Ullen Sentalu

Gusti Nurul perhaps what I remember most from my visitation to Ullen Sentalu several months ago. Ullen Sentalu is the museum located in the top of Kaliurang, Yogyakarta. This is a private museum, owned by the royal family (Yogyakarta and Surakarta). In this museum, we can get much information about Mataram history, both about general history, and private royal family history.

One thing I concluded firstly after entering the museum is the significant role of the guide. We will be guided by a guide from the beginning of the museum until the end of the route. I think, without this guide who explain every detail, this museum will be uninteresting, since it contains many paintings which illustrate unknown character (in public perspective).

In the first room, the guide explain the meaning of ullen sentalu. It was derived from the name of traditional lamp hung above the screen in the puppet shadow performance. It means that like that lamp, ullen sentalu museum will illuminate public about Java history and culture knowledge.

Move to the next room (our route has been decided and directed by the guide). It contains traditional music instrument and several dancer paintings. I don't remember all the explanation about the paintings in this room but three. They are painting of Mask dancer, Golek Menak dance, and Sekar Sari Tunggal Dance. Mask dancer, well, the guide told us that classic java dancer is also a good actor. They use mask to hide their original face and expression. It is also similar to the real life. We can't judge person from their appearance and their performance. Like a dancer who wear mask, people's character, heart and intention can't be understood that easy.

Next dance is Golek Menak Dance. It was created by Mataram Sultan (sorry I forget the name). The Sultan created this dance in 3 years. There are two dancers in this dance, one of them is in javanese costume and the other one in chinese costume. It illustrates princess from java fights princess from china. Just FYI, I am also a classic java dancer, yeah, although not really professional. Long time ago when I was a new be in dancing world, I wonder why there's almost always fight fragment in every java dance. Firstly, my naughty idea thought that the beautiful ladies fight each other in dance because they fight for the boy. Haha.. finally I found out from the book that the fight fragment in java dance exist because previously, classic java dance was only danced by man, by the mataram army. After fight at noon, they entertained themselves at night by training their martial art in the form of classic java dance. Actually, the fight fragment of the dance really contains martial art. I love dance using archery, long stick and keris. It looks so cool. Haha.. even in Bedhaya and Srimpi, the fight movement illustrates the real fight in the past. As the time goes by, classic java dance is also dance by the woman, but still contain fight fragment in the same meaning.

But, what I found in Golek Menak dance made me want to laugh out loud. The guide told us that those two princess fight each other to get the boy. Fight for boy. Ngggggg... that was in my mind when I was so unyu and totally uninformed about classic java dance, but it is really the reason. They fight for a prince. For boy. Ngggg.... ??? First of all, ok, maybe girls always loose their rationality when it is related to boy. Second, oh my... it's so... third, what did the prince do? Fourth, I think there is a sharp distinction between getting the person and getting the heart (Yekti, 2014). So, whether the prince will be with the winner after all is over? Is his heart for the winner of the fight???

Third dance is Sekar Sari Tunggal. I remember it well because, first it was my first dance when I firstly had dance training in nDalem Kasatriyan, Sultan Palace. Second, because it was danced by Gusti Nurul (I will explain in the following paragraph) in Queen Yuliana's wedding party in the Netherlands. Gusti Nurul dance in the Netherlands using the music instruments played in Kraton Mangkunegaran Solo, connected by radio broadcasting (if it was in this era, it would be using live streaming), because it was difficult to take those instrument to the netherland. The queen was so impressed by the performance of Gusti Nurul.

Next, actually I forget the exact route of the room in the museum. Perhaps it will be to the room where we were served a traditional beverage, Jamu. We can drink Jamu in this room. Next we moved to the Batik display room. There are various batik motive of solo and yogyakarta. there are also rooms contain the history of the mataram kingdom, the kings, the fight against collonial, and the separation of kraton solo and yogya. However, what attracted me more is the story of royal family members.

First royal family member attracts me is the queen. Haha.. but, so sorry, I forget the name and whether she comes from yogya or solo kingdom. I like her because she could manage the palace very well after her husband past away. She did not allowed her son who became the king after her husband have a queen, just selir. Thus, this queen had the power despite of the death of her husband. it is a good trick. Hahah. Despite of the trick, she managed the palace and the kingdom very well. She was very smart in diplomacy with other kingdom and states. She speaks many foreign languages. I think, a woman should be smart like her. Like Cleopatra who also speak many languages, but Cleopatra brought Egypt to the end of the history after fight against Rome. What funny from this queen is that she always bring all key of the palace. Everybody want to access important room in the palace, have to ask permission to her.

Next, she is Putri Tineke. Actually she has javanese name, but I forget. Royal family members have international name, because they studied in the netherlands or in the netherlands education institution. Their foreign friends were difficult to call their javanese name, that's why they have western second name to make their friend easy to call them. Putri Tineke is the little daughter of prince Bobby, again, this is western name, and I forget the javanese name. Prince bobby later will be a king, perhaps in solo kingdom, I forget. Putri Tineke loved a boy, but it was not permitted by her mom, the queen. If I am not mistaken, I think it was because the boy was not a royal family. However, Putri Tineke and this boy survived in their sacred love. In the suffer perriod, Putri Tineke got many letters from her relatives in  the netherland and in java to support her. Several of those letters are in the form of poem. Those letters are displayed in the room named Gusti Tineke Room in the museum. One of the letter's sender was Gusti Pembayun, she sent it from the netherlsnds. It was a nice poem. It makes me think that if I have a daughter in the future, I will give her name Sekar Pembayun. Hehe.. I think it's nice. :p After suffering for ages, finally putri tineke can marry her true love. She was helped by her brother, bobby, after he became a king. However, unfortunately, putri tineke past away so fast. Even, she past away before her mother who did not allow her to marry her love. Yeah, at least, she died after getting her true love. What can be concluded here is that, there will be always an exception in every laws and theories, including the theory of 'there are only two type of boy in the world'. Putri Tineke's boyfriend was so faithful with his love, even in difficult situation, even in the long long time unclearness. Many boys may be will date other girl he finds on the street or beautiful girl he finds in his job place. Ha2.

