Sunday, November 26, 2006

Bougenville Valley

After spent 4 weeks time in Indonesia, we’re now back in Stavanger again. We had a very good time there although the weather was sooo hot and dry. Rain poured down only once during our stay in Bandung and Jakarta. We went to many nice places and I bought many Moslem clothes and hijab coz I couldn’t find any here in Stavanger. I had planned to meet up with some close friends, but I couldn’t meet all of them due to the limited time. I will tell you later about meeting some friends, coz now I want to tell you about a very nice and beautiful place I visited in Bandung that is Bougenville Valley.

This valley which is about 14 hectare belongs to Mr. Lambert, a friend of daddy TJ, a very good person I know for a long time. It is located at Cibodas village near Maribaya. There are many facilities in this place. You can stay a night in the villa or having a meeting or reunion. There is a playground where children can play and running around, two pools full of fish and one pool for those who like fishing. There is also a track for children who want to ride a bicycle, a big cage of birds, cows that produce milk which is distributed to the shop, and many other things. I and my daughters were really having a good time here. So thank you very much daddy TJ for bringing us to this beautiful valley and of course to you Mr. Lambert for your hospitality.

Here are some pictures I took at Bougenville Valley.

Friday, September 29, 2006

Coming Home

When I got a tag few months ago about five wishes, I mentioned that my first wish was visiting my family. And now my wish has nearly come true. Insya Allah I will be in my home country to celebrate lebaran with my family. I have had everything needed for the trip. Passports (mine and my two daughters), the tickets, the presents for everybody, what else, hmmm … money of course for shopping shopping shopping, hehe. Oh God, I’m sooo exciting. I have started counting the days. Three more weeks and I’ll be there, be with my beloved family.

I will depart from here on 21st October and will arrive in Jakarta on 22nd. It is a long journey and I hope there will be no problem coz I will travel alone with my two little girls. My husband has to work so he can not come along. Both of them still ‘batita’ (under three years old). So, can you imagine how busy and tired I will be during the journey which will take at least 19 hours?

However, thinking of being with my family celebrating Eid makes me forget all of that. I’m just exciting and happy. Thank Allah for giving me the opportunity to meet my family again, insya Allah. So, Jakarta and Bandung, here we come ….

Monday, September 18, 2006

Paradox of our Time

Today we have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time.

We have more degrees, but less common sense; more knowledge, but less judgment.

We have more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get to angry too quickly, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too often, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too little and lie too often.

We‘ve learned how to make a living, but not a life; we’ve added years to life, not life to years.

We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.

We spend more, but have less; we buy more, but enjoy it less.

We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.

We've conquered outer space, but not inner space. We've split the atom, but not our prejudice.

We write more, but learn less; plan more, but accomplish less.

We've learned to rush, but not to wait; we have higher incomes, but lower morals.

We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies, but have less communication. We are long on quantity, but short on quality.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men and short character; steep profits and shallow relationships.

More leisure and less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition; two incomes, but more divorce; fancier houses, but broken homes.

That’s why I propose, that as of today, you do not keep anything for a special occasion, because every day that you live is a special occasion.

Search for knowledge, read more, sit on your front porch and admire the view without paying attention to your needs.

Spend more time with your family and friends, eat your favorite foods, and visit the places you love.

Life is a chain of moment of enjoyment, not only about survival.

Use your crystal goblets. Do not save your best perfume, and use it every time you feel you want it.

Remove from your vocabulary phrases like “one of these days” and “someday”. Let’s write that letter we thought of writing “one of these days”.

Let’s tell our families and friends how much we love them. Do not delay anything that adds laughter and joy to your life.

Every day, every hour, and every minute is special. And you don’t know if it will be your last.

Friday, September 08, 2006

Summer Has Gone

Living in an arctic country makes me very happy when summer finally comes. (My husband used to say that summer in Norway is no more than two weeks if we are lucky, that is why Norwegians travel to warm countries in their summer-holiday). I love summer, and summer this year was very hot, long, sunny and nice. Sun was shining the whole day, no rain and the wind blowed softly. We went out very often, especially on Saturdays and Sundays.

Summer this year was special for us because of two things. Bella has starting going to kindergarden and Brenda can walk, although a bit wobbly. Life becomes easier for me and my hubby. I can be more relax after taking Bella to kindergarden coz I only have to look after Brenda. I have more time to do what I like to do, when Brenda takes a nap, such as downloading photos from my digital camera for my photoblog, go blogwalking to see the photo from other part of the world, calling my family in Jakarta and Bandung, solving Sudoku and doing housework peacefully.

But summer has gone, and autumn is coming. Here are some photos of Bella and Brenda playing on the beach.

Monday, September 04, 2006

Thursday, August 31, 2006

Genetik Pemicu Wanita Selingkuh

APA yang Anda lakukan, apabila istri berselingkuh? Menyakitkan memang, tapi itulah yang sering terjadi dalam dunia penuh kebebasan saat ini.

Ketika seorang wanita berselingkuh, tak jarang pria bertanya-tanya, apa kesalahan atau kekurangannya hingga pasangannya tega melakukan perbuatan yang diharamkan agama itu.

Fakta yang diungkap Prof Tim Spector dari Twin Research Unit di St Thomas’s Hospital London, menunjukkan kasus perselingkuhan justru sering tak memerlukan penyebab psikologis. Hasil studi paling gres malah menyingkap sifat suka berselingkuh itu berkaitan dengan faktor genetik.

