tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63900965021412571772024-03-14T15:49:46.606+07:00resolved to dream.To be read in the morning, directly after you wakeAnangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-1789358015909471732021-09-30T20:33:00.002+07:002021-09-30T20:33:25.741+07:00Gebrochener Kompass<p><span style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilIBKndCuh2qd6XgaCeQ-7Ysk5WwFRtr-ciVdrAZPfzqNx85vMTs2cWWcPxA1Tz4hMmZuHjVGci3fguaBw6s855hQEZeDvB2jRZ5R6QhxLUKfggNqyzZe0MIZV3U-KL9wd9bcfm_cMsuM/s1186/Screen+Shot+2020-11-05+at+14.38.27.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1070" data-original-width="1186" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilIBKndCuh2qd6XgaCeQ-7Ysk5WwFRtr-ciVdrAZPfzqNx85vMTs2cWWcPxA1Tz4hMmZuHjVGci3fguaBw6s855hQEZeDvB2jRZ5R6QhxLUKfggNqyzZe0MIZV3U-KL9wd9bcfm_cMsuM/s320/Screen+Shot+2020-11-05+at+14.38.27.png" width="320" /></span></a></div><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: inherit;">Well we set sail on a bad note</span></div><div style="font-family: inherit; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: inherit;">cause we felt the feelings of I hope you choke and</span></div><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">we know what it's like to be left alone</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">hard to find a future that is so unknown</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Smile to forget this problem</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">hold on to the ones your love</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">stand up to the things we run from</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">don't hold me and do it just because...</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #666666;"><br /></span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Well we set sail today</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">with no direction</span></div></span><span style="background-color: white; box-sizing: border-box; color: #666666; font-family: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">we'll find our way</span></div></span><p></p>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-71912608331166768272020-06-15T12:51:00.001+07:002020-06-15T12:52:59.437+07:00Heal<div style="text-align: left;"> <span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/x3OsNywxxV8" width="480"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Let's take a moment and actually realize how many people are fighting for their lives</div><div style="text-align: center;">If you're sad, just know things will eventually get better</div><div style="text-align: center;">If not now, then it will later..<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Time is everything</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Minute by minute, it's gonna be okay, spare a little hope, don't give up so quick</div><div style="text-align: center;">As of now, it seems as life isn't fair right?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">It will eventually become fair</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Keep a smile, in case no one has told you, wether it be a little while, a long while..</div><div style="text-align: center;">Or if it was just yesterday</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't be too quick to give up on something that doesn't work out</div><div style="text-align: center;">Try harder or just simply move on with your life</div><div style="text-align: center;">Don't let anyone hold you back and be a burden on you</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Stay strong, stay healthy, and stay safe</div>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-49336645350413334382020-05-31T14:26:00.002+07:002020-05-31T14:27:16.575+07:00tumeur<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgHF34KzL2YTf-PIsUFcIduh1yvwJHgn_hLX0-Qx8WOd81Xjxn04dMH96esDsVWy3iXsJOcRITZR1qOr8PxH_rbvS9saMu309_lmqYD4WKGtm6ropT8kIKPmT_-UNwcm7Unln94B3hGMw/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="750" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgHF34KzL2YTf-PIsUFcIduh1yvwJHgn_hLX0-Qx8WOd81Xjxn04dMH96esDsVWy3iXsJOcRITZR1qOr8PxH_rbvS9saMu309_lmqYD4WKGtm6ropT8kIKPmT_-UNwcm7Unln94B3hGMw/s320/IMG_1731.