Gusti Nurul. Yeah, she is a princess from Solo Palace. She is a good dancer, beautiful, smart, and she can ride a horse. She established radio broadcasting, and one of the function was to broadcast live gamelan music from istana mangkunegaran solo to the netherland as the instrument of sekar sari tunggal dance, danced by gusti nurul. You know what, laddies and gentleman, Pesident Soekarno fall in love with gusti nurul. Really2 love. He wanted to marry her. Besides based on the guide's explanation, I also read this in one of the magazine. However, Gusti nurul did not accept this offer. Oh my... all I see in Soekarno is the qualified man. So far, I also look for qualified man. Why did gusti nurul rejected the offer to marry him? The answer is that gusti nurul disagree with polygamy concept. It is principe. Not only about marriage technically, but also about feeling. What you feel if your lovely boy in fact love other girls beside you? It will be so hurt. That is why, despite all of the quality and unaffordable interesting of Soekarno's physical appearrance, gusti nurul decided not to marry him, not to marry the president of this republic. Yeah, finally she found a good man, a national army, may be general and marry him. Yeah of course, he is not a president, and may be not as handsome as insinyur soekarno, also not insinyur, but I think gusti nurul find the peace of her heart and feeling. Being one in his man's heart, without worrying about other girls and be special as she was before. Until now, gusti nurul is still alive, beautiful and healthy. Now she lives in bandung. She also came in the first opening of ullen sentalu museum. There is a picture of her in her old age, still beautiful and happy.

yeah.. that is all I get from my visitation in Ullen Sentalu Museum. This museum can be a good alternative to spend holiday. The place is beautiful, in the top of mountain, fresh air, and give us new insight. The ticket is IDR 35000.

Frankenstein & A Night at the Joglo House

Frankenstein is a movie telling about the creation of a human by human using science. Victor Frankenstein did a research to create a man from dead body. The time background is about 200 years ago. Because Victor Frankenstein affraid of the human he created, he destroyed and threw it into the river. Unfortunatelly, this creation was still alive. It was so strong because when making it to life, Frankenstein used extra high electricity. Frankenstein used electric eels as the power. I think this creation can't be destroyed.

Because this creation was so dissapointed to Frankenstein, it came to Frankenstein's house and killed his wife. Frankenstein was so angry then wanted to kill his creation. He chased it to the north, to the freezy place. This creation was immune to cold, but Frankenstein was not. He died in the freezy place. Then his creation burried him in his family cemetery. It thought its life was end after killing frankenstein, but actually not. It doesn't know what its life mean. Then this creation found journal book in Frankenstein's pocket. It tells about the detail how Frankenstein created it until he made it life. Step by step in scientific way.

This creation don't know what it life mean. He was created by human. He is not human, just creation. Then he was wanted by the king of demons. Demon want it because they want to make the same creation alike. They want to learn how to make it, so that they can make dead bodies alive, and filled by demons who were dead placed in the hell. Then they will have enough army to fight against human and angels to conquer the world. Demons tried to chase this creation everytime. In this situation, this creation was helped by angels. They protect him in the casteel of the angels. The queen of the angels gave it name "Adam".

Adam fight againts many demons then win. He run to the edge of the world. Still questioning what his life mean, alone. The journal of frankenstein was taken by the queen of the angel to avoid the same creation repeated. He can not get any information about himself. 200 years later he was found by the demons, then fight again, and win. He came back to the casteel. He came back to the civilization, then found out that human's environment has totally changed. So modern. Even, the king of demons pretends as if he was human then cooperated with human scientist to develop his research plan to create human from dead body.

In the big fight between angels, demons and adam, finally the journal contains the steps to create adam can be taken by demons. The king of demons asked beautiful human scientist he cooperate with to learn it. However, finally adam can stole it and succed to make the beautiful scientist in his side. He showed her that actually who cooperate with her is not human, but demon.

Adam read and read the journal of frankenstein (actually I was questioning how can he read despite of the fact that he never go to school, ha2), but he still did not understand the meaning of his life. To make it short, finally adam and angels fight against demon then win, then adam knows the meaning of his life, to fight against demons and protect human and angels. Keep the total war between them not to happen. And of course in love with beautiful scientist make his life become more meaningful.