Menurut Prof Spector, saat meneliti komponen genetik sejumlah orang kembar menemukan, jika satu dari orang kembar tersebut punya sejarah berselingkuh, 55 persen kemungkinan saudara kembarnya juga suka melakukan hubungan gelap.

"Kecenderungan untuk setia atau tidak, paling kental terlihat pada orang kembar identik, karena mereka mempunyai susunan gen yang sama. Angka tersebut jauh lebih tinggi dibandingkan kecenderungan wanita umumnya untuk berselingkuh yang hanya 23 persen," jelas Prof Spector.

Menurut Prof Spector, gen yang bertanggungjawab terhadap kecenderungan berselingkuh pada wanita, kemungkinan besar merupakan proses evolusi dari gabungan gen dari berbagai sumber.

"Akan tetapi sifat ini tampaknya tidak dikontrol satu gen saja, tapi sejumlah gen yang bekerja sama. Sepertinya dengan evolusi ini wanita menjadi lebih punya peluang untuk memilih yang terbaik," jelasnya.

Bagaimana risiko bagi kaum Adam? Dari penelitian terakhir di Jerman sungguh menakutkan. Pria yang tak setia, memiliki kemungkinan meninggal saat berhubungan seks lebih besar dibanding pria setia.

Pria yang suka berselingkuh diketahui lebih riskan terhadap serangan jantung dibanding pria setia. Tim peneliti dari Centre for Forensic Medicine di Frankfurt, mencoba meneliti catatan kematian dari 30.000 orang yang hidup dalam masa tiga dekade terakhir.

Dari tumpukan arsip kematian tersebut, mereka menemukan 60 kasus pria yang meninggal saat melakukan aktivitas seksual. Sebanyak 56 kasus, diketahui meninggal akibat serangan jantung saat berhubungan intim. Empat kasus sisanya, meninggal saat melakukan masturbasi.

Dari 56 kasus pria yang meninggal akibat serangan jantung saat bercinta, hanya empat pria yang saat itu intim dengan pasangan resminya. Selebihnya meninggal dalam pelukan kekasih gelap atau pekerja seks komersial di hotel.

Para peneliti Jerman hanya bisa berspekulasi, mengapa pria meninggal di pelukan selingkuhan lebih banyak dibanding yang di pelukan pasangan resmi. "Kemungkinan besar mereka berusaha terlalu keras, melebihi kapasitas tubuhnya untuk membuat selingkuhannya terkesan," jelas seorang jubir Centre for Forensic Medicine Frankfurt.

Nah, sayang nyawa atau selingkuh? atg

Monday, August 14, 2006

First Day

Today is Bella’s first day goes to the playgroup. I think I’m more exciting than her, hehe. It starts at 10 am but I have prepared everything since 7 am. Too early, eh?

My father in law drove us to the playgroup and my mother in law stayed in my place to look after Brenda. Bella looked very excited but when we came into the entry door, she refused to come inside. She looked confuse, but it’s only for 2 minutes. When she heard other children’s voice, she smiled and running inside. Then she forgot me. She was busy playing and talking (still with her own language) with other children.

According to Hilda (Bella’s teacher) there are 19 children in that class from 3 – 5 years old. So Bella is the youngest one coz she’s just 2 years 8 months. The playgroup building is big and nice. The place to play for children is also wide with many kinds of games. I like this playgroup and I like Bella’s teacher as well. She is kind, friendly and full of attention. I hope Bella will be able to speak properly very soon.
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Monday, July 17, 2006

On Hiatus

I'm now on doing something very interesting and lots of fun so I will not post for a while. But I will keep blogwalking and leave comment on other blogs whenever I have time.

Sunday, July 09, 2006

Ruling on Halloween

What is the ruling on celebrating Halloween?

HALLOW'EEN Harmless or Haraam? An Islamic Perspective.
Every year, on the evening of October 31st, millions of children across North America paint their faces, dress up in costumes, and go door to door collecting treats. The adults often decorate their houses with ghostly figures, carve scary faces on pumpkins, and put candles in them to create "Jack-O-Lanterns." Unfortunately, among the millions of North Americans indulging in this custom, many are also Muslims. This article will shed some light on the significance and origins of Hallow'een, and why Muslims should not participate in it.

Origins of the Hallow'een Festival
The ancient Celtic (Irish/Scottish/Welsh) festival called Samhain is considered by most historians and scholars to be the predecessor of what is now Hallow'een. Samhain was the New Year's day of the pagan Celts. It was also the Day of the Dead, a time when it was believed that the souls of those who had died during the year were allowed access into the "land of the dead". Many traditional beliefs and customs associated with Samhain continue to be practiced today on the 31st of October. Most notable of these customs are the practice of leaving offerings of food and drink (now candy) to masked and costumed revelers, and the lighting of bonfires. Elements of this festival were incorporated into the Christian festival of All Hallow's Eve, or Hallow-Even, the night preceding All Saint's (Hallows') Day. It is the glossing of the name Hallow-Even that has given us the name of Hallow'een. Until recent times in some parts of Europe, it was believed that on this night the dead walked amongst them, and that witches and warlocks flew in their midst. In preparation for this, bonfires were built to ward off these malevolent spirits.

By the19th century, witches' pranks were replaced by children's tricks. The spirits of Samhain, once believed to be wild and powerful, were now recognized as being evil. Devout Christians began rejecting this festival. They had discovered that the so-called gods, goddesses, and other spiritual beings of the pagan religions, were diabolical deceptions. The spiritual forces that people experienced during this festival were indeed real, but they were manifestations of the devil who misled people toward the worship of false idols. Thus, they rejected the customs associated with Hallow'een, including all representations of ghosts, vampires, and human skeletons - symbols of the dead - and of the devil and other malevolent and evil creatures. It must also be noted that, to this day, many Satan-worshippers consider the evening of October 31st to be their most sacred. And many devout Christians today continue to distance themselves from this pagan festival.