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nasal congestion</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Snot that doesn't stop flowing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Frequent nosebleeds</div><span><a name='more'></a></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And what upsets me the most is that it makes me hard to breathe normally </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">and my sense of smell is reduced</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Yesterday, I went to the ENT Doctor,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">All I had in mind was..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Do I need surgery?"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The doctor said to me,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"There is a benign tumor inside your nose and must be removed immediately"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">huh..</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I hope this passes quickly</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-67669377218695029702020-05-28T13:03:00.002+07:002020-05-28T13:03:01.118+07:00Zurückspulen<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwoZBXH777kL-6_WafpZHu2NwiezMT3u9vGzENK4aSYg13KwmrjONPDj-_8RNlgPSVkmijlX51JlX-KwmBy_iulHXiDUMoYts0_-9oQCQrPvTjf_u20ZxQK5McEmpCfDhU0PiWyERepak/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwoZBXH777kL-6_WafpZHu2NwiezMT3u9vGzENK4aSYg13KwmrjONPDj-_8RNlgPSVkmijlX51JlX-KwmBy_iulHXiDUMoYts0_-9oQCQrPvTjf_u20ZxQK5McEmpCfDhU0PiWyERepak/s320/IMG_1549.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Can be either the greatest moment or the saddest.<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I thought it would be the greatest, but looking back I would give up everything just for one day back in college. Crushes, unfairness, homework, love, friends, idiot lecturers, lunch, all that stuff.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I miss it all.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I find it strange to be looking back right now on this, but I guess the saying they say is true.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"You never knew how much fun being a kid really was until you're older"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-63232897143963078752020-05-24T02:03:00.004+07:002020-05-24T21:29:16.070+07:00Eid al-Fitr<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe2FketUssVa6N-l6Hz_AWUEiNYSlRp0DzwLiBI1poWBEmh5446hS005RrvIJt_dIcUcduLoMoUZPyt_9FLAUSG2XeAljVAJc0IU4tTW560WOiQ6SfU8pjy09bgT_KziSfiOLx1U0n5e8/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe2FketUssVa6N-l6Hz_AWUEiNYSlRp0DzwLiBI1poWBEmh5446hS005RrvIJt_dIcUcduLoMoUZPyt_9FLAUSG2XeAljVAJc0IU4tTW560WOiQ6SfU8pjy09bgT_KziSfiOLx1U0n5e8/s320/IMG_1607.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">May Allah bless you in order that you will always be </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">in good health and happiness.<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Furthermore, I beg apologize for all mistakes which</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> I might have made against you.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I sincerely wish you a Happy Eid al-Fitr 1441 H</div>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-26674771288592498742020-05-22T01:05:00.003+07:002020-05-22T01:07:43.206+07:00Seek Discomfort<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UVXDsAamCPNiTLp5IJgbC3MreNXc6bacN8hWEf-cmRWpiRfzPRVmcFG_mF_lTEYBYAwwVh_eazsVFJLvlGYvuCvo-7XLuHZZ76C0YEnUhaEzqGitJIhRlODfngqf8U-j0pI-OlNp7AY/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9UVXDsAamCPNiTLp5IJgbC3MreNXc6bacN8hWEf-cmRWpiRfzPRVmcFG_mF_lTEYBYAwwVh_eazsVFJLvlGYvuCvo-7XLuHZZ76C0YEnUhaEzqGitJIhRlODfngqf8U-j0pI-OlNp7AY/s320/IMG_1582.JPG" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">If you're not helping to make it right,</div><div style="text-align: center;">then stop complaining about it being wrong..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">I'm honestly so sick and tired of having to take the blame for everything.<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><font size="1">(Yep.. that's me a long time ago)</font></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Move out and seek discomfort</div><div style="text-align: center;">You need to step out of your zone in order to become stronger and grow..