Yeah, the meaning of life. Two weeks ago, my big family gathered at my grandma's joglo house because my grandma was sick. We were there until late at night. I have been closed with one of my aunts since I was child. Until now, I think she is the most relevant person I can talk to among the entire human being in my family. Ha2.
Because at that time the TV was turned on playing sinetron, finally we talked about sinetron star, Asmirandah, who just changed her religion after got married with Jonas Rivano. Then my aunt questioning why. She can not understand the way the beautiful star thinks. In this case, I think I know the situation so well. Yeah, that is woman. I refered to several friends and maybe refered to me, my self. Woman is so complicated when in love. They will be so suffer, stupid and lost their rationality. I concluded it from several friend's sharing with bleeding heart to me. And one my friend's friend (he2), she just completed her graduate degree in germany and offfered a good job there, but she prefer to go home to Indonesia for her beloved man. Yeah, it will be so difficult for woman in many things when it is related to love. Even my friend become so sad because of unpropper boy (in my oppinion). Then my smart friends become suffer too. Yeah, don't know. My aunt told me several cases related to the husband who force his wife to follow his religion in the bad ways. But I think in the case of Asmirandah, there's no force. I think it is just because Asmirandah loves Jonas. How can, what can we do when we're in love. We don't want to miss the boy we love. It will be so sick, so suffer. I told it to my aunt. Then my aunt, yeah, again and again she is relevant with almost all of her argument, told me, "Kamu tau gak sih tujuan kita hidup di dunia ini? Tujuan kita cuma satu, satu aja, satu." Iye2 satu opoo?? Then she continued, "tujuan hidup di dunia cuma satu, yaitu mencari ridho Allah. Lha kalau kamu gini gitu, kira2 Allah ridho apa enggak? Kalau kamu males2an, Allah ridho apa enggak? Kalau kamu cinta sama ini, misal harus pindah agama, Allah ridho apa enggak? Semua yg kita lakukan sebenarnya kan cuma satu, mencari ridho Allah." Trakkdess.. so far actually I also just have one goal in my life, one goal, one, just one, but it was not 'mencari ridho Allah'. Okey, starting from that time, the goal of my life become two: mencari ridho Allah and the previous goal I have before.

After that night at the joglo house, I think life become less complicated, yeah, whatever we do just refer to the goal 'mencari ridho Allah' then everything will be fine.

If Adam, Frankenstein's creation, met me, I think the story of the movie will not be so complicated. He will not confused about the meaning of his life, I will just tell him that the mean of this life is 'mencari ridho Allah'. :)

Horror Makes Fascinating

"Horror makes fascinating" I found that expression in one book I read recently, but unfortunately, I forget in which book I read it since I was forced to read so many books for academic purpose. I guess it was in the book editted by Barash which contains several articles about peace studies written by several writers gathered in one book. That expression impressed me directly when I read it. It tells about the behaviour of ancient European countries in war. Leaders of European Countries in the past really liked to fight each other for many reasons, such as teritory, wealth, source, etc. They liked war despite of the fact that war is irrational. War causes many victims, many people died because of it, war also needs fund which actually can be allocated for other necesities such a health, education and economic of the people in the country. However, those Leaders still loved the irrational war although they can be killed in war. In war, they could show their power and it was a pride for them. If they won in war, the could get wealth from their enemy, sometimes they fight to conquer the teritory of their enemy, when they won, they got teritory. Yesterday, I watched Troy movie again as it was played on tv and because I got insomnia. I think Troy can be a good ilustration about the behaviour the Leaders who like to fight each other. Troy and Greek fight for wealth, teritory, even for love, ziiinggg.. ??? They ignored all of the irrationality of war that can stole their life to reach certain goals. All they should do was be well-prepared and struggle as possible as they can to face irrational war so that they win and reach their goals.

Off course I disagree with the existence of war, but actually I love the expression 'horror makes fascinating'. I love the spirit of taking the risk to reach the goal. Preparing themselves despite of the horror. Horror becomes fascinating with good preparation, hard struggle and great passion to reach the goals.

Sometimes I applied that expression in several cases I think. For many things. For irrational what-so-called impossible goal. Judged as naive girl for struggling to reach what-so-called the only career I want in my life. For many things.

Tu Me Manquest

In French you don't say "I miss you". You say "tu me manques" which means you are missing from me.

One day I found a message from my friend on my fb. That message was so simple, 'how are you?' It's literally written 'how are you?' Just that. I don't know what her mean. I replied, then she replied again with the question, 'kok lama gak ada kabar'. Yup, I'm well known as the person who is very active writing fb status. I write many activities and what I see, what I feel on fb. But at that time, I was so bussy with my strugle to reach dream, job in office and my assignment in college in the same time. I stopped writing status and stop connecting to people. I don't know, may be my friend miss me. Actually sometimes I miss closed people too in my hard situation, but sometimes and almost always, I remember about 'tu me monquest'. Sometimes I'm affraid of that someone is missing from me. I do miss my friend too, I wanted to share every struggle I've done, but I was totally aware that my friends has their own life. I'm worry about that they are so bussy, and I am worry about whether I am bother them. It's like the expression of someone missing from us because of their own life.

Sometimes we miss someone so damn. It makes us suffer. However, what can we do when someone missing from us because of their own life and bussiness?

One evening I checked my silenced cellphone, then found that there were 2 misscalls from my dad. I ignored it because I was so hectic. Then I texted him couples hours later after I arrived at my boarding house. I asked him what happened. Then he replied that there was nothing, just my mom missed  me and want to have some conversation. I don't know. My tears melted while watching evening Spongebob on TV. :D In several cases, I am missing from my parents.

sometimes I am suffer when there's no information about someone we miss. One day I talked to my friend, Randi, in front of Plaza Semanggi while waited for other friend, Rizka. I told him that actually I also invited other friend, Bayu to meet up, but there's no reply from him. I told Randi that usually Bayu will reply a week later after I texted him. May be he's bussy. Then Randi was so surprised and told me that he also forget he hadn't replied text from his friend since yesterday. Then he replied it before he forget again. Haha..

someone sometimes missing from us not in purpose.

