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My Mom

by: Meiry Dintia Ariny

That’s my mom, i used to call her Mamak, as melayu kids used to. The past two years have been tough for us at home. We had the biggest fight after my bachelor graduation (it might be classic: I want to work independently by doing business while mamak and bapak never thought about it🙂) me being raised as third culture kids, they growing with traditional indonesian parenting)

A few days ago, I went to campus to complete my bachelor administration (I purposely did not complete it two years ago because a real fear of being forced to did things that I never thought of, by them) — and I met my supervisor.

We talk much about surviving, passion, business, lecturing until she said: “Meiry, melakukan apa yang dicita-citakan orang tua itu, bukan berarti menutup apa yang menjadi cita-cita kamu. Justru dengan melakukan itulah nanti Tuhan buka pintu berkat untuk kamu mencapai itu” — aku auto BANJIR😭 while she keeps giving illustration on how life treating her this 37 years. “Saya udah jadi dosen di Jogja pada masa itu, kampus keren. pokoknya saya keren banget, tapi orang tua minta saya pulang dan mengajar disini” and her last words” Orang tua saya meninggal beberapa tahun yang lalu kak, bersyukur saya sudah menunaikan apa yang mereka cita-citakan untuk saya” –makin REMBES😭

maybe it’s real, We never know the love of a parent till we become parents ourselves. Now i am in the mode of respecting, appreciating their hard work for the family.

foto ini diambil tadi pagi, jepret pelan pelan waktu mamak lagi jalan ke parkir pas belanja pagi di pasar👋(The writer is Kampoeng English Poernama Executive Director)

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