</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Because life begins at the end of your comfort zone</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-23852879924462861202020-05-20T08:00:00.002+07:002020-05-22T01:08:48.312+07:00Deep Secret<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/jZqf23roErA" width="320" youtube-src-id="jZqf23roErA"></iframe></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The deep blue sea has many secrets inside it.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Instead of just seeing the reflections, dive into the sea to pursue those secrets.<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Like sea, we humans also have many secrets.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Unless you don't dive into your parents, friends, colleagues, or anyone's soul, till then you can't pursue their secrets and can't judge them on their reflections.</div>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-45391060515198034892020-05-18T21:59:00.001+07:002020-05-22T01:09:01.553+07:00La Pandémie<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JDB43VI6B7r7KKB1TvZzHNxa4OL2JQUX-zVkrWuPPy_3cSDH1LbSp0797IAXCOtWdMw1LGSUTV0OowvRuTeEAWZeQ1ngoonrZOqQR3d1iPwc0u6gz8o-7QctN_fpeqhPLBKICQe6tsI/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2462" data-original-width="2462" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4JDB43VI6B7r7KKB1TvZzHNxa4OL2JQUX-zVkrWuPPy_3cSDH1LbSp0797IAXCOtWdMw1LGSUTV0OowvRuTeEAWZeQ1ngoonrZOqQR3d1iPwc0u6gz8o-7QctN_fpeqhPLBKICQe6tsI/s320/IMG_8122.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">"Covid-19 will reshape our world. We don't yet know when the crisis will end. But we can be sure that by the time it does, our world will look very different."<span><a name='more'></a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">- Joseph Borrell</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">While we are panicking about this pandemic, mother earth is healing.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Stay safe & stay healthy.</div>Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-29241591304651502532015-05-12T19:33:00.004+07:002020-05-22T01:09:13.183+07:00Walked Away, Never Look Back<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN54hPOZ6xm4CbfEFXfq5lrmW7zjM_hpSVsCUZPfNWHgbxuDLXMbR98RrTr2YkhIdPwl_9WCRIDm5SXvWIS5EEydHC5FzY-mf9raNv8rOyU8Oo3bYpxmVuS1gBh7TSVKgo12udEx7UGpQ/" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="640" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN54hPOZ6xm4CbfEFXfq5lrmW7zjM_hpSVsCUZPfNWHgbxuDLXMbR98RrTr2YkhIdPwl_9WCRIDm5SXvWIS5EEydHC5FzY-mf9raNv8rOyU8Oo3bYpxmVuS1gBh7TSVKgo12udEx7UGpQ/s320/IMG_1530.JPG" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>
<div style="text-align: center;">When people say the phrase is falling in love,</div>
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it makes me wanna tie my shoelace together</div>
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to have a chance at it.<span><a name='more'></a></span></div>
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The only time you should ever look back</div>
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is to see how far you've come.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>
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I walked away hoping I had the strength to never look back.</div>
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But every step I took, it was another step away from</div>
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my heart.</div>
Anangga Gunawanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00644555972990623092noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6390096502141257177.post-60605341506686143882013-09-09T17:54:00.000+07:002013-09-09T17:54:01.203+07:00Papa<b><span style="color: red;">08 Agustus 2013</span></b><br />
Lebaraaaaan! Sholat Ied bareng keluarga, papa mama kakak. tapi sayang, kita dapat kabar buruk. salahsatu sodara ada yang meninggal di daerah Pamulang, fix banget kita kesana. Abis doa-doa, lanjut jalan ke masjid untuk sholat jenazah. Gue sholat sebelahan sama papa sembari ngeliat anggota keluarga yang ditinggalkan pidato. Tiba-tiba gue kepikiran...<br />
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"Apa rasanya ya kalo gue yang ada disana pidato?"<br />