Yesterday my cellphone was error after being borrowed by my friend to text my lecturer. It can not be used to write text again. Then I turned it off, hopefully it will be normal again when it is turned on. Then I found out that it was not normal again. I turned it off again, took off the batery, took on, turned on again, then it was not normal again. Then I tuned it off, in plan, for forever. But I finally turned it on before I went bed. It was normal. Yeyy.. I received text from my childhood bestfriend, Rini. I consider her as my old sister. Maybe because I was so naughty when I was child, I never call older friend with article mbak. Haha..

Rini asked me whether I ever go home or not. It has been age we didn't see each other. Because the answer will be complicated, I postponed to reply it then went to bed. I just remember right now, in the next day that I haven't replied that text. May be she think that I change so much. May be I am missing ftom her. I never text either call her. I never visit her when I was at home. Despite of that situation, Mbak Rini informed me directly about the born of her baby with personal and emotional text. Special and personal information, with intimate words, we're sister, right. Then, again and again, because I wanted to reply with nice words, I postponed to reply it. I plan to think in full of concentration situaton about those nice words. Then I forgot to reply her until several days. Unforgiven.

I also forget to reply text from young lecturer I just met, she need me for information about association of international economy politic my ex office initiated. I also forget to reply text from my ex teater friend. I am missing from them. My teater friend may be miss me. He text me with unimportant text. Or may be it was a preface text before he text me to get loan. Haha..

sometimes I am missing from everybody because of my own interest. Sometimes I miss someone, being suffer because of it although I know that he has their own important business. I just want to get simple hello. May be that simple hallo is what my parents want, what my childhood friend want, what my bestfriend want. May be sometimes somebody don't want it at all because it seems so annoying among their important business.

Last week I shop in Vikita for gloves. I saw a nice baby shoes. I directly remember mbak rini and her baby. I bought a pair of baby shoes then got weird look from shopkerper because of it. May be sometimes I am missing from everybody, but I never forget. Never.

Try not to be missing from beloved people. :)

Sunset in Jogja

Karena tema kali ini adalah sampaikan walau satu ayat, saya akan berbagi poin lain dalam program tv  ‘apabila kamu mencintai apa yang di bumi, maka kamu akan dicintai yang di langit’. Makjleb banget buat saya yang sangat skeptis terhadap apapun. Selama ini saya hanya memikirkan diri saya sendiri. Sudah bawaan lahir seperti itu, ditambah latar belakang ilmu saya adalah ilmu politik, di mana ‘tidak ada kawan dan lawan, yang ada hanya kepentingan’. Saya menghayati betul konsep tersebut dalam hidup saya. Saya tidak mau sih mencari musuh, saya tidak mau juga terlalu dekat dengan orang. Kadang saya hanya berinteraksi sungguh-sungguh apabila saya memiliki keperluan yang menyangkut urusan saya dengan mereka. Ya, tidak sampai seperti politik sungguhan di mana kadang jadi lawan, kadang jadi teman sesuai kepentingan. Saya hanya merasa tidak perduli dengan semua orang yang tidak berkepentingan dengan saya. Sungguh-sungguh tidak direkomendasikan. Mungkin karena itulah, Yang di langit menilai saya kurang penyayang sehingga belum pantas untuk disayang. Mungkin akan berakibat pada do’a-do’a yang saya panjatkan, kehidupan dan masa depan saya. Maaf ya. Mari introspeksi.

Kemudian, Yusuf Mansyur menambahkan poin selanjutnya. Do’a pada masa puasa itu sangat mustajab. Insya Allah doa-doa yang dipanjatkan pada bulan Ramadhan akan dikabulkan. Pahala amal ibadah juga dilipatgandakan. Oleh karena itu, usahakan jangan banyak tidur, perbanyaklah amal dan do’a pada bulan Ramadhan.

Selanjutnya, dikisahkan ketika Rasul sedang di Masjid Nabawi bersama para sahabat, rasul mengucap ‘amin’ tiga kali. Setelah itu Sahabat bertanya, “Ya Rasul, mengapa Engkau mengucap Amin padahal tidak ada yang sedang memimpin do’a di sini?” Rasul menjawab bahwa baru saja Malaikat berada di situ dan berdo’a kepada Allah. Pertama, Malaikat berdoa agar jangan diterima puasa seorang manusia yang tidak meminta maaf kepada orangtua, kedua, manusia yang tidak meminta maaf pada suami/istri dan yang ketiga, orang yang tidak meminta maaf kepada saudara-saudaranya. Saya jadi ingat waktu awal Ramadhan pada masa kuliah. Saat itu kelas Ilmu Alamiah Dasar. Kelas itu mengajarkan tentang ilmu-ilmu alam. Idenya sih, diajarkan ke anak sosial agar kelak di kemudian hari apabila mahasiswa sosial berkesempatan menjadi pejabat atau pengambil keputusan, kebijakan yang diambil akan mempertimbangkan konsekuensi dan dampak terhadap lingkungan dan alam merujuk dari pengetahuan tersebut. (cocok buat gue banget.*merasa diri calon pejabat) Dosen IAD ini cukup alim. Beliau mempertanyakan kenapa orang maaf-maafan malah pada saat Lebaran, padahal seharusnya pada saat sebelum bulan Ramadhan. Lalu sore ini saya langung sms Bapak dan Ibuk untuk mohon maaf lahir batin atas segala kesalahan. Mungkin mereka langsung bertanya-tanya, mengucek-ngucek mata mempertanyakan apa mereka salah baca atau mungkin mengira saya sedang error. :D :D Pak Mahfud MD, yang mengutarakan poin ini di tv, menyarankan agar kita segera minta maaf ke kerabat mumpung baru awal-awal puasa. Yess.. Kemudian saya cek HP, ibuk dan bapak membalas. Entah mereka mikir saya error atau gimana, tapi dalam sms balasan, ibuk juga menyelipkan kalimat ‘semoga Allah selalu ijabahi do’a kita.’ Amin.. amin ya Rabb.. Ibuk.. doakan anakmu mencapai cita-cita. *nangis di pojokan.

