The K🪁

I've liked the letter K for ever since years ago...

It's kind of like a Kite...

Like a beautiful Kite floating high in the sky...

It came into my life for the first time in June.

Ah, no—maybe in May... ...years ago...

It entered my life in friendly and funny ways. It was showing off its beauty... while flying in the sky... trying to get my attention more and more.

I looked up. I looked at it.

The Kite was indeed radiant.

It swept me off my feet.

But I never wanted to grab the Kite's string and play with it. 'Cause I was scared that it would hurt my hands and make them bleed.

So, I just enjoyed looking at its radiance whenever it came closer to me.

As far as I knew, the Kite itself wouldn't want to fall, either.

The Kite would rather have stayed in the sky.

It didn't want to tangle its string around any trees, or even around any hands on the earth.

'Cause the Kite had decided that the sky was the best place to fly around.

***

I'd never expected anything from the Kite 'cause I knew that doing so would only make me miserable.

Although I have to admit that doesn't mean I've stopped loving it.

But actually, it's so funny how I always tried so hard not to expect it to descend into my hands and tangle its string around them. Even, my brain kept telling me that the Kite never cared about me. I guess, I was just trying to protect myself... ...from getting hurt. 

So, I'd always tried to control myself—not to look too high, to where its beauty was.

Yet, sometimes I still looked.

And sometimes I chose not to.

There was one time, after I'd held myself back every single day for a long time --from looking up at it--. I ended up looking at it for a while because I missed it so much.

And the Kite came to me, too...

Funnier than ever, teasing me a lot, just like it used to do... ...years ago...

However, I knew the happiness couldn't last long.

The Kite must have returned to the sky—where its home was.

So, I stopped looking up at the sky.

I turned my eyes down and took a few steps back toward where my own home was, too.

After a while, it turned out the kite was coming back to where we were..

The kite was so angry.

Because I was no longer there.

I was scared.

It made me cry.

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--I've told you before...

I'd never expected anything from the Kite.

That's why I simply turned around and went home.

I never knew that the Kite would want to come back again while I was heading back to my own place.

---Maybe, if I had known it, I would have stayed there a little longer--- 

***

Then the Kite flew back into the sky, still angry.

It made me stop for a while because I felt so bad and I tried to find it. 

I looked up at the sky hoping it would come to me again.

But the Kite didn't want to see me anymore.

And that made me decide to give up.

---I wish.. I didn't give up---

So, I decided to leave and promised it not to come back anymore. 

 

Then, I carried on walking...

heading back, once again, to my own place,

with a lot of tears.

And I promised myself, too, to not look up at it anymore.

My face had been wet with enough tears just from looking up the Kite at the sky.

I don't know if I'd ever had the courage to hope that the Kite would tangle its string around my hands, I might have drowned in my own tears.

Anyway, I (still) love the Kite. But I love myself, too.

24/9

I just finished teaching half an hour ago. It's 10 p.m. now. I had three students today. I felt comforted by teaching them.  

These past 3 days, I've been seeing people sending or uploading videos about Saudi's National Day. My Indonesian friends who once studied with me in Riyadh, --both are male friends--, they got back to Saudi after we graduated, one is for work, the other is for study PhD. They sent some videos and pictures about the big day in Saudi in the whatsapp group. It just makes me miss Saudi even more. But, at the same time, I don't know, why it aches so much. You know when you see something, it usually reminds you of someone. Maybe, that's why. 

Anyway, life must go on. We don't know what's waiting for us in the future. But, we must believe, Allah will give us the best in our lives. He knows what is best for us. Life is not easy. Because, the reward is not in this world. 

Alright, I am already feeling tired. Good night...

  

My Story of Stunning North Sumatera ✨

It's been ages I didn't sit to move my fingers on the keyboard to write about a story hehe.. 

So here I am tonight, I am gonna share about wonderful and beautiful places in my province, North Sumatera, which I actually have been wanting to share them since November..

All right, deng deng dengggggg...

1. Tangke Tabuh 

We took around more than 2 hours from the school by a big bus to reach this place. Yes, I went to this place with my colleagues and my students as part of an outing class in November this year, so it was like two months ago and we went from Medan, the capital of North Sumatera.

This place is located in Berastagi, Kabupaten Karo, North Sumatera. It was drizzle when we arrived. It made the weather was nicely colder than usual. As well as, Berastagi is known as a town that colder that Medan. Many people deliberately come to this town as their "healing" or "a perfect escape place" from the hustle and bustle of everyday life.

I have attached a picture below. As you can see the entrance ticket is very affordable. It's only 5k rupiah for all ages and parking is free. 

