ingling
hanging bells on every exterior door this 4-story house, sounding
increasingly loud. I saw my cell phone, is 2 AM. Death me! Tomorrow
will definitely cooler, considering the wind blowing tonight. Its 6
Celsius today, how about tomorrow ?! My mind Su'udzon (bad thinking).
Then I fall asleep ...
Such
as disbelief. I saw a bright light in my room curtains sidelines,
reluctantly opened it. Glare once, after 2 weeks of not seen the sun
in Hong Kong, because the sky fog shrouded the worst winter for 10
years! I opened the curtains wider, let the sun fills the entire
room. Its 9 AM, my eyes still heavy because so many tasks yesterday
and dissolution of resting time, though today a holiday, I was
reluctant to continue sleeping ... shame on the sun who smiled
brightly. Apparently, high winds overnight sweep fogs then sun can
penetrate the earth, I feel embarrassed by my su'udzon last night.
Is
that us? Which often had bad thoughts for ungood things that
happened. And if only there was a bit of courage, we can uncover the
dark curtain and see what instead. The way out is always there, no
problem without a solution. Always looking at something that is not
from one angle only. No writer and director as well as Allah, run our
role as well as possible, in accordance with the instructions, awards
heaven waiting.
Then I
remembered myself. I heard most of my friends in college has been
successful in our own country Indonesia, became a designer in the
famous Muslim fashion boutiques, a lecturer at the famous academy, a
guide, working in export companies, in galleries, or married by rich
man, because can travelling arround the world. Perfecting half of
religion, by finding a soul mate and have cute juniors.
As for
me, what I have achieved so far? Live in oter country, bearing
profession usually underestimated, even some people think is not a
profession, but a state that has a low degree, domestic helper,
someone who rarely taken into account existence.
I'm
often complained to Allah, why? Values of school age rarely
disappoint, and I always tried hard, but where the road for success?
Reprimand
for the sake of warning, finally made me speechless not move, like a
child who was reprimanded by his father.
Then I
look back, how myself before and after undergoing this work. Did
Allah choosed the right job for a woman, that is taking care of the
household. Although not own household, but has the responsibility of
not less great, because it also involves emotions and feelings. How
to understand children with different characters, choose the right
words and the way when reprimanded, become their friends.
Understanding the interactions between family members so that the
atmosphere of the house is always happy and cheerful. Understanding
the parents by their nature unstable. Set the budget, also split time
between homework, children, and time for myself.
How to
another desire, which has been met, could live in another country,
understand the culture, way of life in a society, an invaluable
experience. Help my family, educate my siblings, can share a bit of
good fortune with others. Realize our dream to own our own home, so
no need to hire in a rented house.
Now I
feel grateful, having learned so many lessons hidden behind it, that
Allah as giving training and preparing me to be a good housewife, a
science that is not going anywhere I acquire in education. And for
all that I still get a salary in return, also reward of worship work,
a lovely bonus from Allah...
I
throw thousands of wondering why, because I know Allah only provide
the best for me.
Fanling,
Hongkong 2007
