kotretan

barusan aku makan gudeg yg sedap bener rasanya, asli dari purwokerto, oleh2 mama ku yang baru sembayangan ceng beng di gombong. tampang gudegnya khas banget, item bluwek, kreceknya mantep, gurih bergelora *ceile*, n ayam dan telor nya, wuidihhh, jawa banget, medok asli, muantep-tep-tep-tep….

lha terus apa hubungannya dengan nasionalisme?

i have to admit that as a chinese born in indonesia, rasa nasionalisme ku kayaknya rada2 kurang.

lha koq gitu? yah piye yo, sedari kecil aku ini diejek2 terus ama temen2ku yang pribumi di bandung. "akeow bulet najis tukang makan tai babi", dan sebagainya adalah sapaan "sayang" mereka kepadaku.

pernah suatu masa, waktu aku smp di bandung, aku selalu nyimpen uang 500 rupiah di celana dalemku. uang itu buat pulang, naek angkot riung bandung - dago. kenapa di celana dalem? soalnya, aku pernah jadi bulan2an 30 an anak smp 7 yang ngeroyok aku, malak, sembari maki2 "akeow", "cina haram jadah", dsb; uang di dompet habis tak bersisa, muka bengep digebukin pake helm dari motor2 mereka, dan baju seragam yang sobek2 gara2 "disayang" oleh "teman2" ku tercinta itu. satu2nya yang selamet, cuma duit 500 rupiah itu. untung selamet, kalo nggak gue ga tau pulangnya gimana tuh.

pengalaman2 model begitu, sekarang sih kalo diinget2, lucu juga. sejak era gus dur, "kaum-ku" lumayan rada2 merdeka dikit. orang2 sekarang malah gila barongsai dan segala macem yang berbau cina. mungkin sih nanti jaman anak cucuku, udah lebih better kali yah. mungkin tulisan2 kayak tulisanku saat ini akan dipandang "aneh" di jaman yang baru nanti. semoga.

balik ke gudeg.

hubungan si gudeg tercinta itu dengan nasionalisme ku adalah karena "makanan ala indonesia" adalah satu2nya yang aku cinta dari bumi pertiwi ini.

faktor ini adalah salah satu alasan yang menyebabkan dulu aku menolak tawaran kerja di malaysia dan singapura.

pernah sekali waktu kita rame2 liburan ke malay and singapore. dua hari pertama aku dan rombongan mash terkagum2 dengan betapa teraturnya hidup orang2 sana. teratur, aman, dan beradab - tiga hal yang susah didapat di jakarta. tapi mulai hari ketiga sampai aku akhirnya pulang, kayaknya cuma rombongan ku aja yang masih excited. aku udah males dan kangen banget sama masakan gurih ala indonesia.

"lo pergi makan di resto india aja sono", kata salah satu teman, "di sana spicy". setelah kucoba, ternyata, walau baunya asik berat, rasanya hambar dan lebih enakan masakan padang di bedeng plasa senayan yang sekali makan paling abis 10 rb perak. yang disana enak cuma burger king, soalnya gede dan mantep, semantep harganya yang 5 dollar singapura alias 25 rb perak satu burger. gueeeedddeeee cuk ukuran ne. mantep tenan. tapi yah wis, cuma itu doang, dan bosen lah kalo 3 hari makan itu terus :))

begitu sampe indo, aku langsung memohon2 ke rombonganku buat makan padang, "yang mana aja", ketika ditanya mau padang yang mana. akhirnya kita makan di natour deket cengkareng, uenaaaaaaakkkkkkk tenan, gue makan gila2an sampe besoknya mencret tiga harian. worthed lah. makanan enak, perut kenyang, hati tenang, mencret datang hahahahaha :))

so… begitulah. aku cinta (makanan) indonesia.

peace.

Baru baca n denger tentang soundtracknya Final Fantasy XII yaitu lagu "kiss me good-bye" ini dari sini.

Liriknya sangat2 mengharukan, terutama versi bahasa inggris terjemahan langsung dari bahasa jepangnya, sbb:

Even though you are lost, the door is open.
Aren’t  you satisfied with the world of just two of us?
Because I give you wings, please believe me and you will be okay to fly.
Kiss me good-bye, love is memory
Even though I lose you
Because the loved memory changes to strength
even though  everybody fall in love looking for a definite thing,
the love that does not shake is inside myself
Kiss me good-bye, goodbye
I will change to a new me
Kiss me good-bye, love is memory
If we change to a new us
Kiss me good-bye, I will not cry
Because I was able to love you

Gue terkesan banget dengan kata2: "Kiss me good-bye…. I will change to a new me…. I will not cry…. Because I was able to love you….".

Actually, honestly, i cry hearing the song.

Again and again those old-sad-memory about my lovely Donna comes back. I kissed her a second after she was declared died because of her illness. And yes, at that moment, my tears just wouldn’t come out - but unlike the song - i crashed few days later. Tears was flowing like flood. My world turned upside down for few months after that. And i ran away to some place far from anything that i knew.

But the song still suits to me in a way that "the accident" change me completely.

I’m a different kind of person now; some worse, some better. But one thing remains the same, i still shed tears for the memory.

David Bissonette
When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let
him keep her.

Sacha Guitry
After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just

can’t face each other, but still they stay together.

Hemant Joshi
By all means marry. If you get a good wife, you’ll be happy. If you
get a bad one, you’ll become a philosopher.


Socrates
Woman inspires us to great things, and prevents us from achieving them.

Dumas
The great question… which I have not been able to answer… is,

"What does a woman want?

Sigmund Freud
I had some words with my wife, and she had some paragraphs with me.

Anonymous

"Some people ask the secret of our long marriage. We take time to go
to a restaurant two times a week. A candlelight dinner, soft music and
dancing. She goes Tuesdays, I go Fridays."


Henny Youngman
"I don’t worry about terrorism. I was married for two years."

Sam Kinison
"There’s a way of transferring funds that is even faster than

electronic banking. It’s called marriage."

James Holt McGavran
"I’ve had bad luck with both my wives. The first one left me, and the
second one didn’t."


Patrick Murray
Two secrets to keep your marriage brimming
1. Whenever you’re wrong, admit it,
2. Whenever you’re right, shut up.

Nash
The most effective way to remember your wife’s birthday is to forget it once…

Anonymous
You know what I did before I married? Anything I wanted to.


Henny Youngman
My wife and I were happy for twenty years. Then we met.

Rodney Dangerfield
A good wife always forgives her husband when she’s wrong.


Milton Berle
Marriage is the only war where one sleeps with the enemy.

Anonymous
A man inserted an ‘ad’ in the classifieds: "Wife wanted". Next day he

received hundreds of letters. They all said the same thing: "You can
have mine."

Anonymous
First guy (proudly): "My wife’s an angel!"

Second guy: "You’re lucky, mine’s still alive."