This is the picture of the street in front of Tangke Tabuh. My phone camera was not capable of capturing the place well. But, I think there is no one will regret to come to this place. Since, the place and its surrounding are amazing and so is the weather. 

Yep, we can see many trees, leaves, or green views, and mountain panoramas along the way to get this place. Then, when we arrive at this Tangke Tabuh, we can get more than the beauty of nature. I felt like I didn't wanna go home. I wanted to sit at this place all day while drinking a cup of hot chocolate and watching the panorama endlessly. But, yeah, what I could do, we had a hundred of students to be taken care of 😂..

There are so many sitting areas at this place. So, you actually can enjoy this place in any kind of seats you like. 

I will tell you the most challenging part of our trip, it was when we entered the forest. We kinda had a forest trekking activity. We were divided into 4 groups. Each group consisted of one local guide, two teachers and twenty five students. So, my grup was the first group who went entering inside the forest. It was tense for me not gonna lie. But, as long as we remember Allah and be cautious while trekking the forest, it would be fine. 

So, yes, we walked into the forest for over one hour. The local guide explained many things to my students. But because I was guarding the back of the line, I didn't really know what they talking about, just my students told me that this leaf is poisonous, or don't touch that leaf because it will cause itchy if it hits the skin. They even tried eating a fruit. I guess, it's kind of berry fruit. I was even not brave enough to touch the fruit 😂

And then here it comes.. The most exciting part of the trekking. We had to slide down a steep, slippery, and muddy slope at the last part of the trekking. We were shock and surprised, we had no idea that we would face this kind of activity. So, there was a rope that we would hold to go down. But it turned out not long enough, we had to slide down with just our body. Can you imagine that?! 😵‍💫 Of course, some of my students started to panic. But, we didn't have any other choice. We. Had. To. Slide. Down. 

I took this picture from the bottom of the slope after I slid down. You can see a lot of my students waiting for their turn to deal with their fear 😬😁

This dirt was proof of our courage! 😆 If you were there with us, you would have some panics and laughters at the same time 😂 If you are not afraid of heights, this activity is so much fun! 😁  

2. Maulana Cafe 

All right, the second place I wanted to talk about is Maulana Cafe. This place is not like the name. It's just not a cafe. It's more than that. So, we went there just a week ago. We went without our students 😁 The owners of the school provide a family gathering for the teachers annually. So, this time, the trip went to this place and the teachers could have some fun together without thinking about work hehe.. 

It's different place with Tangke Tabuh but still one regency, which is Karo Regency. We went by a big bus too and it took more than 3 hours to reach this place. Yes, we travelled further. The weather was still nicely cold too. But, it was no rain when we were there. 

We spent two days and one night there. We rented 3 villas and one hall. It was such a complete villa. We had a small kitchen as well inside the villa. So, we cooked inside the villa, I mean, mostly my colleagues who cooked hehe.. We had a barbecue, grilling corn, chicken, and meatballs as well at the hall.

When we just arrived at this place, I was so fascinated by the scenery. It has a lake Toba view. Did you know lake Toba? Toba lake is one of the largest lakes in Southest Asia. I don't have any word but saying Masha Allah when watching the scenery. 

There are many kind of villas that you can choose to stay and a cafe of course, a swimming pool with a lake Toba background, and a glass brigde which is a bit scary hehe.. 

And there are many sitting areas as well and the surrounding views are stunning too. It is such a good place to reflect on our lives here 😂 or clear the mind. Maybe you need a place to escape for a while from the exhaustion of life, this place is definitely the right place to do that 😁✌🏻 

I still have many good pictures actually but I can't really share 🤪 since I am a writer not a model or a celebgram 😂 and I honestly can't give you the information of the price of staying here or the entrance ticket. Since everything was paid by the owners of the school hehe thanks to them! 🧡 May Allah always ease everything for them 🤲🏻

Well, I think that's all. I frankly didn't see any international tourists when I went to these two places. I know Medan or North Sumatera is not as famous as Bali, Bandung, or Bogor in the eye of the world. But, that's all right. Indonesia is very big. I my self even haven't explored many stunning and beautiful places in my own country. So, my last words, I hope you enjoy this writing of mine! 🥰


Hold on, before I really wrap up this piece of writing, I am gonna show you some pictures of the place. I know, I'm such a kind-hearted person 🤣🥰

Bye-bye, see you in the next writing! 

Typical Mom Every Time The Kids Craving This Food

I wanted to cook some instant noodles tonight. But my mom snapped at me 😭 

"Look at our neighbour, she got an operation because of that!"  