Poin terakhir ya saudaraku yang tercinta: sorga rindu pada empat macam manusia. Yang pertama, sorga rindu pada orang yang gemar membaca Al-Qur’an. Sebagaimana yang kita ketahui (eh, gak ding, dosen Bahasa Inggris saya melarang menggunakan ‘as we know’ dalam speech, dia bilang, ‘siapa yang tahu? kamu tahu, tapi tidak semua audience tahu’), baiklah, saya tahu dari ustadz dan pelajaran Agama Islam selama ini bahwa Al-Qur’an adalah rule of law dalam kehidupan. Sorga akan merindukan orang-orang yang gemar membaca Qur’an dan menerapkan pada kehidupan. Saya sempat berfikir bahwa membaca Al-Qur’an itu sama saja bohong kalau tidak tahu artinya. Saya juga sempat menyesal bahwa saya tidak belajar Bahasa Arab waktu kuliah. Namun demikian, tidak ada yang sia-sia, toh kita masih bisa membaca terjemahannya. Beberapa waktu lalu saya juga berkesempatan mendengar Kultum shalat Subuh (ya, anda tidak salah baca. Saya memang kebetulan bangun Subuh dan shalat di Masjid. *OMG, sesuatu buat saya yang hobby bangun kesiangan). Pak ustadz menjelaskan bahwa Al-Qur’an yang kita baca ini dapat menjadi penolong bagi kita di kehidupan yang kedua. Bukan kehidupan kedua reinkarnasi seperti di film Kera Sakti perjalanan ke barat mencari kitab suci loh ya. Tentu saja kehidupan di akhirat. Percaya kehidupan kedua kan? Mending percaya aja, daripada gak percaya, udah terlanjur hidup sembarangan di dunia, tapi abis mati ternyata ada! Nah loh nyesel tiada guna kan. *nangis di pojokan neraka deh kalo gitu kasusnya. Kelak kita akan diminta pertanggung jawaban, umurmu yang dikaruniakan Gusti Allah itu kamu gunakan untuk apa. Kalau kita ahh ihh uhh.. kelabakan gak tahu mau jawab apa, Al-Qur’an yang dibaca setiap hari inilah yang akan menolong kita.

Tidak ada salahnya gak bisa bahasa Arab. Ya, tapi tetap sih, saya berkeinginan untuk belajar Bahasa Arab suatu hari jika saya memiliki kesempatan. Kita masih bisa membaca terjemahan Al-Qur’an untuk menerapkan poin-poin hukum Allah. Jika belum sempat membaca terjemahan pun, membaca Al-Qur’an akan bermanfaat menolong kita di akhirat nanti. Syukurlah, saya merasakan keganasan Bapak dan Ibuk saya. Dari kecil saya diomelin mati-matian untuk membaca Qur’an. Walhasil, membaca Qur’an ini sudah sama halnya dengan makan, sekolah, kerja dan keseharian lain. Sudah otomatis dijalani. Kalau ditanya berapa kali saya khatam Qur’an, jawabannya adalah uncountable. Hahaha.. maaf saya sombong dan riya’ pemirsa. Keganasan orangtua dalam menggembleng saya kemungkinan dapat menolong saya di kehidupan kedua. Ya, secara, selama ini saya belum berkontribusi apa-apa untuk kemaslahatan umat. Kalau ditanya, ‘kamu gunakan untuk apa umurmu?’ wah, saya pasti nangis di pojokan juga. Saya juga berharap, kebiasaan saya ini dapat menjadi amal jariyah untuk guru ngaji saya. Guru ngaji saya seorang mas-mas, anaknya seorang imam di Masjid dekat rumah. Masnya ini lulusan pondok, baik budi pekerti, santun dalam ucapan dan cakep banget. Waktu itu saya masih SD, saya pikir mas ini tampangnya persis banget sama Fery personel boyband M.E yang nyanyi lagu Inikah Cinta. Namun demikian, orang yang mengajarkan ngaji dan tajwid pada saya ini kemudian meninggal karena sakit. Semoga tiap ayat yang saya baca akan menjadi amal jariyah ilmu yang bermanfaat untuknya di alam baqa.

Tipe kedua yang dirindukan sorga adalah orang yang gemar menjaga lidah. Jika terluka karena pedang akan dapat disembuhkan, namun jika terluka hati karena tajamnya lidah, akan sulit sekali untuk disembuhkan. Dengan demikian, sorga merindukan orang yang pandai menjaga lidahnya agar sedapat mungkin tidak menyakiti hati orang lain. Semoga termasuk di dalamnya.

