“Once upon a time, not so long ago in a not so far away, in a low-lying land called Koninkrijk der Nederlanden, I first met this guy. Surely that night will not be forgotten because in that premiere occasion he was asking permission to use the toilet in my apartment to puke. Masuk angin. Hehehe, he was confident that he can hang out in my balcony smoking kretek without proper jacket and underestimate the cruel Dutch windy weather. (Sorry mbul, it’s not afdhol if I’m not opening the story without reveal your aib :p)
Mbul was a jomblo by demand back then, because there were no demands at all. He was a PhD student in the perils of procrastination, conducting research in sustainable development issue and also in search for his lost rib. But he wasn’t a lonely guy he had many female companions, Indonesian and internationals, most of them found such a comfort to curhat session with him. Maybe because this matures yet funny guy is such a kebapakan. Peace bro.
Anyway, Plato once said that God originally created human as a hermaphrodite, then turn out that human was so perfect that God decide to split it apart. Faith decides that both parts eagerly look for each other to achieve perfectness. That perfectness finally came. Those imperfect blend in the keyword ‘high’. The lost rib was located in a high valley known as Bandung, a high quality mojang named Mbil. She was originated from highland called Salatiga, while the other part is doing higher education in a country that people can easily get high. They squeezed the long distance by high speed bandwidth. High five.
One part is a newly establish-self proclaimed best selling book co-author, while the other part is an enthusiastic professional book translator for a living. Both are addictive to books. He read Khaled Hosseini and she translated it. I love to imagine both read Hosseini books together in a comfy couch. When I first introduced to Mbil by Mbul, I knew at first sight that both are finally found their own version of what Khaled Hosseini once wrote, “…the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.”
(wahyuningrat, eligible bachelor, satisfaction guaranteed by mbul)
further more check what they say: two birds in a coffee orchard
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
a piece for my best friend's wedding
Monday, June 21, 2010
my, myself and wedding invitation (again)
Malam-malam buta masih beredar. Bersama dua orang teman, kita sedang menyantap gurihnya mie aceh dan roti cane meuthia. Kami menunggu selesainya proses finishing ratusan undangan pernikahan.
Salah satu sobat kebetulan meminta hadiah spesial. Dibuatkan undangan pernikahan khusus oleh saya. Hmmm, sejak 2007 saya sudah tidak mau menerima request semacam itu. Sudah mulai berat rasanya. :) Tapi kalo kawan dekat yang meminta ya apa boleh buat, tentu suatu kehormatan yang tak kuasa ditolak. Semoga hadiah ini membuat senang dan membuat makin langgeng. Gitu deh kira-kira.
Terakhir, tahun 2007 di sebuah negeri yang dingin menusuk, saya, karena sudah janji, tetap mendesain dan memantau proses pembuatan sebuah undangan untuk karib saya. Kepinginnya sih itu yang terakhir, yang selanjutnya ya mendesain milik sendiri.
Nah sejak 2007, seorang karib juga sempat pula meminta, dan saat itu saya juga kembali bersedia, mengingat ini salah satu kawan seperjuangan dari dulu. Saya kira itu yang terakhir.
Kini, untuk sohib saya ini, sebuah undangan dengan desain kontemporer sesuai permintaan, selesai matang dari komputer saya, langsung kita bawa ke tukang cetak, lanjut ke tukang potong, dan langsung di finishing laminating dove dan rel lipatan. Terus belanja plastik pembungkus dan label sesuai ukuran. Selesai semuanya tengah malam diakhiri sembari ketawa-ketawa menyeruput kopi tiam.
Keesokan harinya sebuah website pernikahan untuk menaruh komen, rampung juga saya desain untuknya. Sang bakal calon mempelai tersenyum puas bin girang. Ah senang melihat ekspresi puas itu.
Dua hari kemudian, masuk email, ini dari kawan susah senang jaman di rantau, “Bisa tolongin gue dengan undangan pernikahan nggak?” hehehehe, diri ini tentu tak kuasa menolak.
Undangan pernikahan adalah sebuah proses kreatif yang menarik bagi saya, dan rasa senang kedua mempelai itu juga merupakan berkah tersendiri di mata saya. Hehehe, harapannya sih kebagian berkahnya. Amien.
Well, I do hope that the next one is mine. Amien juga.
Monday, December 22, 2008
rendezvous dalam lift
Ting tong
Aku memasuki lift kaca itu seperti biasa rutinitas keseharian, turun naik lobby lantai dasar-kantorku di lantai 11- turun ngerokok ke parkiran lantai 8 – balik ke lantai 11 lagi - turun ke lobby lantai dasar lagi. Begitu terus.