I whined, "When was the last time I had it?" (It means, I've forgotten about it, since it's been so long)

"STOP EATING IT! Don't eat it anymore!" Mom said firmly 🤨

I was upset and went back to my room 🙂‍↔️

Then, all of a sudden, I remembered the last time I ate it! 🤣🤣🤣

It was 11 days ago when I was in the trip of outing class from my school work 😂

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The cold weather and calming moment and having hot noodles are the perfect match there! 👀

But, my mom doesn't know about this 🤫🙏🙏🙏🙏

Don't rat me on her!

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Rain is A Mercy from Allah 🌧️

It's been raining for the past four days. I don't think I've seen the sunlight since. It's such a good weather actually, cold and windy. But, it's gotten out of hand now. 

This morning with the swift drizzle, I went to work and when I reached the street that has a river beside it. I saw the river has risen to ground level, made me terrified. The funny thing, I just realized that was a river just recently. 

Since yesterday night, one by one I've heard houses hit by the flood. My relatives', my colleague's, my students', my friends'. Everyone's status on Whatsapp is about the flood. The flood has spread to many places in my city. 

We couldn't study as usual today. More than 50% of the students didn't come. But alhamdullillah, we still were able to do the morning routines ; reading Quran and praying sholatu Dhuha. 

We stayed in the mosque until lunch break. After having lunch together, finally the owner of the school allowed the students to come home. But, there were my students who were difficult to come home since the house has hit by the flood or the roads were blocked due to the flood. But, Alhamdulillah, biidznillah, we helped each other to make them home. 

For the first time, I was terrified to come home but I really wanted to come home. Because, I heard many streets have been blocked and not able to pass through. But, yeah we helped each other to make us home. So, one of my colleagues led us to pass through the streets which were safe.

And.. when we were passing through the bridge, I looked at my left side, I saw there the river has overflowed. It broke my heart 💔 I sobbed immediately. 

That river, on that bridge, that I usually love to see. I always make a glimpse to look at it. I always imagine that I sit on the bank of the river, must be so calming and relieving. But, today, the river was like getting angry. It flowed very rapidly and terrified me. 💔

Many people were on the streets, police, rescue teams, there were even a lot of people who were begging. The situation was sadly horrible.  

But, Alhamdulilah, the thing that I was terrified of, it didn't happen. The streets which I was passing through were safe. My colleagues were so worried since my house is the farthest. But, ya Allah, Alhamdulillah I was safe coming home. 

I've got used to get wet on the streets when it's raining heavily. I think, all Indonesian motorcycle riders have. But we still are human beings. This nature belongs to Allah. Allah who orders it to do anything. Our duty is to humble ourselves before Allah, to repent for our sins and beg to Him for safety and anything in our lives. 

May Allah always protect us, our families, friends, teachers, relatives, and neighbors 🤲

😊 الحمدلله على كل حال

Hooooo....

Finally, all the work is done. This month has been amazingly wonderful --so many things have happened. 

I had a lot of things to do at work, a lot of struggles, a lot of tears, a lot of pain, but the good thing is I can smile with a sigh of relief for it all now. 

What I'm truly grateful is... 
I've gained valuable lessons from all that have happened this month. That's priceless. I will not find those lessons in any school. I found them in the school of life. Exactly, yeah.

Because an achievement is not always when we win a prize. But, also when we become a better person. 

So, my future achievements, I want to be stronger and more patient. For now, thank you to my self, 

O, my self..

I know, you complained. You wondered. You wanted to give up. You hurt. 

However, you kept going and facing all those. You didn't run away. You tried so hard to be strong.

--🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸--

May Allah always guide my life on the right path.

I will give my back a pat, --many times and always calm it down softly. 

I am not alone in this world because my Creator is always with me.  

--✨✨✨✨✨--

Pain is The Cure

Sometimes, we find ourselves back after a huge accident or a great lose;whether we lose our job, our best friends, our family, or even someone we love very much. 

Sometimes, we know our selves better after we go far away from home, or from where we belonged to. 

It's okay if we ever lost ourselves. Our world doesn't end when we are dealing with something painful. It's not also God is turning His back on us.

I know, it is hard to "accept".

Why does this thing happen to me? 

Why do I have to bear this problem. 

How long will I be like this?

We must ever wonder like that. But, we must learn to "accept" the bad taqdeer/destiny as well, not only we accept the good ones. 

We will not learn anything if we are not in pain. We will be stupid if we never learn. We will be happy and our eyes will be brighter after we have accepted and learned the pain that has happened in our beautiful life.  

I hope this picture will entertain your eyes... 💚💚💚💚