Tipe ketiga adalah orang yang memberi makan orang yang lapar, tipe ke-empat adalah orang yang menjalani ibadah di Bulan Ramadhan dengan sebaik-baiknya. Saya pikir sudah cukup jelas ya, dua tipe ini. Saya sudah capek nulis. Hoho.

Hanya bermodal seruan sampaikan walau satu ayat, apabila terdapat kesalahan yang fatal maupun tidak fatal dalam tulisan ini mohon dikoreksi.

ketika cinta mengetuk hatimu

Sebenarnya ini saya udah kemalaman di kantor selesai mengerjakan scholarship application, tapi saya pikir saya perlu nulis tentang ini karena ini penting dan merujuk "sampaikanlah walau satu ayat." :)

Namanya Umi, teman kelompok saya waktu ospek. dia adalah seorang jilbaber, jilbabnya panjang sampai pinggang dan selalu pakai gamis. Meskipun jilbaber, dia adalah teman yang lumayan asik menurutku. Setelah Ospek kami berpisah kelas, namun masih sering sms an dan saling sapa saat ketemu di lobby. Hingga suatu ketika, saat saya sedang tidur siang, tiba-tiba saya terbangun oleh suara ringtone sms, Umi yang mengirimnya, memberitahukan undangan liqo di Masjid kampus UMY siang itu juga. Saya yang baru saja bangun tidur tentu saja bingung dan tidak dapat mencerna kosakata yang barusaja saya tahu saat itu, 'liqo'. Sambil mengumpulkan nyawa, saya menemui teman saya, untung saja dan kebetulan saja dia adalah akumni pondok Gontor, sehingga ketidaktahuan saya tentang arti kata liqo terjawab dengan segera. Sejenis pertemuan untuk pengajian.

Karena penasaran, sayapun akhirnya ganti baju dan segera menuju masjid kampus. Mati gilak, saat saya menemui Umi yang duduk-duduk bersama teman-temannya di lantai masjid bagian atas, ternyata saya mendapati diri saya satu-satunya yang berada dalam kelompok itu yang mengenakan celana jeans, kaos dan jilbab tidak sepinggang. jreng...

Pengajian pun dimulai, isinya sih ada kakak senior yang ngasih kajian, lalu setelah itu tanya jawab, sharing2 gitu. Menurutku acaranya sih lumyan asik, cara penyampaiannya pun menyenangkan, kita juga bisa sharing dan bertanya tentang ketidaktahuan kita terkait agama.

Setelah itu, saya pun beberapa kali mengikuti liqo2 yang diadakan jamaah itu. Bahkan saya pernah diajakin ke basecamp mereka. Mereka tidak mendiskriminasi saya yang memiliki gaya berpakaian beda dengan mereka. Mereka juga tidak menyebut satu sama lain dengan ukhti atau akhi seperti jamaah lainnya.

Sudah sampai di sini, akhirnya karena kita sudah bukan Mahasiswa baru lagi, kesibukan bertambah, saya menjadi jarang lagi ikut kajian bahkan tidak pernah, toh saya bukan anggota jamaah tersebut. Sampai suatu peristiwa mengantarkan saya bertemu dengan orang soleh lain pada tahun 2010. hehe. Namanya Mba Wulan, anak UI teman magang saya di Kemlu. Saya sering makan siang bareng dia, lebih memilih sholat dhuhur di masjid Kemlu daripada di tempat sholat di kantor dan sering jalan bareng. Subhanallahnya ya, di setiap obrolan kita dalam perjalanan, saat makan siang atau apa saja, selalu terselip pesan atau ilmu agama yang saya petik darinya. Contohnya adalah menyegerakan Shaalat, belum tentu kita berumur panjang. Suatu hari saya memutuskan untuk Shalat Ashar di kost saja karena kost saya dekat saja, hanya di belakang Kemlu, tapi Mba Wulan mengatakan sebaiknya Shalat dulu sebelum pulang, kita tidak akan tahu apa yang terjadi dalam perjalanan pulang walaupun jaraknya cuma dekat. Kita tidak mau terjadi sesuatu hal yang tidak diinginkan dalam keadaan belum Shalat bukan. Pesan lain adalah ketika suatu siang kita makan di kantin upakara kemlu, dia mengatakan bahwa ilmu agama itu sama halnya dengan mandi, apabila lama tidak mendapatkannya, kita akan merasa kotor. Nah.

Setelah keruwetan hidup mereda, pasca laporan magang dan skripsi, saya lulus dan bekerja di suatu instansi di kampus. Saya terngiang dengan pesan tersebut. Lalu saya bertanya tentang kajian di Jogja. Tidak mungkin kan saya ikut yg di kampus, secara sudah bukan generasinya lagi. Seorang anak magang di kantor saya memberitahu suatu kajian di Masjid dekat UGM, tiap hari apa gitu jam setengah 7. Saya pikir kajian dimulai sehabis Magrib, namun ternyata yang dimaksud adalah setengah 7 pagi. Saya tidak jadi ikut karena terlalu pagi dan tempatnya jauh, berlawanan dengan tempat kerja saya.