The Islamic Perspective
Iman (faith) is the foundation of Islamic society, and tauheed (the belief in the existence and Oneness of Allah) is the essence of this faith and the very core of Islam. The safeguarding of this iman, and of this pure tauheed, is the primary objective of all Islamic teachings and legislation. In order to keep the Muslim society purified of all traces of shirk (associating partners with Allah) and remnants of error, a continuous war must be waged against all customs and practises which originate from societies' ignorance of divine guidance, and in the errors of idol worship.

Our beloved Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.) issued a stern warning: "Whoever imitates a nation is one of them!" (Abu Da'oud). Muslims should heed this warning and refrain from copying or imitating the kufar in their celebrations. Islam has strongly forbidden Muslims to follow the religious or social customs of the non-Muslims, and especially of the idol-worshippers or those who worship the devil. The Prophet (s.a.w.) said: "By Him in Whose hands is my life, you are ordered to enjoin good and forbid evil, or else Allah will certainly afflict you with torments. Thereafter, even your du'a (supplications) will not be accepted." (Tirmidhi).

From an Islamic standpoint, Hallow'een is one of the worst celebrations because of its origins and history. It is HARAM (forbidden), even if there may be some seemingly good or harmless elements in those practises, as evidenced by a statement from the Prophet (s.a.w.) "Every innovation (in our religion) is misguidance, even if the people regard it as something good" (ad-Daarimee.). Although it may be argued that the celebration of Hallow'een today has nothing to do with devil-worship, it is still forbidden for Muslims to participate in it. If Muslims begin to take part in such customs, it is a sure sign of weak iman and that we have either forgotten, or outrightly rejected the mission of our Prophet (s.a.w.) who came to cleanse us from jahiliyyah customs, superstitions and false practises. A Muslim should be a model for others in faith and practice, behaviour and moral character, and not a blind imitator dependant on other nations and cultures.

Even if one decides to go along with the outward practises of Hallow'een without acknowledging the deeper significance or historical background of this custom, he or she is still guilty of indulging in this pagan festival. Undoubtedly, even after hearing the Truth, some Muslims will still participate in Hallow'een, send their kids "trick-or-treating," and they will try to justify it by saying they are doing it merely to make their children happy. But what is the duty of Muslim parents? Is it to follow the wishes of their children without question, or to mould them within the correct Islamic framework as outlined in the Qur'an and Sunnah? Is it not the responsibility of Muslim parents to impart correct Islamic training and instruction to their children? How can this duty be performed if, instead of instructing the children in Islam, parents allow and encourage their children to be taught the way of the unbelievers? Allah exposes these types of people in the Qur'an: "We have sent them the Truth, but they indeed practise falsehood" (23:10). Muslim parents must teach their children to refrain from practising falsehood, and not to imitate the non-Muslims in their customs and festivals. If the children are taught to be proud of their Islamic heritage, they themselves will, insha Allah, abstain from Hallow'een and other non-Muslim celebrations, such as Christmas, Valentines Day, etc. The Prophet Muhammad (s.a.w.) said: The Final Hour will not come until my followers copy the deeds of the previous nations and follow them very closely, span by span, and cubit by cubit (inch by inch). (Bukhari). Islam is a pure religion with no need to accomodate any custom, practise or celebration that is not a part of it. Islam does not distinguish between "secular and sacred;" the shari'ah must rule every aspect of our lives.

What to do on Halloween.
We have established, beyond doubt, that the celebration of Hallow'een is absolutely forbidden in Islam. It is HARAM. The question arises as to what to do on this night. Muslim parents must not send their kids out "trick-or-treating" on Hallow'een night. Our children must be told why we do not celebrate Hallow'een. Most children are very receptive when taught with sincerity, and especially when shown in practice the joy of their own Islamic celebrations and traditions. In this regard, teach them about the two Islamic festivals of Eid. (Eid-ul-Fitr is fast approaching, and this is the perfect time to start preparing them for it.) It must also be mentioned that, even Muslims who stay home and give out treats to those who come to their door are still participating in this festival. In order to avoid this, leave the front lights off and do not open the door. Educate your neighbours about our Islamic teachings. Inform them in advance that Muslims do not participate in Hallow'een, and explain the reasons why. They will respect your wishes, and you will gain respect in the process. Finally, we must remember that we are fully accountable to Allah for all of our actions and deeds. If, after knowing the Truth, we do not cease our un-Islamic practises, we risk the wrath of Allah as He himself warned us in the Qur'an: "Then let them beware who refuse the Messenger's order lest some trial befall them, or a grevious punishment be afflicted upon them!" (24:63). This is a serious matter and not to be taken lightly. And Allah knows best. May Allah guide us, help us to stay on the right path, and save us from all deviations and innovations that will lead us into the fires of Hell.

Thursday, June 29, 2006

Thank You

Hi, I'm Brenda. I would like to say thank you to mamma, pappa, big sister, grandmothers, grandfathers, aunties, uncles, cousins and friends for congratulating me on my birthday. I really appreciate it. Here is my photo showing my teeth. I have six teeth now.

