Be with my family
(Liana Matasik Karini)
Alone and lonely again. Well yeah…not literally as I am surrounded by 3 hysterical kids, Willem 4 years old (calls himself Babang), Chelsea 3 years old (calls herself Dedek) and Keysha 1 years old (we call her Bibi), who like to run here and there (except Bibi of course but she’s going to very soon) and their giant daddy.
03/07/09
For the one and half month my family was here visiting me in Jool (as my nephew pronounce it). It was my sister in law, Ovin, with his son Terrell (calls himself Teye). The combined of 4 kids makes a time bomb of the mommies. They fight every single day over nothing.
When they watched TV, “It’s Babang’s Ben10!”. Then Teye would say, “Bukan, itu Ben10 Teye!” They said it for 2-3 times with increasing voice then sometimes even worse ended one of them landed their hand to the other. When Babang sang the Little Einstein’s opening song in Chinese version (actually it’s more to his own version), Teye would say, “Babang, bukan gitu nyanyinya!” When Babang kept singing, Teye would scream. If we were in the car, they also fighting over the song played in the radio belong to Babang or Teye, Dedek would be in Babang side. The most nonsense one was when they fighting over who’s the one had worm in their ass. Oh boy…
They also like to play the toy that played by the other. They would cry and cry and cry if the other fellow doesn’t want to give or lend the toy. Every time we bought something, we have to buy 4, and I really meant everything! Even so, they would keep fighting as they like to tease and make the other crying. Oh yeah, they also fight over whose mommy we are. Babang held my hand and said, “This is Babang’s mommy!” Dedek would do the same then Teye hold Ovin’s hand and said, “Ini mami Teye!” Three of them would increase their voice defending their argument while holding their own mommy. *headache*
Dedek likes to see herself singing in front of a wall when she can see her shadow. The two boys would also do the same, imitating her…and they want to do it on the same spot! Of course people! The wall is wide enough for 3 of them but no no no they want the exact spot so yes yes yes they pushed each other around.
Did they ever get along? Oh yeah…at the playground. They played together in peace, laughing out loud together, holding hands, helping each other and even protecting each other’s back. When Dedek played with riding car and left it a while to pick up something, somebody took the car. Teye stood there and kept an eye on the car. Once the last leg off from the car, Teye run for it and brought it back to Dedek like a hero. Indeed he’s a hero (that day…).
Bibi is the victim of everything. The 3 toddlers love her very much but can’t control their strength when showing their affection toward her. They kiss too hard, hug too tight, sleep to near, give food too big, give toys too much, and feel of possession too strong. Bibi herself is not a calm-quiet-weak baby. She thinks herself as big as the others. She crawled and crawled, rolled and rolled very fast thought that she’s chasing or being chased by the others.
26/07/09
Then here comes mommies biggest challenge. We went to Singapore for visiting my sister in law, Lee Ching. We spent at her house for 1 night. She’s a clean-freak-or-more-like-a
27/07/09
After 2 weeks, my dad came. He became a hero. The kids welcomed him in glory…for 1 night. The next day, my dad came up with his famous phrase “Mending ngangon kerbau selembah daripada jaga anak2 ini”.
03/08/09
Another 2 weeks after my dad came, my brother Pian (Ovin’s hubby) came and stayed with us for 1 week. It was a big surprise for Ovin as it was an effort from my brother to be romantic *huahahaha*
I, Ovin and the kids went to market leaving my dad and Pian at home cause they were still sleeping whilst my hubby was at work. When we reached home, we saw Pian smoking in terrace topless and sweating. Pian said, “Mending lo terbang masuk rumah daripada gue gantung lo di kipas angin *ceiling fan*!” My dear God, a miracle just happened! My brother mopped the floor!
08/08/09
One day before Pian, Ovin and Teye went home to Jakarta, my youngest sister came. Actually she has been in Kuala Lumpur for 3 weeks, on duty. Before she went back to Jakarta, of course she has to visit me in Jool, and she stayed for a week.
One fine day in terrace, we’re having chit-chat. The topic was about the picture in the cigarette’s box. Evey time my hubby and Pian pick up a stick of cigarette, they won’t bother to look at the pic. The pics are horrible! If in Indonesia, the government puts a warning some sort like “Merokok mengakibatkan penyakit kanker”, if in Malaysia and Singapore, in addition to the warning, the government puts a picture of lungs or throat or baby in a horrible condition caused by smoking habit. The 2 smokers agree that smoking doesn’t caused that kind of severe damage. Then Ita came up with a support idea, “Yeah…Impossible smoking can caused you severe damage like those horrible pictures. I think those people are paid for being sick just to be their picture taken.” Sounds more like a desperate idea.
Ita is a movie-freak. I forced her to watched Korean drama series, the type of movie that she would pass immediately, but she must see this one cause for me it’s really good. She also always force me to watch the movies that she thought deserve to be watched. She watched the movie in marathon, every night until 6 in the morning. She woke up around 1 in the afternoon and every time she saw my kids around she would ask me, “Why did your kids never go to school??” Gosh…While you were sleeping maybe??
She doesn’t like to be disturbed while watching TV or movie, not even by her beloved nephew. If Babang wanted to watch his Ben10 or Barney or Little Einstein or Pingu, do you think Ita will back down? Not a chance! This 30-year-old-married-lecturer would scream “KAKAK!! TAKE BABANG AWAY FROM HERE!!” if Babang kept blocking her view to the TV or tried to off the DVD player.
16/08/09
For the past 5 years my new life in Jool, I never had somebody to talk to. I’m all alone here. The only adult is my hubby and sometimes my dad or mom if they came here usually for 3-5 months. I don’t socialize, just chit-chat here and there just to be friendly but never really make friends. Imagine living without a friend, far from family, surrounded by not-listening-kids with the routines everyday (and the old life was living with family, have many friends, have a job and quiet). For one and a half months, my life has colors. With Ovin, we chatted until we fall asleep while accompanying our kids to sleep. With Ita, we chatted until 3-4 o’clock in the morning at the terrace accompanied by her coffee or soy-bean milk on ice. The chats that I desperately need as I always think that I would broke down into pieces and go crazy.
Now they all have left me alone and lonely again here. Even with all those chaos, I have already missed them when they packed their bags. I even have asked God to send them back to Jool very soon when I led the prayer before we went to airport.
Being with my family is always so much of everything, so much loves, so much laughs, so much helps, so much tears, so much fights, and so on. I miss my family very much…*crying again*
Jool, 22/09/09
*Pardon my English. Correct me if you like.*