Suatu takdir mengantarkan pada hal ini. Mungkin sudah ditakdirkan saya memiliki tempat kost yang dekat dengan Masjid. Kost saya saat ini berada di depan Masjid, jadi kalau saat asik nonton tv gitu tiba2 terkaget dengan suara adzan yang tepat mengarah ke kost. keras sekali. *lhoh. :)
Apabila sempat, saya mengusahakan untuk Shalat berjamaah, merujuk ilmu ekonomi, derajad pahalanya lebih banyak daripada shalat sendiri.
Suatu petang, seusai Shalat Magrib di Masjid, saya dipanggil oleh mas2, dikasih selembar undangan. "Kalau ada waktu dan tidak sibuk, besok datang ke pengajian ya Mba," kata mas2 pengurus masjid itu. Wah, kebetulan sekali saya sudah lama tidak dapat ilmu agama pikir saya.

Keesokan harinya saya ikut kajian itu, pengelolanya mbak2 pengurus masjid, anak UNY. Pembicaranya yang kukira ibu2 karena ditulisnya S.Pd setelah namanya, ternyata masih seumuran saya dan sudah dipanggil ustadzah. Wah2, envy saya. hehe. Ternyata tema kajian hari itu adalah ketika cinta mengetuk hatimu. hakdess.

Pada intinya begini ya kajian tersebut. Maaf kalau saya kurang lengkap menulisnya, ini kesimpulan yang saya tangkap. Allah menciptakan cinta itu indah (aduh, aku benar2 lupa kata2 detailnya, tp kurang lebih intinya begitu). Dengan demikian cinta itu memang Allah ciptakan untuk dirasakan manusia. Cinta itu fitrah manusia. Mencintai itu sah dan tidak apa2 karena memang diciptakan Allah untuk manusia.

Jika Allah mencintai suatu makhluk, maka Dia memerintahkan malaikat dan segenap makhluk untuk mencintainya (ini juga aku gak yakin dgn detail kata2nya, cuma intinya ya). Jadi, jika Allah mencintai seseorang, Insya Allah, dia akan dicintai juga oleh orang2 lain di sekelilingnya, dicintai malaikat dan lainnya. Mari kira berebut cinta Allah.

Lalu bagaimana ketika cinta mengetuk hatimu? Sudah dikatakan bahwa cinta itu fitrah manusia.
Dikisahkan Ali dan Fatimah putri Rasulullah SAW sepasang yang berjodoh. Fatimah adalah putri Rasul dan Ali adalah kerabat Rasul. Mereka berdua sudah saling mengenal sejak kecil. Fatimah mencintai Ali dan sebaliknya. Namun demikian mereka berdua dapat menjaga rasa itu dengan sangat baik sehingga tidak menjadi sesuatu yang menyimpang dari ajaran agama. Selama beberapa tahun Ali dan Fatimah merahasiakan perasaan tersebut, menguncinya rapat2 di dalam hati yang paling dalam. Bahkan diceritakan bahwa setan pun tidak tahu tentang perasaan mereka berdua. pesan dari mbak ustadzah adl, jika kamu mencintai seseorang, cukuplah kamu sendiri dan Allah yang tahu. Tidak perlu mengumbar2 ke semua orang.
Kisah Ali berlanjut. Sekian lama memendam perasaan, Allah pun mengabulkan cinta suci yang terpendam dalam hati kedua orang tersebut. Allah pun menadikan mereka berjodoh. Bagaimana jalan ceritanaya? Sebagai putri Rasul yang terhormat, banyak pemuda dari berbagai kalangan terhormat yang ingin menyunting Fatimah, namun semua ditolak. Rasul pun menyuruh Ali untuk melamar, siapa tahu saja diterima. Ali merasa tidak percaya diri, pemuda dengan reputasi bagus saja ditolak, bagaimana mungkin dia yang hanya orang biasa berani melamar Fatimah. Namun demikian, dengan dorongan Rasul, akhirnya Ali melamar Fatimah dan tentu saja diterima karena memang Ali lah satu-satunya yang mengisi hatinya sejak bertahun-tahun.
Ya begitulah saudara2. Saya juga masih bingung akan pengertian mencintai karena Allah. Mungkin saja pengertiannya adalah cinta yang saling mendukung dalam kebaikan dan ibadah, begitu. Namun dalam kisah Fatimah dan Ali, menurut saya ketika cinta mengetukmu, jagalah kesuciannya agar jangan berubah menjadi sekedar nafsu atau obsesi. Dan ketika cinta tersebut terjaga, kemungkinan, jika Allah menghendaki, Allah akan menjodohkan kita dengan yang kita cintai. Jika kamu mencintai seseorang cukuplah kamu dan Allah saja yang tahu.

Yup demikian ya. saya cuma sekedar share info yang saya dapat dari kajian kemarin. lupa-lupa ingat. Kalau ada kesalahan baik yang fatal maupun tidak fatal, mohon dikoreksi.

Tragedi Musik Klasik

Kenapa saya ingin menulis tentang musik klasik? Gara-garanya teman kantor saya tiba-tiba memutar musik klasik Mozart atau apalah itu dengan kerasnya membuat saya tidak konsen dalam melanjutkan pekerjaan saya. Akhirnya demi bisa kembali konsen, saya mendengarkan musik dari earphone saya keras-keras. Entah kenapa musik klasik membuat saya menjadi tidak konsen dan kenapa saya tidak terlalu suka musik klasik, padahal kata orang-orang, musik klasik bisa meningkatkan kecerdasan anak.