Saturday, June 24, 2006

A Letter to Brenda

Dearest Brenda,

One year ago, around 00.30 am, mamma felt the first contraction. Usually it’s just a sign but this contraction was so hurt and three minutes later it came again. So mamma called your pappa which was still at the mosque doing dzikir (repeatedly chant part of the confession of faith, as a form of worship). Of course no reply coz pappa always turns off his mobile or change into silent mode while praying at the mosque. So mamma left a message then called your grandpa and grandma. Just after mamma hung up the phone, pappa called and said that he’s on the way home. Pappa then woke the Somalian neighbor up to look after your big sister while waiting for your grandpa and grandma came home. After that we hurried to the hospital. 40 minutes later you were born. So from the first contraction until you were born it was only 1 hour and 15 minutes. It was very fast but so painful as well. Normally from the first contraction until giving birth is between 4 until 10 hours or more. They said it is an intensive contraction. That’s why the painful was unbearable. Mamma also had bleeding. They had to press mamma’s stomach to get the blood out. Then they gave mamma infusion on both hands. Three bottles of liquid on each hand enter mamma’s body. Mamma still felt so much pain that made mamma trembling like an addicted person or freezing. Mamma’s head moved from side to side and mamma’s teeth chattering. Finally they gave mamma painkiller tablet. After the pain was subsided they did the catheter coz mamma’s bladder was full due to the 6 bottles of infusion. They still did that every 3 hour for 2 days coz mamma couldn’t urinate.

Dear Brenda, that was mamma’s experience of bringing you to this world. Yes, it was painful not to mention the pain that mamma felt during pregnancy. When mamma’s pregnancy was 7 months, mamma’s legs turned dark like having bruises. And it was hurt everytime mamma moved the legs. Mamma had to drag both legs to walk. It took few minutes to walk from bedroom to the kitchen coz mamma had to walk very slowly. Very often mamma got cramp at calf when stretching after sleeping. However, all pains were gone when mamma saw your beautiful innocent face. You opened your eyes just for a second as if you wanted to say hello. The happiness mamma felt that moment was indescribable.

Today you are 1 year old. I know you can’t read yet but someday when you are big enough, mamma will show you this letter. So you will understand that there is no other love like a mother’s. Love for her child. All I have to offer is a promise of a lifetime of love. A promise of the greatest love of all.

Happy birthday my dear one. Wish you will become a pious child. May Allah grant you all the happiness in the world and bless you forever.

Much much love from mamma.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Sunday, June 11, 2006

To the Beach

It’s summer time now. Today sun shined no rain, no cloud and the wind blow softly. It’s a very nice weather. So we decided to go for a walk. First we went to Godalen beach where my husband used to swim. After finished swimming we went to the kolonihage (allotment garden) to eat waffel and drink cola light. Then we walked to another beach near my house. I let Bella playing with water and sand. Her shoes and clothes wet but I didn’t care as long as she happy and enjoyed playing on the beach. I just lied down on the grass while watching Brenda walked here and there. She can walk now, Masya Allah. She could walk one day before turning eleven months.

Here are some pictures of them.

Sunday, June 04, 2006

All About Me

I like many things …

I like all kinds of music as long as it is nice to hear and have deep meaning – especially ballad and country.

I like action, comedy, drama and romantic movies. I don’t really like horror movies not because I’m scare but mostly because it has no ending.

I have a good sense of humour.

I like working with computer and I’m very happy that I have my own Portable PC.

The most important thing in my life is my daughters. They are the light of my life. They make me strong in facing this hard life. Can’t imagine what kind of life is without having them by my side. I never stop thanking Allah for giving me such cute and beautiful daughters.

I like to write though I am not a good writer … as you can see.

I don’t drink alcohol, I don’t smoke but I don’t mind being around drinkers and smokers. Though sometimes they’re really bother me.

I am a homey person. I like to just hanging around in my home.

I am not a good cook though I can do pretty well when I’m in the mood.

I don’t like going to the disco or bar. To me it’s just wasting the time and money for nothing useful.

I like going to the cinema. But I don’t go there for quite some time cause I cannot leave my daughters alone at home unless I have somebody who can look after them.

I don’t like people talking nice and sweet about me when I’m around but talking bad behind my back.

I am a very impatient person. I want to do everything quick.

When it comes to a relationship, to me honesty is above all.

I don’t like red roses because it reminds me of something which will hurt my heart. So please don’t send me red roses on my birthday or talking about it with me.

I sometimes act like a child. Don’t know why … it’s just happen once in a while.

I am trying my best to be a good mamma for my daughters. I want to be their best friend as well.

I’d like to … someday … travel around Europe, Japan, Brazil, New Zealand and many others.

There were times in my life where money was unimportant. And I hate to face the facts that money is everything at some stage.

I am a religious person
and I like to study Al Qur'an by myself or by reading other people's writing. I go to the party sometimes mostly like a birthday party or wedding or just few friends gather together.

My family means so much to me and I will protect them with all my might.

I like coffee and tea with milk and sugar.

I used to work in office and the best time I’ve ever had was when I work at RCTI, the biggest TV station in Indonesia. I love how we, the crew, stick together day and night. It’s like having a new big family. I miss those guys.

I like everything organized and planned. Though sometimes spontaneity is fun.

I’m a dreamer. I like to day dream about different things … I know …nothing will happen in the next second unless I do something. But that’s just what I like to do.

Blue, white and black are my favourite colours.

I don’t really like chocolate. I love spicy food (not very hot though), fried noodle, fried rice, rujak and sate.

I don’t have a serious hobby like others who likes gardening for example where they spend hours planting stuff; or sports – where they swim, run, cycling without ever feeling over exercised. But I like taking pictures though not professionally, more for fun.