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entah kenapa gue berpikiran kaya gitu. Lanjut, kita ke Bintaro. ke rumah keluarga, disana kumpul-kumpul sambil makan Soto Banjar! sadis enak banget! Waktu udah sore, kita semua pulang. Mampir ke rumah Bude buat main dulu, baru balik ke rumah. Seperti biasa, gue main laptop sampe rumah, udah ngantuk banget sih, tapi rasanya kaya ga pengen tidur. Waktu menunjukkan jam 11, papa masuk ke kamar nanyain gue,<br />
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"Dek, mylanta dimana ya? Papa kembung nih"<br />
"Ada dibawah Pa"<br />
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selang beberapa menit kemudian, papa mulai sesek nafas. minta dianter ke RSPI aja biar lebih enak. selama di UGD, papa di monitor jantungnya karena emang punya sejarah jantung jadi di cek buat jaga-jaga. akhirnya gue balik buat ambilin baju Papa karena Papa keringetan mulu. Udah di jalan, tiba-tiba mama nelfon...<br />
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"Dek, papa dirawat, tadi monitoring pertama jantung papa ga stabil, monitoring kedua udah stabil. buat jaga-jaga, papa dirawat di ICCU buat di monitor terus"<br />
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Malam pertama...<br />
Gue dan Mama nginep bareng di ICCU..<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>10 Agustus 2013</b></span><br />
Hari itu hari Sabtu, papa mau di cek apa aja yang tersumbat jantungnya. Ada kemungkinan papa akan di ring hari itu juga. Yang nanganin papa itu Dr. Santoso alias papanya Gerry. Proses berjalan lancar diiringi lagu tenang selama kateter. beberapa menit kemudian, gue, kakak, dan mama dipanggil, ternyata papa punya sumbatan ada 5. Dokter juga bilang, lebih baik papa di bypass karena papa masih dalam kondisi sehat, gaada penyakit lain. Kita semua setuju, papa juga setuju bypass yang akan dilakukan hari Selasa<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>13 Agustus 2013</b></span><br />
The Day, dari pagi gue udah ke ruangan papa di ICCU. gue ngobrol banyak sama papa, papa juga dapet voice note dari Hafid, adeknya Ninda. gue juga udah semangatin papa, pasti papa bisa lewatin ini dengan mudah. papa juga percaya diri karena Dokter bedahnya orang Minang yang berarti jago dalam menjahit. sekitar jam 3 kurang, gue, kakak, mama, Ninda, dan Cinta berdoa bersama bareng papa juga. baru papa dibawa ke ruang ICU. dijalan menuju ICU, tiba-tiba Mama lari dengan air mata yang mengucur deras, gue nenangin mama, pasti papa bisa.<br />
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sekitar jam 21.30, papa selesai dioperasi. kita dapat kabar, papa sukses di operasi tanpa hambatan apapun. alhamdulillah lancar. :)<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>14 Agustus 2013</b></span><br />
Hari ini gue ketemu papa, udah mulai ngoceh sedikit, minta makan, dan batuk-batuk. papa gamau lama-lama di ICU, jadi udah direncanakan besok papa masuk ke kamar biasa dan melakukan masa pemulihan selama 10 hari.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>15 Agustus 2013</b></span><br />
Papa pindah ke kamar baru, papa ngomongnya masih ngelantur. efek obat biusnya masih ada, beberapa hari pertama di kamar, papa masih suka ngelantur, kadang minta pipis ke kamar mandi padahal papa dipasangin selang buat pipis. ngidam banyak makanan mulu. kasian papa, selama ini papa gabisa tidur tenang. malem-malem tiba-tiba papa minta kakak siapin ambulance untuk pulang, biar kalo naik tangga bisa ditanganin sama yang udah profesional. kita dengan tenang bilang ke papa,<br />
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"Nanti pas papa udah pulang, naik Inova aja. kan Papa udah sehat nanti"<br />
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makin mendekati hari terakhir di rumah sakit, papa mulai makin ngaco. ternyata setelah dilakukan Citi Scan, papa mengidap light stroke. 1/3 otak kanan belakang papa kesumbat. Neurolog menyarankan papa untuk minum pengencer darah agar nanti ngelotok sendiri.<br />
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Papa pertama ngotot kita lagi ada di Cengkareng, tiba-tiba di PIM, terus ITC Permata Hijau. selama ini papa Mis-Orientasi. akhirnya kita kasih obat penenang, tapi malah makin jadi....<br />
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lama-lama papa makin membaik, udah bisa jalan meskipun miring-miring.<br />
papa akhirnya keluar dari rumah sakit, papa udah tau sekarang kalo kita beneran ada di RSPI. sore harinya kita hadir di acara siraman sodara. papa ngotot pengen ikut, setelah darisana, kita pulang karena besok hari pernikahannya di Shangrila.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>xx Agustus 2013</b></span><br />
