UKM EXIST UNJA

Not in my best performance, i hope they're not disappointed

Time was over, questions hung!

Took a photo before leaving

Be A Jury

Prepare myself to be a jury in the competition of scientific writing held by Balitbangda of Jambi Province

The vice governoor of Jambi saw the props made by the contestant of scientific writing

they are smart and confident

MY BROTHER IN ISLAM

My brother Ucok has played our heart dearly and without mercy. For such a long time we have prayed that he will find a light in his messy life, and end the difficulties he puts on our shoulders. We are getting older, we need to take a rest from his problems and think more of our own business. Indeed he was the trouble maker since he was only an elementary student. He made papa n mama busy to deal with the teachers who complaint his bad behaviors. Naturally all will stop. We say to our self often and often that he will change one day, he will pay back his entire bad manner with a kindness that surprises all of us.

Yet, the change in his life does not show any good progress even after he married Siska. I found no year in his marriage without financial difficulties. Our parent gave all they have to support him. I became the one who sponsored his work and paid his debt. I cry in front of Allah, please stop the trials to our family especially after Mama passed away. Allah now talk to us through this ….

My brother has joined an Islamic stream that evades from the true Islamic values. As a journalist he should know that stream is not in Islam anymore since it doesn’t ask the followers to do praying and fasting and some rituals as strongly pushed to do in Islam. Ucok was even daring to ask Papa to join the group . He becomes the loyal follower of that group now. This shocks our family!

Finally I have to decide! Do not  think of him anymore. It’s enough…enough….and enough! I don’t have any resources to give to him anymore. The poor in my surrounding need to be cared. Alhamdulillah, HE release me from Ucok and Mama no need to experience all messy he caused. Of course I still pray that someday he will be my brother in Islam again, realize that he has lost the only family he has, who loves and supports him very much.

I AM 42 YEARS OLD NOW

I am 42 years old now, an age of a mature woman thought I still feel that I am fragile. A little conflict or something out of order can make me distressed, even more hopeless. I also figure out that my health becomes more sensitive. Like two day ago I was collapse and admitted to the nearest health clinic in LIPI. All those alarming signs have to make me watchful. The preparation for welcoming of death angel should be more and more.

In the future I promise to be more generous to my family and people in my surrounding, give gifts or what they really needs and release them from suffering. At least Allah will consider of forgiving my sin. Those people I help, perhaps, will remember me as a nice woman and this, in the eye of Allah will mean worthwhile. Giving much and get less should be my motto now on.

Yet, I still want to live longer. I remember the nights I miss my mother. What does she do there? I think she would like to be with me, admire one and other stuffs like bags, jewelries, cloths or a simple house decoration rather than lay down there. She would be happy to get a scarf or bag from my out of Jambi trip, or chatting with me by phone. 

I know my mother had many dreams. She went away before some of those dreams became true. I would be like my mother if I die young. I can’t refuse it. I just pray that I will not sorry to leave all I have in the world, because there Allah give me the best.

MY GARDEN

A conventional look, (still) I love my garden very much

In Padang

Semua Sudah Okay!!!

My sister n my sisters in law

In Malaysia

In Singapore