I like singing … don’t have a nice voice, just love doing it.

I think the list is getting too long now. Are you still reading it? If yes, will you drop me a comment just for fun?

Sunday, May 28, 2006

4 things

Got tag again from Mala and this is my answer.

4 jobs you’ve had in your life
a. PT. Ulah Esti Sukur, as a secretary to the Sales Manager
b. PT. Unggul Cipta Trans, as a secretary to the Project Manager
c. Club Bali Tropic, as an Executive Secretary
d. RCTI, as a secretary to the Executive Producer

4 movies you could watch over and over
a. The Sound of Music
b. An Officer and the Gentleman
c. Dirty Dancing
d. Pretty Woman

4 TV shows you love(d) to watch
a. Friends
b. Ally McBeals
c. E.R.
d. Dr. Phil

4 places you’ve lived
a. Pariaman (West Sumatra), 6.5 years
b. Kabanjahe (North Sumatra) 5.5 years
c. Bandung, High School – University
d. Jakarta, until 2002

4 of your favourite foods
a. Sate Padang (Satay)
b. Mie Goreng (Fried Noddles)
c. Gulai Otak + Paru Goreng (terjemahin inggrisnya, tepatnya apaan yak)
d. Ayam Panggang (Grilled Chicken)

4 websites you visit daily
a. Hotmail

b. My Friend’s Blog
c. Muslim WakeUp
d. Indonesian Publication Homepage

4 tagged
a. Rosy

b. Yuli
c. Rahma
d. Gondhez

Friday, May 26, 2006


16th May
I got the result of the second exam for my Norwegian course. This time I was number two. A young girl from Germany got the highest grade. A bit disappointed but never mind.

17th May
It’s Independence Day of Norway. I just stayed at home with Brenda since it was raining the whole day. But my husband and Bella went to town to see the parade and had lunch at the concert house afterward. At five in the afternoon we went to my husband’s cousin for dinner. Her name is Bjørg. This was the first time for me to be in her place. It was a nice apartment with three bedrooms. And she is a good cook. I enjoyed so much the dinner.

20th May
We visited the daughter in law of my husband’s friend at the hospital who just gave birth to a sweet baby girl.

23rd May
We had dinner at my parents in law. It was a nice dinner and Bella ate more than usual.

24th May
I invited my friend for dinner. She is from China and married to a Norwegian man. They have had one child, a boy, and 14 months now. Bella as usual was very happy playing with other kid. She talked a lot eventhough still with her own language and laughing and running cheerfully. If the weather is nice we will visit them next Sunday.

Well, I had good times last week. It is spring now and hopefully the weather will be nicer and warmer. Have a nice weekend everyone!

Saturday, May 13, 2006

My Daughters (2)

It’s been quite some time since the last time I wrote about my daughters. So this time I will post about them.

Bella is almost 2.5 years now. She’s getting stronger and more demanding. She can walk from home to town which is about 2 km and every time we pass the playground, she will stop and play there. She likes dancing and watching TV especially music and cartoon movies. She talks a lot but still talking in her own language. It’s not English, Indonesian or Norsk. I think she combines all those three languages. Maybe she confuses hearing three languages at the same time. Mid of August she will start going to kindergarden and hopefully she can speak properly after being around with many children.

Brenda is now 10 and half months. She has started to walk by holding on to the chair, sofa, table, etc when she was 9 months. Sometimes she walks without holding on to anything 3 or 4 steps. She is very fast and strong. She can lie on her stomach by herself when she was 7 weeks. She can sit when she was 4 months. She can stand by holding on to the edge of her box when she was 6 months. She always moving everytime I hold her and keeps turning her body and makes me very tired.

I love my daughters so much and I feel so blessed. I always thank Allah for giving me healthy and gorgeous daughters. They light of my life.

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

My Bag

I got another tag from Rosy to tell about what is in my bag. When I’m still working as a Secretary I used to bring many things in my bag. But now I’m married and not working anymore … so let me see.

If I go out alone I only bring 2 things in my tiny bag.

1. Mobile Phone
Must bring this everywhere I go so me and my husband can communicate anytime needed.

2. Wallet
It contains of money, coins, visa card, member card of Coop and photos.

If I go to my Norwegian course I will bring:

1. Mobile Phone

2. Books
There are 2 writing books, Arbeidsbok and Tekstbok.

3. Wallet

4. Ballpoints, pencil, eraser, etc.

If I go out with my kids I will bring many things which are mobile phone, wallet, handkerchief, pacifier, bottles of milk, nappies, wet tissue, and the blanket.

I never bring a comb coz I don’t need it since I wear hijab now. If it is winter I bring gloves and will wear it only if the temperature is minus degree.

That’s all folks.

Saturday, April 29, 2006


Dugnad means a voluntary communal work. It’s an old tradition here in Norway. It can be done in the area where you live, in the kindergarden or other places. Many people come to work together. Some people repair or fixing something, some other cleaning the street from rubbish or painting. And some other makes food and tea or coffee for everybody. So today is dugnad day for Storhaug communal where I live. It starts at 12 pm til 3 pm in the afternoon. My husband works together with other people and he takes Bella with him. I can not take part because I have to look after my other daughter.

We have this kind of tradition also in my home country and I think this is a very good tradition. Especially in the western or European countries where many people are busy with their job or their business that they have no time to socialize with other people even with their own neighbours. With this kind of activity not only the neighborhood become clean and nicer but also everybody has time to chit chat with each other.

Here is the picture of few people doing dugnad that I take from the balcony of my house.

