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My Best Friend is Pregnant

Posted on: May 27, 2009

Sebetulnya, udah ada banyak banget temen-temen jaman sekolah yang udah married dan punya anak. Waktu reuni SMP aja ada lho yang dateng sambil gendong anak! Waktu gue dkk lagi asyik ngomongin soal skripsi, eh… dia malah ngomongin soal proses induksi waktu mau melahirkan anaknya! Tapi soal mereka udah punya anak, gue nggak terlalu excited. Mungkin karena dulu enggak gitu akrab kali ya…

TAPI, waktu tau sahabat gue dari jamannya masih ingusan lagi hamil tiga bulan, jujur gue ngerasa ada suatu perasaan yang berbeda. My partner in doing stupid things… seorang teman yang gue anggap imut, polos, masih naif dsb… sebentar lagi mau jadi ibu!

Besides… well… pregnancy comes from a long progress right? Jadi rasanya aneh aja waktu tau sahabat gue yang polos itu sudah melewati proses yang panjang itu, hehe…

Padahal sebenernya sejak dikabarin dia mau married ya gue juga udah tau setelah married abis itu hamil. Tapi tetep aja… rasanya pengen senyum-senyum sendiri kalo inget dia yang dulu nggak suka kecentilan ngegebet cowok – kayak gue di masa SMA, hehe – akhirnya malah married duluan dan udah mau punya bayi!

So… congrats buat calon Mami. Dijaga kandungannya baik-baik. Dikasih pantangan sama dokter ya sabar-sabarin aja. Dan… well… kalo anak kamu lahir aku dipanggil tante dong ya? Hihihihi… tante Riffa… gimana kedengarannya? Cocok nggak? Hehe… I wish all the best for you and your baby:)


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Life took me to many unimaginable people. The super kind, the selfless, the brave men, and of course, the mean and rude people, cheaters, liars, hypocrites, extremely arrogant, and all other qualities that got me thinking, “I never thought such people like these do exist!”
But I’ve also come to learn that sometimes, there is a bright side of the darkest people I know. They’re not always good, but they’re not always bad either.
At the end of the day, it helps me to define the people I can bear and the people I can’t stand. And most importantly, it helps me to decide the person I would like to become. I’m not a funny person. I’m not good at mingle with random people. I’m fierce, I’m a straight-talker, I get annoyed easily, and I have this resting b face that makes me look angry all the times. I’m not that kind of person whom people would miss when I’m not around.
But you know what?
I’m okay with all that flaws I have in me. Nobody is perfect, and neither am I. At the same time; everyone on earth is special, and so am I.
I know my worth. I know what I’m very good at. I know what I want and I work hard to make it happen. I’m a go getter and I fight my battles. I’m not an angel, but I’m not a devil either.
I was born to be the very best of myself, and just because I don’t always have what others have, it doens’t make me less as a person inside out. I’m whole just the way I am, and I’m beyond grateful of all that. I know that my career has been a bit of trouble for my personal life. I admit that it feels like a loss to me sometimes, but you know what? I don’t feel sorry about all that, not a even just a little bit.
My career has given me a comfort bed to sleep, taken me to the places I’ve never seen, brought me to the incredible people who end up as my best friends, and most importantly, it has really made my parents proud. I can sleep tight at night knowing that at least, I can support my parents after their retirements.
The way I see it, there’s nothing bad about all that, so why should anybody in my position feel sorry and less proud about their own hard works?
Don’t let anybody make you feel less than who you are. Make yourself and your loved ones proud, and for me, the rest doesn’t matter at all.
Be great, women! Whatever you choose to do for your own life, be great at it and don’t feel sorry for anything good in your life! Happy International Women’s day and stay awesome!

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