Surprise!!!

I got a message at my cellphone from Aswin, my ex coworker at the previous company that I worked for, "Why don't you reply my message at YM? They placed me at CM 1, no internet there you know!!!" (=He went online with struggle)
Ha ha, another victim of the proxy that make me looked online after I already sign out and exit from YM.

I said sorry, bla bla bla, and then he told me, "You got annual bonus, if you don't want it, I'll also take yours for myself ha ha!" What? Bonus? What a surprise. Let alone its amount, the fact that they still remember me kind of touch me, hu hu.

It reminds me of a similar situation, it was when Sofi, a finance staff of my other previous company called me two months after I resigned, "Are you keeping your old BCA account?" - "Yes, why?" - "We're gonna transfer Rp xxx into your account. It's the reward for your article." Ho ho, what a surprise... though arose a wicked thought: "that article I wrote at the stone age?" hu hu hu, sorry, I really95x appreciated that kok. Like my wise ams said against mbak Meja: It's not all about the money.

Poor Ams

Poor poor ams... left by his uncaring spouse, must live alone in the deserted dusty city. Stay at home alone. Do all the household activities by himself. Cleaning, laundering, cooking (instant noodle only)... and also keeping things safe from mice attack.

Last night he said he must attend an important meeting with some ministry officials. Hurriedly I said, "don't be too lazy not ironing your clothes!!" Haa! I know exactly he doesn't like that activity and he doesn't mind wearing wrinkled clothes. He just laughed, right away I was sure he won't iron his clothes.

Today I got a short message from him. "So embarassed, eat at Sari Kuring and I got a hole at my toe" Ha ha ha ha.

If only I was there, live with him... :(( But what's the point? He'll still wear the same sock!! Ha ha... I won't care about what sock he wears :D:D:D.
Yes I am, I'm an uncaring wife.

Last Posting

This is the last posting I submit from my current office. Because next week, I'm not gonna be here anymore.
Oh, good bye all.
I'm sorry.
Thank you.

No regret, no more anger.
Let me walk away from here with a wide smile.

More About Cat

First time I came to the factory, there was something that tickled my mind: cats inside the factory. Seems that nobody cares seeing cats running around the coils and the machines when I think that they are creepy things I don't want to get near them at all :D. Or maybe some factory staffs have already tried to chase them away but they were getting tired because the cats keep coming back, oh cat... oh cat!
I talked about this cat phenomenon to my friends. I said, "no wonder people say cat has seven souls. I mean, they don't wear safety shoes, helmet, or this thick and heavy clothes, arrrgh....! And what are they looking for here? Foot? Are they gonna eat steel and flux?"

But this morning.... Oh I don't know how am I supposed to feel... but I really want to tell the cat, "I told you!!!" Hwa hwa, okay okay.. I should feel sorry for the cat.... One of its feet is limp. Poor poor cat, it maybe struck by a piece of steel. From what I saw, I'm sure the limp foot has no bones anymore :((. But why is it still running around the coils? How can I tell the cat that it's a very dangerous place? Oh, I wish I knew cat language :|.

Dementor

What do you call someone who suck out all positive things from you, your happiness, hope, dream in each of his presence... Every time he's around you, you'll feel nothing but numb....
A Dementor?

So, what my patronus will be? Ams said, it must be in a form of wild grass, hooo, ilalang?
I think the best form of my patronus is... myself :|.

Mysterious Dog

Sunday morning, while ams and I were working at our backyard I heard some women screamed. "Look! Look! The dog eat a cat."

... 5 minutes earlier.
"Uff! uff!" *a dog, barking*
"Ams... your friend's calling you" *me, smirking*
"Meow! meow!" *a cat, meowing*
"They must be fighting, hihi, it must be funny, oh oh reminds me of cat-and-dog" *me, thinking*
I looked over my fence and I saw a white-light brown dog. I don't like dog but I thought that time, "hmm, pretty cute dog". The owner must've just brought it here for I've never seen it before.