Wednesday, April 19, 2006

Min Familie

In my previous post I talked once about my Norwegian course (norskkurs). One of my friends wanted to know what this language sounds like. So this time I post the story in Norwegian language. Here it is. For Norwegian readers, pardon me if you find many mistakes. I’m still learning.

Jeg har en stor familie. Jeg har tre brødre og to søstre. Mine foreldre kommer fra Vest Sumatra, en av de fem store øyne i Indonesia. Jeg levde min barndom i Nord Sumatra men jeg gikk på skole fra barneskolen til universitet i Bandung, hovedstaden av Vest Java. Min far er 73 år gammel nå, og min mor er 70 i juli i år. De er gamle, og jeg savner dem mye. Min eldste bror bor i Jakarta, hovedstaden av Indonesia, også min søster bor der. Begge to er gift. Jeg har to yngre brødre, og en av dem arbeider på et cruiseskip. Han vil komme hjem i oktober. Min andre bror og min yngre søster bor i Bandung med mine foreldre. Jeg har tre nieser og to nevøer. Jeg elsker min store familie og jeg håper at jeg kan besøke dem igjen snart.

Friday, April 14, 2006

The Pink Dress

There was this little girl sitting by herself in the park. Everyone passed by her and never stopped to see why she looked so sad. Dressed in a worn pink dress, barefoot and dirty, the girl just sat and watched the people go by. She never tried to speak. She never said a word. Many people passed by her, but no one would stop.

The next day I decided to go back to the park in curiosity to see if the little girl would still be there. Yes, she was there, right in the very spot where she was yesterday, and still with the same sad look in her eyes. Today I was to make my own move and walk over to the little girl. For as we all know, a park full of strange people is not a place for young children to play alone. As I got closer I could see the back of the little girl's dress. It was grotesquely shaped. I figured that was the reason people just passed by and made no effort to speak to her. Deformities are a low blow to our society and, heaven forbid if you make a step toward assisting someone who is different.

As I got closer, the little girl lowered her eyes slightly to avoid my intent stare. As I approached her, I could see the shape of her back more clearly. She was grotesquely shaped in a humped over form. I smiled to let her know it was OK; I was there to help, to talk.

I sat down beside her and opened with a simple, "Hello." The little girl acted shocked, and stammered a "hi"; after a long stare into my eyes. I smiled and she shyly smiled back. We talked until darkness fell and the park was completely empty.

I asked the girl why she was so sad. The little girl looked at me with a sad face said, "Because, I'm different." I immediately said, "That you are!" and smiled. The little girl acted even sadder and said, "I know." "Little girl," I said, "You remind me of an angel, sweet and innocent." She looked at me and smiled, then slowly she got to her feet and said, "Really?" "Yes, you're like a little Guardian Angel sent to watch over all people walking by." She nodded her head yes, and smiled. With that she opened the back of her pink dress and allowed her wings to spread, then she said "I am." "I'm your Guardian Angel, with a twinkle in her eye. I was speechless -- sure I was seeing things. She said, "For once you thought of someone other than yourself. My job here is done". I got to my feet and said, "Wait, why did no one stop to help an angel?" She looked at me, smiled, and said, "You're the only one that could see me," and then she was gone. And with that, my life was changed dramatically. So, when you think you're all you have, remember, your angel is always watching over you. Share this to everyone that means anything at all to you.

Like the story says, we all need someone...
And, every one of your friends is an Angel in their own way. The value of a friend is measured in the heart. I hope your Guardian Angel watches over you always.

Sunday, April 09, 2006

School Memento

Got tag from Rahma and Amellie about my school memento. Here is the story.

1. How many schools did I go to?
My family moved few times so … let me see. First TK (kindergarden) was in Pariaman, where I was born. Second SD (elementary school) still in Pariaman but only until first grade coz my dad was moved to Kabanjahe in North Sumatra. We lived there for 5.5 years before moving to Bandung. Third was still SD at SD Ciujung II Bandung. Then SMP (junior high school), SMA (senior high school) and the last STBA (sekolah tinggi bahasa asing) formerly known as ABA (akademi bahasa asing). I got my S1 (bachelor degree) in 1992. So total 6 schools.

2. Was I the studios nerd, or the last minute hero?
From TK until graduated from STBA, I always become a good student. Sometimes I wanted to be naughty or doing something bad or making a trouble in the class like everybody else but I couldn’t. I didn’t know why, I just couldn’t. Sometimes my bad side told me to do this or that but my good side always winning. Alhamdulillah.

3. Was I the class ‘taiko’ or the teacher’s pet?
I never became the class ‘taiko’ but I think I was the teacher’s pet when I was in TK and SMP. And I think I was the teacher’s pet because I behaved and smart. I was a very quiet and an introvert person when I was young. I didn’t care with everybody and never sosialize with other people. I didn’t know why I was like that at that time but I understand now the reason. And I promise myself that my children will have a much much better treatment than I had.

4. What was the biggest rule I broke in school?
Not any.

5. Three subjects I enjoyed
Kesenian (art) especially singing. I like singing although my voice is not so good. Just love to sing whenever I want to, while I’m cooking, ironing or even when I’m in the bathroom.
Biology, both theory and experiment

6. Three teachers that inspired me
Nobody inspired me but I do admire one lecturer when I studied in STBA. He had a wide knowledge about the subject he taught. He was not a text-book teacher. And he was a very good muslim. He passed away few years ago because he suffered a stroke.

Well, that’s my story. Not interesting though but still good to be remembered.

