they were all nice and asking me to tk pictures ;)

Back to home, friends of my dad came like woaaaah -_- mba Onah was off from her duty, so we 'the gadis2',ibu2, and my driver had to pleased the guests like non-stop. Because, I had to stay away from the stoves or troubles might come hehee,my jobs were greeted them,giving the cakes and drinks, had conversations and so on -,- . I also had to greeted the guests that were Japanese,Filipino,n Korea cuz my mom couldn't understand their english that clear (they were talking japaninglish :)). Overall, they have invited me to come to their place to have a dinner :) and my dad was surprised cuz he thought that I was a bad host for them -_____________-"

Day 1 ended by my dad's plans plan: mudik to eyang putri in Cirebon and trip around Java by car with all Sumatranese family but unfortunately my mom refused it cuz she was too tired. Huhu I miss my eyang so much :'(
ps: yes, my Sumatranese family's (dad's side) relationship with my Javanese family's (mom's side) soooo tight and closed. The different hard edge cultures didn't bother us to communicate hihihi, even tho sometimes the Javanese family were kinda shocked with the Sumatranese jokes that are so straight forward and harsh hahaha.

day2:
There were only couple guests that came to our house, so all could relax. I had a guest that succesfully made my heart beat faster,hahaha. If my friends read this you just have to be shut up hahaha. Then, dad asked me to come along with him, uncle and datuk to watch Public Enemy at PS. I was lazy but I remembered that x,s,m,l has it store at PS (hehe -_-). I just realized that the story was about Bonnie and Clyde hihihi. Four of us were sleeping at the studio, cuz when the movie was over, I could see all of them were sleeping behind the blankets.
Next, our destination was going to Fish Market and when we arrive there, the shop were closed. My dad was sad because since yesterday he wanted to eat clams and all the fish markets that offered the best seafood in town were closed due to Eid Fitr.

So four of us were heading to Sentul, to celebrate my cousin birthday. In the car, I was the only girl (and the cutest,noted that! hehe) so I was the object of their bullied-conversation. My uncle said," Ai nez kasian eyang cirebon kao tu, uda cucung siko' dak biso baso jawo, idak lebaranan d sano, gek jadi apo kao na tu...ha pa kabaknya hahaha,muko cem mamak kao...tapi muncung mirip nian sama nona zubaedah ha-ha, ato cam makcik galo kau na tu" --- 1st bullied on why I couldnt speak and understand Javanese language. Hey! at least I can say proudly: siji loro telu papat :p
My dad said, " Iyooo, uda gitu sekola d sekolanyo preman, pantai barat pulak...orang di kato pegi ke Ivy League,pake coat ado salju,denger lagu orkestra,macam aku dulu bae lah...si inez lah ini di LA high school,makin preman jiwo dio: handphone dicuri orang 2 kali d sano hahaha,denger lagu dangdut orang maduro: hiphop,sekolahnya cakap inggris tapi grammarnya orang spanish" --- 2nd bullied on why I studied in that high school.
My datuk said, "Jadi na tu, kau tinggal d Singapur sekarang ni, deket ang mo kio na? arab st? ocat? ato mano? nanti klo aku kesano kau ku enjuk kari ma prata be" --- 3rd bullied on my disoriented place in Singapore.
ps: for translation, I think you could understand ;)

ffffuussshhh, arrived in Sentul I was like "thank God" hehehe. The cousins and the kids were so hypercative, the ibu2 were talkactive, the bapak2 were playing band. While me and my dad were ranting about the foods because both of us were hungry :p

I was remember when my little nephew asked me, "Tante Inez, om yang kemaren itu mana tante?yang ituuuu tuuu.." aaaa feels like want to pinch her cheeks!


happy Eid Fitr!,
nenna.