... back to the screaming.
Oh, terrible terrible... I wanted to see the horrible sight but I din't have a heart to :((.
A woman said, "The cat is already dead before the dog eat it. I'm sure of it". I wanted to yell, "No!!!!!!!! I heard its meow before. I didn't think that was a scream for a help, an SOS signal. Huuu, wished I know cat language or dog language". Poor poor cat, I'm sorry I didn't save you at the first place. Oh the spirit of mother cat, you won't be lonely anymore, here comes a new spirit of cat :((. Readers, read this post to know who mother cat is.

And who is the owner of the dog? Why didn't you show up? How awful! I bet you hide inside your house, grinning and thought, "let the dog take care of its problem."
Mind you, it's just an animal! Eating a cat is its instinct. It's you who supposed to give it a collar, not let it out until you're sure it won't bite people and their pet.

... the night after.
I heard howl of a dog, so near, and other dog, rather far. One after another. In my drowsiness I was convinced the one I heard very near was not a dog, but a wolf. And it ran in front of our house. Suddenly it became so quiet, horribly quiet. I was so afraid, hu hu. I had a feeling that this time I was the cat, I was its victim. Hu hu... I woke up and made sure ams was by my side. My foot seek his and touched its skin. I always do it in my childhood, when I was awake in the middle of the night and I was scared, I would sleep next to one of my sisters and made sure I touched their skin, even it was just my foot thumb that touched their skin :P. By doing that, I won't feel lonely anymore. I will feel secured.
Well, when I was sure that the dog has already ran into another area I felt relieved. Strangely, the quietness ended, in fact, it became unordinarily noisy with the sound of frogs and crickets and other night creatures, as if they're celebrating the moment that the demon has already gone.

Dear neighbors,

It's true that we don't stay at home so much. It's true that we're such a bad neighbor, we don't give enough effort to mingle with you. Looks like we love the companies too much 'til you can't meet us in the daylight. "But where are you on Saturday and Monday?", some of you ever asked me that question and I already told you, :"> I'm sleeping while ams's working. Hi95x.
We're sorry for being so anti-social. Still, that doesn't mean that you have to be so mean to us... Hu hu hu.

That banana tree grew in your backyard but the leaves and the fruits are over our backyard. It was no problem with us to clean up its drying leaves that turned into a monster at night, waving its hands and rustling when the wind blew, disguising a man inside its shadow, hiiiii... But we didn't have any intention to clean up the fruits as well. We were glad that you picked them. But why oh why did you leave the remains of your tree at our backyard? You think it's a garbage dump?

And we know that our fence is covered with ilalang. We've tried as best as we could to conquer the mighty ilalang but there hasn't been any significant result. We know it doesn't look nice. But why oh why you spoiled the view even more? Again, you think our fence-side is a garbage dump? Once, you leaved some coconut stalks there, and now you dump some dirt. WT*?

Now, for you... neighbors who don't have banana trees at your yard. It's fine for you to get some banana leaves from our backyard when you need to make lontong, arem-arem, pepes, etc, but please bring the stem along with the leave or else you should put the stem at some proper place, either our garbage dump or yours or other neighbors' if they don't mind.

And then, for you... who have childrens. We know we have some mural at our walls. Cute, ain't it? Po, Tingky-Wingky, Dipsy, Lala... they remind us of our joyful childhood. But, let us tell you here... our home is not a playground. Oh, don't blame us for having that mural. You know it's not us who painted it. Hey, don't get us wrong, we like children a lot, especially children who don't throw away some litters at our front yard.
Okay okay... your children can play there. Your chicken and cats can play there, eat there, and do anything animals do, although it's so noisy when the cats do that thing... What??!!? It's fighting! :P
For you who have the cats... Please do notice if one of your cat is missing. It's probably dead in our backyard :((. It's enough to use it as a playground, don't make it a resting place too. Oh, cat spirit... don't haunt us, don't you know that it is ams who bury you? We don't want to adopt your child as ours, so we leave your child outside, hoping somebody would take it, sorry... :((.

Last but not least, our frontyard is not a place for gossiping, especially about your own neighbor, more specifically about a neighbor who want to sleep peacefully in the weekend, a neighbor who owns the frontyard. What? Sure it's me!!

We're completely aware that this place is not ours, we only rent it. But we think, it won't hurt you if you give us a little more respect and privacy.

Thank you.