Wednesday, March 15, 2006


Due to one and another reason sadly I must say that I will be hiatus for some time. I don’t know how long but I will keep blogwalking and leave comment on other blogs if I have time. Have a nice life everybody.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

My Five Wishes

Got an estafet from Yuli to write about my dreams. I had many dreams which were sometimes very nice, sometimes weird or I didn’t remember at all when I woke up. Most often I got a dream that I could fly. And I really hate it if I had a dream being chased by a crazy man, and when I got home I couldn’t open the door while the crazy man getting closer. At the end I just screamed then I woke up panting. So dreams are vary and sometimes unlocigal. Wishing is something else. So now I’m going to tell you about my five wishes.

1. I want to visit my family
It has been more than one year since I left my family. I miss them so much. I really want to visit them especially since my second daughter was born on June last year. Hopefully I can go to Indonesia mid November this year together with my two daughters and my hubby of course.

2. I want to go hajj
This maybe is the wish of all muslims on earth. Insya Allah, God will bless us (me and my hubby) to go hajj some day.

3. I want to have my own house
It’s very expensive to buy or to build a house here. Mostly people here get some loans from the bank in order to buy a house or an apartment which will take years to pay back. So if we have enough money someday I want to have a house with garden where my children can play around.

4. I wish my big brother has a job
I always feel sad everytime I think of him. He’s an engineer in civil, smart, caring and always nice to everybody. He has sent hundreds of application letters. He spent much money to buy envelopes and stamps, to copy many certifcates for each letter and for transportation to go here and there if he had interviews. But I have no idea why he never gets a job. He hardly ever gets angry. He had few girlfriends who like or even love him. But he always said, “How can I marry her if I can’t give her food, a place to live, etc.” Finally there’s a woman who really loves him and accept him the way he is. She has quite a good job and she still wants to marry him although he has no job. He only has some small projects which he himself doesn’t know if he will gain money from it or not. All of us always encouraging him to get married and at last they got married. I do hope that he will get a job coz he really needs it let alone his wife is expecting a baby right now.

5. I wish I will go to heaven
Because hell is too hot and too painful for me. I pray Allah everyday to put me and all people that I love in heaven. Amen.

Actually I still have many other wishes but since the limit is five so that’s all everybody. I think I will not give the estafet stick to others but whoever has a wish please do write it. I’m waiting.

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

The Exam

After being postponed few times since the teacher was sick finally I had my first modul test for my Norwegian course 2 weeks ago. Last Thursday I got the result and you know what, I passed the test with the highest grade in the class. I don’t believe it. I know I will pass the test but getting the highest grade? Wow …

For other people maybe this is not something special but to me it means a lot. I’m a housewife with two small daughters who need fully attention. I’m very busy with endless housework every day and still have to go shopping for our daily needs. So I hardly have time to study or doing my homework. I’m not complaining about my life, just telling the reason why I’m very happy with this result. It encourages me to study harder. I hope I will be able to speak norsk fluently soon. I really do.

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

5 Hal Aneh Mengenai Diriku

Waduh dapat lemparan tongkat estafet dari Ina mengenai lima hal aneh mengenai diriku, jadi mikir juga nih. Sebetulnya mungkin bukan aneh ya, lebih tepatnya hal yang tidak lazim bagi orang kebanyakan.

1. Takut Liat Air Terjun
Entah kenapa aku kok takut banget liat air terjun. Orang bilang itu phobia. Aku gak cuma takut liat aslinya, liat air terjun di TV atau bahkan photo aja gak berani. Aku udah coba memerangi perasaan takut itu tapi belum berhasil. Perlu proses kayaknya ya. Pernah beberapa tahun yang lalu kami sekeluarga pulang ke kampung halamanku di Bukittinggi. Ada tempat namanya Lembah Anai, air terjun persis di pinggir jalan raya. Dari jauh udah kedengaran suara air terjunnya. Aku udah ketakutan aja denger gemuruh airnya dan minta jangan berhenti disitu, lewat aja. Tentu saja semua protes, adekku yg cowok malah pengen berenang di situ. Airnya emang jernih banget, katanya, karena aku gak berani liat. Aku ingat papaku memaksaku untuk turun dari mobil. Aku coba tapi baru beberapa langkah aku dah menjerit panik. Akhirnya, sementara yang lain asyik maen air, berenang, photo2, aku mojok di mobil sambil nutup mata dan kuping.

2. Gak Suka Coklat
Mungkin aku satu-satunya cewek di dunia yang gak suka coklat. Gak tau kenapa pokoknya gak suka aja. Gak cuma coklat batangan, semua makanan yang berbau coklat aku gak suka. Kue basah, kue kering, es krim, dll. Tapi anehnya aku suka minum susu coklat.

3. Gemes Liat Bayi
Aku tuh kalo liat bayi suka gemes pengen nyubit atau nyium pipinya apalagi kalo bayinya lucu. Kadang tanpa permisi ama yang punya bayi, tuh bayi langsung aja tak cium atau cubit pipinya. Kalo sang ibu kelihatannya agak2 judes baru deh nanya dulu. Bayinya boleh dicium mbak ? Untunglah sekarang aku udah punya 2 bayi yang lucu-lucu. Jadi gemes ama bayinya bisa tersalurkan.

4. Kalo Ngomong Tangannya Suka Gerak
Ini nih yang bener2 susah diilangin. Kalo lagi ngobrol pasti deh tangannya ikutan ngobrol. Gerak kesana kemari. Gak peduli topik obrolannya apa nih tangan lebih heboh dari pada mulut. Waktu aku ngeluh ke hubby soal ini dia bilang, “it’s okay, to me it’s cute” hehe.

