Dari kemaren udah planning mau bikin nasi goreng buat sahur, pake potongan wortel, telor, brokoli n kornet.. udah kebayang tuh enaknya.. hehe.. soalnya udah cukup berpengalaman kok kalo masalah bikin nasi goreng.. So, last night I prepared everything, jadi saur tinggal dimasak aja.. iris2 bawang, potong2 dadu wortelnya.. Alarm pun berbunyi pada pukul 3.. sbnrnya masih ngantuk, biasanya bangun jam setengah 4, cuman semalem me n uda sepakat bangun jam 3 supaya bisa tidur lebih lama lagi abis saur..

mulai lah aktivitas memasak, mengeluarkan bahan2 dari kulkas, ngambil nasi, kecap n saos.. pertama goreng nugget dulu. terus baru deh tumis bawang sama sambel cabe yg dah jadi (stok dari mertua).. setelah beberapa menit, bingung juga nih dah mateng apa belom cabenya, soalnya kalo belom mateng suka pedes…. bawangnya juga dah ga keliatan warnanya berhubung udah tercampur jadi merah bersama cabenya.. kalo dicium sih wanginya dah keluar.. bentar lagi kali ya.. nanya deh ma uda,’ da dah wangi belom?’ agak teriak dikit soalnya uda lagi nonton tv di ruang tengah..uda malah balik nanya ‘apanya yg wangi?’ baru aja jwb ‘ya cabenya’. eh kok udah berubah warna jadi coklat tua.. hiiks.. spontan matiin apinya.. n teriak ‘yaaa.. gosong’..  uda lgsg dateng deh ke dapur..’kenapa?’ terus menurut uda itu belum masuk kategori gosong, ampir kali ya..’apinya kegedean, udah terusin aja, ga pa2 kok, belum gosong’…setengah ga yakin ‘bener nih? ntar pait lagi’..’iya, ga pa2 kok’.. lanjutlah masukin nasi, telor, n kornet.. kasih garem, kecap, gula, saos.. ampir selese baru liat tupperware yg berisi wortel..’yah wortelnya lupa da, masukin sekarang aja ya?’ ‘ ngga usah deh, ntar ga mateng’..

ya sudahlah.. hilang sudah bayangan nasi goreng yang nikmat n enak.. tapi masih bisa dimakan kok.. cuman abis makan itu.. uda komentar ‘kalo sendawa bau bawang agak gosong nih’ hehe.. aku sih cengengesen aja, ‘uda makan mangganya dikit sih’ .. hihi..

emang ga jago kalo masak pake sambel cabe dari mertua itu.. biasanya cuman pake cabe merah dirisi2 aja.. ~ngeles..

hehe.. I forgotten I have this blog.. well, never even exposed it to anyone.. Let see, whats new ..

First good news is I am going to have a baby.. yup, I am pregnant. Two months. so it means seven more months I am going to be a mother.. The feeling is..very mixed up, blended.. excited, but also worried.. it’s natural I guess.. so lets just enjoy ^_^

the first week late of my periode, I use a test pack and it came out negative. The second week, I use it again, but still it was negative. And it was the third week that came out positive.. I was already thinking maybe its just a late periode..

The first thing I did after saying “Alhamdulillah” was giving a kiss to my sleeping husband.. He woke up, and I let him see the test pack.. he asked “positif?” and I just smiled and nodded..

I am now a programmer staff at Pusat Data & Informasi FE UI. Officially since the 1st of March, so its my 5th day

I had a pleasant suprise yesterday.. My husband had a long vacation due to the flood happened in jakarta started from the second of february.. So the day before yesterday, I asked him to pick me up.. I got angry because he didn’t picked me up.. I mean he had nothing to do all day, why couldn’t he picked me up. When we were dating, he was very loyal and always try to picked me up.. so I guess maybe this kinds of things change, people always says that things would change after the marriage.. I got upset, and hardly say a word to him.. but then I got tired of getting upset so I try to let go of my anger this time… the next day when I got out of my office, waiting for S11 (public transportation) suddenly he showed up.. And I was more than happy to see him.. I smiled all the way home…
I said ‘thank you’ with a big smile, and he said ‘ya, I don’t want to see you getting upset anymore.. your face surely change when you get upset..’
At night when we were going to bed I said thank you again and he said ‘if I didn’t picked you up that doesn’t mean I don’t love you..I love you’ and he hugged me.. and I whisper ‘I love you too..’ and the rest of the story is too private to share to the the world ^_^

A friend asked me this question ‘Are you happy?’ At that time I instantly answer ‘Sure, I’m happy..’ well, I just get married, aren’t I suppose to be happy?
Now..I found myself asking the same question ‘Am I happy?’
I don’t know.. why am I asking that question to myself.. I mean, if I’m really happy I think I would never have to question about it.. or is it naturall to question about it at some times of your life..I have lot of reason to be happy.. and I can’t find one reason why I shouldn’t be happy..Still..that question bothers me.. Am I happy?
What is really the meaning of happiness…

new year? new life? new job?