Bermula dari anggapan itu, ya anggapan musik klasik bisa membuat anak pintar, teman kost saya waktu SMA tiba-tiba membeli sebuah album musik klasik mozart atau siapa (setahu saya komposer musik klasik cuma Mozart. waksss. :p). Pembelian album musik klasik itu merupakan sebuah persiapan teman saya menjelang ulangan harian yang menumpuk. Bayangpun, dalam satu hari ada beberapa ulangan harian, bahkan mungkin semua pelajaran ulangan pada hari yang sama. Dengan anggapan bahwa efek yang dihasilkan pada bayi dan kita akan sama setelah mendengar musik klasik, album itu akan diputar untuk mengiringi kita belajar pada malam sebelum ulangan harian yang bertubi-tubi.

Ya, dan ritual pun dimulai. Eh, sebelumnya cerita tentang kost dulu ya. Kost saya merupakan kost yang lumayan mewah. Ibu kost cantik anak ibu kost juga lucu-lucu. Sampai sekarang kami masih saling berhubungan sih. Selain kamar-kamar, kost kami memiliki sebuah ruang bersama, terdapat meja besar dengan banyak kursi membelakangi pintu besar yang menuju ke halaman belakang. Kecuali waktu tidur, kedua daun pintu selalu terbuka siang malam membawa udara segar dari tanaman-tanaman di taman belakang. Meja dan ruangan itu memiliki fungsi ganda sebagai ruang makan dan ruang belajar. Tidak tahu bagaimana caranya, mungkin karena sudah terbiasa dan tahan banting, kita bisa belajar bersama berbanyak gitu, terus gimana cara konsentrasinya ya. Selesai makan malam, kami semua bersiap. Biasanya tiap hari sih ada saja yang ulangan harian, entah itu kelas satu, dua atau tiga. Kebetulan sekali pada hari itu kami semua di kost akan menghadapi ulangan harian keesokan harinya. Aku sendiri dan teman dengan album musik klasik akan menghadapi banyak sekali ulangan harian keesokan harinya.

Meja besar telah bersih dari piring dan makanan. Semua penghuni kost mengambil buku dan mulai menduduki kursi masing-masing di meja besar tersebut. Suasana tenang, tidak ada yang saling bicara dan semua terpaku pada buku masing-masing. Teman dengan album mozart bersiap memutar musik dan musik pun mengalun perlahan memenuhi ruang seisi kost. Kita semua yang belajar, menanti-nanti efek musik klasik pada otak kita. Ulangan pelajaran yang hafalan, yang rumus-rumus, yang analisa dan semuanya. Musik klasik terus mengalun dengan nada-nada yang menurut saya unpredictable, kadang pelan, kadang mendayu, kadang menderu penuh semangat. Ya, mungkin inilah ciri khas musik klasik, pikir saya dan terus berharap musik itu membatu saya dalam belajar malam itu dan menghasilkan nilai yang lebih baik daripada sebelumnya saat tidak mendengar musik klasik.

Dan sama seperti yang saya rasakan di kantor, mendengar musik klasik membuat saya jadi tidak konsen, namun saya tidak menyerah sampai di situ, masa saya katrok banget, ya beginilah musik klasik. Ternyata yang saya rasakan juga dirasakan oleh teman-teman yang lain, dan sama-sama tidak diungkapkan. Baru satu pelajaran kami baca, tetapi kami tidak tau apa yang akan dilakukan, kami tidak konsen, lalu entah kenapa satu persatu dari kami membenamkan muka ke meja belajar. Sudah kami paksa untuk menegakkan kepala kembali, namun musik klasik yang mengalun, membuai kami menuju rasa kantuk yang sangat dahsyat. Pandangan tiba-tiba ngeblur, kesadaran mulai hilang. Saat mulai masuk ke alam mimpi tiba-tiba musik klasik bergema dengan kerasnya, awalnya mengalun lembut lalu dengan tiba-tiba menderang penuh semangat menarik roh kami yang mulai terbang ke alam mimpi kembali ke tubuh kami, kaget dan terbangun. Musik kembali mengalun lembut dan menderang tinggi kembali dengan keras. Nada menjadi tak beraturan. Sudah, saya tidak sanggup lagi dan memutuskan masuk kamar, menutup pintu, bukan, bukan belajar konsentrasi di kamar, tetapi tidur.

Yah, saya tidur pada saat keesokan harinya ada banyak ulangan. Tapi, entah bagaimana caranya ya, saya tidak punya catatan/ingatan saya mendapat nilai hancur pada ulangan hari itu. Yang pasti saya selamat pada ulangan yang bertumpuk di hari tersebut. Mungkin saya bangun dini hari dan belajar, atau belajar mendadak sebelum sarapan, atau detik-detik menjelang ulangan. Entahlah. Keesokan harinya, perasaan teman-teman yang terpendam akhirnya terungkap. Kami semua se kost tidak konsen saat mendengar musik klasik dan tertidur pada malam ulangan harian yang bertumpuk. Belakangan kami dengar bahwa penelitian yang menyebutkan musik klasik bisa meningkatkan kecerdasan anak itu adalah hasil penelitian yang salah. Hahaha. Jadi kesimpulannya, nanti saya tidak akan memperdengarkan musik klasik pada calon anak saya. hoho. selamat siang.
Jam makan siang-kantor IIS UGM.