Gue pagi ini kuliah, baru sore jalan ke Shangrila sama Ninda. Papa selama disana paling heboh, mau kesana mau kesini meskipun pake kursi roda. Acara mulai di malam hari, dipertengahan acara, papa sakit perut dan agak pusing. akhirnya papa istirahat di kamar hotel. besoknya kita sarapan bareng dan pulang menuju Electronic City. Papa selama di RSPI selalu berhalusinasi untuk beli TV, dan akhirnya papa beneran beli TV.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>1 September 2013</b></span><br />
September Ceria (kata mama), papa harus semangat! gue ngajak papa jalan muterin komplek bareng Helter juga. jalannya sih masih miring-miring, tapi udah okelah seenggaknya papa udah ada semangat.<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>2 September 2013</b></span><br />
Gue ujian hari pertama, pagi-pagi gue pamit ke papa mama buat berangkat, papa sempet bilang ke gue,<br />
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"Yang tenang ya ujiannya" <br />
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pulang dari kampus gue sempet potong rambut bentar dan sampe rumah lagi rame... banyak tamu mau ketemu papa, Ninda kebetulan juga lagi sakit, jadi gue nemenin Ninda dulu. di kamar papa ada Annie yang lagi jagain papa tidur. pas Annie keluar kamar dan turun, papa tiba-tiba mau jalan dan jatuh....<br />
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di pagi hari, mama bawa papa ke RSPI, papa udah 2 minggu ini ga makan dan setiap makan langsung muntah. papa kekurangan elektrolit makanya jadi lemes banget badannya. <br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>4 September 2013</b></span><br />
Ujian kedua, dapet kabar dari mama kalo papa dibawa ke RSPAD karena masalah strokenya. kakak sempet liat papa bibirnya udah agak miring, jadi langsung saranin untuk ke RSPAD. malemnya sekitar jam 9, gue dateng ke RSPAD sama kakak. papa disana lagi dzikir, sempet ngajakin gue buat dzikir bareng dan nyuruh gue bacain surat Al-Ikhlas buat papa. gue cerita ke papa..<br />
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"Pap, aku hari ini & besok gabisa nginep di RS, soalnya hari Sabtu aku ada ujian terakhir. besok pagi aku mau belajar di kampus. papa doain aku ya biar bisa ujiannya. nanti aku janji, semester berikutnya aku gaada lagi nilai jelek, ga SP lagi"<br />
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Papa sambil ngacungin jempol kanannya, "Pasti adek bisa, yang tenang ya ujiannya. pasti papa doain, yaudah dzikir lagi yuk".<br />
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Malemnya, papa ada janji untuk di MRI. gue nemenin ke ruangan MRI, tapi karna papa terlalu gelisah, MRInya baru bisa besok sekalian pake anestesi biar papa lebih tenang. jam udah menunjukkan jam 2 pagi. gue pamit pulang ke papa bareng kakak<br />
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<span style="color: red;"><b>5 September 2013</b></span><br />
Pagi jam 7, Tante Teresa, tetangga gue dateng, bilang untuk rapi-rapiin rumah biar nanti kalo papa pulang jadi lebih lega. karna gue masih setengah sadar, gue kaget emang kenapa tiba-tiba rapiin rumah? gue nanya ke kakak, papa kenapa. padahal papa ga kenapa-kenapa. akhirnya gue berangkat ke kampus.<br />
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di kampus gue belajar Akuntansi Biaya I sendirian, di tengah belajar gue pusing. udah ga ngerti lagi ini gimana cara belajarnya. Joeshi akhirnya dateng nanyain kabar papa gimana. abis ngobrol panjang lebar, akhirnya gue bisa belajar lagi. gue sempet bbm ke mama bilang,<br />
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"Ma, nanti abis 3-in-1 kelar, aku sama Ninda ke rumah sakit ya"<br />
"Oke, papa udah anestesi, bentar lagi masuk MRI. doain papa strokenya gaada masalah berat ya"<br />
"Pasti ma, aku doain"<br />
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Sekitar jam 5an, gue nungguin Ninda kelar kerja. kita naik mobil ke kostan Ninda buat siap-siap berangkat. sekitar jam setengah 7, mendekati kelarnya 3 in 1, gue udah siap mau pergi. tiba-tiba Pakde Maxi telepon.....<br />
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"Angga! kamu dimana??"<br />
"Aku baru mau jalan ini, pakde"<br />
"Kamu buruan kesana! mamamu barusan nelfon pakde nangis-nangis! Papa lagi dipompa jantungnya abis MRI!!"<br />