Hingga suatu saat,
Sore hari yang usual, seperti hari-hari kerja lainnya.
Sosok manis jelita memasuki lift yang sudah berisi 4 orang itu.
Betul-betul kreasi Yang Maha Pencipta edisi paling mutakhir. Tinggi semampai, rambut bergelombang, cantik luar biasa dengan balutan stocking hitam dan high heel.
Eh, sepertinya wajah ini familiar. Si manis juga menoleh sekilas ke arah ku. Pandangan mata kami bertemu.
Saling berebut menyapa nama. Nyaris bersamaan. Lalu tertawa tertahan.
Ah udah lama sekali, dimana kamu sekarang. Saling menanyakan kabar.
Sang jelita adalah seseorang dari masa lalu yang indah. masa-masa masih berbalut jeans butut dan menyandang ransel butut. Masa dimana bersamanya dapat melihat sisi dunia yang lebih indah.
Ting tong. Pintu lift akhirnya terbuka di lobby lantai dasar.
Saat itu pembicaraan sudah sampai ke:
terakhir kalo nggak salah waktu itu kamu mau married
Ah aku masih sendiri kok, jawab si cantik. Lalu matanya mengerling.
Nomor kamu berapa sekarang? Kata si cantik saat kami akan berpisah langkah. Kami pun bertukar nomor selular.
Kantorku di gedung itu, tunjuknya ke salah satu gedung di komplek perkantoran ini.
Kupanggil namanya dengan agak ragu sebelum ia hilang dari pandangan.
Langkahnya terhenti, lalu menoleh ke arahku.
Wanna join me for a cup of coffee after office hours?
Si jelita mengangguk anggun.
Friday, July 06, 2007
Just another morning chats in YM
X: (buzz)
O: honey!
X: Hi you
O: hi baby, mizz u
X: it’s 2 PM now, jam berapa disana
O: 9, just wake up.
X: surfing porn?
O: sialan… iya
X: just don’t do it while staring at my friendster pic
O: nope, this time luna maya gets the honor
X: how’s life back there sweety
O: well…
X: btw, your best buddy ask me to go out last night…
O: again?
X: uhu
O: hum
X: it was fun though.
O: er…
O: just the 2 of u?
X: yup, n he’s so gentle
O: who u talkin’ bout sih?
X: your buddy, si BJ.
O: BJ? Not BJ pls.
O: nice lookin but his breath is worse. Come on.
X: well, he paid everything last night. Not like u.
O: am I?
X: n he’s not dare touching me on first date like u always did.
O: uh you got me on that.
X: I was just joking.
O: bout da date?
X: no. about the touching things lah. U were always so gentle
O: ehem
X: but I allow him to touch me
O: uhuk
O: WHAT!?
X: hihihhi
O: not on my fave body part... at least
X: yup. He sure did.
(silence for so long)
O: but u always slap me on my face once i did it
X: not this time
(silence again for so long)
X: (buzz)
X: yuhuu
(still silence)
X: bout BJ's breath...
O: see, I knew you'll noticed. i knew it.
X: it tasted like fresh mint last night
(silence again...)
O: how many guys actually that u date with since I flew?
X: oow, banyak.
X: and most of them are your buddy
O: brb
X: no kidding. Gak serendah itu kok pasarannya.
X: but most of your buddy ask me
O: still brb
X: I only pick the guy with SUV
X: and yourself?
X: how many guys that you date there, babe?
O: I’m back.
O: whut da? Sweety come on
X: hihihihi
O: uh, SUV? bebek is romantic though, honey
X: but not in the rain. It ruins my make up
O: like my fave movie
O: renegade
X:
X: n u r not lorenze lamas
O: I did wear the same outfit
X: u wore sandals not boot, even to kondangan
O: I was not!
X: ok maybe I’m little bit over on this
(no activity for 5 minutes)
O: my salary can't afford an SUV sayang, it will cost me my anus
X: well, that's cheap :)
(another no activity for another 5 minutes)
O: so hows
X: still mad at you after you broke his fave mug
O: err, your mother? Baek baek aja
X: thanks goodness after diarrhea from your first and last homemade cake
O: ok then hows
X: you are temporary out of his list until you remember where you put his favorite CD
X: its rare and he blame me everyday for your fault
O: wanna hear some great story?
O: I finally met the queen!
X: gtg, boss comin
(X signed out)
O: sayang?
(definetely no response)
O: I love u too sweety
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