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....gue diem dan bener-bener shock.<br />
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pada saat itu juga, gue sama Ninda buru-buru ke rumah sakit, bener-bener jalan yang panjang karena macet luar biasa. sekitar jam 7 kurang, gue baru sampe Semanggi. gue mikirin papa terus-terusan, berharap papa ga kenapa-kenapa. tiba-tiba telepon berdering. Mbak Atin nelfon...<br />
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dengan suara isak tangis, "Dek...kamu dimana dek? buruan ke rumah sakit, kasian papa... papa sekarang kritis"<br />
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pada saat itu gue bener-bener diem dan langsung ngebut banget. di tengah jalan udah deket RSPAD, gue ngerasa tiba-tiba sunyi. gue sempet berpikiran kalo papa gaada, itu mungkin udah jalan papa dan gue ikhlas atas kehilangan papa. sampe di RSPAD jam 19.30, baru kelar parkir, ada supir sodara tiba-tiba salamin gue. ga biasanya dia salamin gue begini. gue gaada pikiran apa-apa, gue langsung lari ke kamar papa bareng Ninda.<br />
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udah banyak orang di depan pintu, tiba-tiba Pakde Maxi dateng meluk gue..<br />
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"Adek Angga, kamu ikhlasin papa ya nak"<br />
"......papa..dimana?"<br />
"Ada di kamar"<br />
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gue pada saat itu cuma mikir papa masih kritis, pas gue masuk, tiba-tiba ada mama yang langsung peluk gue dan bilang..<br />
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"Adek, papa sekarang udah tenang. papa udah ketemu Om Toni, kamu yang ikhlas ya dek"<br />
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FYI, Om Toni itu adeknya bokap gue yang baru meninggal.<br />
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"Ma...papa.....?"<br />
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gue langsung ngadep kiri dan liat papa udah tidur tenang, gue diem dan langsung samperin papa. gue meluk papa dan bisikin papa..<br />
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"Papa, maafin adek ya. maafin adek selama papa sakit marah-marahin papa. aku marahin papa biar papa mau semangat untuk sehat.."<br />
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gue berdiri dan dipeluk Kaka Dhira, tangisan keluar nonstop tanpa henti, bener-bener lepas.<br />
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"Adek, kamu yang sabar ya dek"<br />
"Iya, aku ikhlas papa pergi....ini udah direncanain semua..aku ikhlas"<br />
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malam itu juga gue dan kakak gue yang nganterin papa ke kamar jenazah untuk dimandiin dan disholatin. gue naik ambulance nemenin papa. sampe di depan rumah, bener-bener banyak banget kerabat dan keluarga yang berdatangan. gue turun dari ambulance, banyak yang turut berduka, sampe pada akhirnya gue liat Mbak Meita, kakak sepupu gue. Mbak Meita langsung meluk gue, air mata gabisa berenti keluar.<br />
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6 September 2013<br />
Ini hari terakhir kita ketemu Pa, aku sayang banget sama papa. papa udah kaya sahabatku sendiri. aku bakal kangen sama papa. aku yang angkat papa masuk ke ambulance. aku nemenin papa di ambulance sampe mesjid. aku angkat papa masuk ke mesjid. inget pas lebaran kita solat jenazah sebelahan? sekarang aku yang solat jenazah untuk papa. aku nemenin papa di ambulance perjalanan ke rumah terakhir papa. aku sempet nangis lagi pap, aku sedih papa gabisa hadir di acara wisuda aku nanti, aku sedih papa gabisa hadir di acara pernikahanku nanti. tapi aku yakin, papa pasti liat aku dari atas sana. aku yakin papa hadir karena papa selalu ada di hatiku.<br />
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sampai di Karet Bivak, aku masuk ke kubur sama kakak untuk bantu papa masuk ke dalam kubur. kakak mengumandangkan adzan terakhir untuk papa. aku disana bantu kakak biar tenang adzannya.<br />
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aku janji pap, aku pasti bisa lulus kuliah tepat waktu<br />
insyaallah aku jadi Finance Manager kaya janji aku dulu di RSPI<br />
aku dan kakak pasti selalu jagain mama & eyang.<br />
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sampai ketemu lagi nanti pada waktunya ya pap<br />
I'm gonna miss you so bad :')<br />
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