5. Sarapan Dulu Baru Mandi
Jorok ya, abisnya laper. Aku gak begitu suka ngemil. Biasanya makan malam jam 6 atau 7. Nah setelah itu gak ada lagi yang masuk ke perut. Paling makan buah2an. Jadi dari jam 8 malam sampe pagi perutnya kosong. Terang aja kelaperan pagi harinya. Makanya langsung sarapan. Perut kenyang baru deh sikat gigi dan mandi.
Itu deh sebagian dari hal2 yang aneh pada diriku. Ni tongkat estafet harus di lempar ke lima orang kan ya. Aku lemparin ke - sebelumnya maaf lo kalo tidak berkenan – Mala Fdm, Amellie, Rosy, Santi dan Ni Londo. Tak tunggu lo ceritanya.

Monday, February 13, 2006

Prophet Cartoons - What Went Wrong?

The comment below was given by Fahad Khan that I think should be read by all muslims.

Seeing the building madness that has been unraveling in Muslim countries over the Danish cartoon depictions of the Prophet Mohammed has left me wondering: ‘how did it come to this?’

Embassies are burnt, people dying in the riots, shops and windows broken, Danish products banned and the Danish flag being burned.

The Danish newspaper that originally published the cartoons possibly has a readership which does not exceed a few thousand…Yet, with the behavior of the Muslim mobs, the cartoons in question have been reprinted in Spain, Germany, France, Australia, and have circled the entire globe through the power of the internet to be seen by many millions.

Are the Muslim mobs happy with what they have achieved?

Most would probably say ‘yes’, that although the offending cartoons have been reprinted and the viewership has increased hundredfolds, the Muslims have shown that they have the ‘power of the mob’ and that Europe and the other countries are now taking the Muslims very seriously and they realize that Muslims can and will yield immense power (mob power).

Heaven forbid that we ask the Muslims where this ‘mob power’ was during the US invasion and occupation of Afghanistan where many thousands of innocents were murdered or maimed.

Heaven forbid that we ask the Muslims where this ‘mob power’ was during the US invasion and occupation of Iraq where thousands were murdered, thousands were maimed, and millions were made to live under the oppression and tyranny of a sadistic occupation to enjoy the torture chambers, depleted uranium, white phosphorous, cluster bombs, night raids, Apache gunships and foreign backed death squads.

Heaven forbid that we ask the Muslims where this ‘mob power’ was during the Zionist invasion and occupation of Palestine where millions were driven from their homes, and millions made to live under the oppression and tyranny of a sick Zionist people who believe God commands them to do these things (be He glorified from such blasphemy!)

Here is what I see the lesson that the Muslim mobs have sent to Europe and the US:

- It is OK to invade our lands;
- It is OK to murder our people;
- It is OK to torture our loved ones;
- It is OK to rape our women;
- It is OK to steal our wealth and resources;
- It is OK to desecrate the Book of God (Quran) by urinating on it and defecating on it in the US run prisons of Iraq, Afghanistan, and Guantanamo.

But under no circumstances, never ever, never, is it OK to make fun of our Prophet or draw any cartoons depicting him!

Can no one else see the patheticness of this situation?

What has gone wrong with the Muslims in general and this episode in particular is that they have abandoned the directions given by God Almighty on how to deal with such situations…

They have opted for a ‘mob rule’ mentality which has only escalated matters and made them look like fools, while what they should have done was ignore this entire episode as being the work of people who are simply ignorant, else we are guilty of being like them:

“And the servants of the Almighty who walk on the Earth in humility and if the ignorant speak to them, they Say: 'Peace.'" (Quran 25:63)

“And it has been sent down to you in the Scripture, that if you hear God’s revelations being rejected and ridiculed in, then do not sit with them until they move on to a different subject; if not, then you are like them. God will gather the hypocrites and the disbelievers in Hell all together.” (Quran 4:140)

Of course, what the Muslim mobs have done is disregard God’s instructions and have traded them for the instructions of their sheikhs and imams, perhaps they can lead them to a road better than God and His messenger can:

“On the Day when their faces will be turned over in the Fire, they will Say: ‘Oh, we wish we had obeyed God, and obeyed the messenger’ And they will Say: ‘Our Lord, we have obeyed our leaders and our learned ones, but they misled us from the path.’” (Quran 33:66-67)

Will it be a surprise that the complaint of the Prophet Mohammed on the Day of Judgment against his very followers is that they have abandoned that which he was sent to preach?

"And the messenger said: 'My Lord, my people have deserted this Quran.'" (Quran 25:30)

Let us all leave this madness and return to the teachings of God as delivered by His messenger…

Only when Muslims begin adhering and upholding God’s system of truth, justice, equality, and transparency will they be given the respect and security of this world and the hereafter.

Otherwise, they risk being humiliated in this world and the hereafter for their following of superstitions, injustice, intolerance, and leaders/imams who teach them to say and do other what God has revealed.

Monday, January 30, 2006

My Father's Birthday

There are four people in my family’s member who has a birthday in January. They are my hubby, my eldest brother, me and my father. Today is my father’s birthday. He’s 73 years old now. Yes, he’s old but he still has a good memory, good hearing and still able to drive my mother to and from her friend’s house. He always wakes up early in the morning and walks to the mosque to do his morning prayer while many other people still sleeping.

He’s tough and has a strong faith. I always come to him everytime I have a problem. It seems that he can overcome everything. And sometimes just talking with him has made me relieve and the problem’s gone. He said to me once that every problem has a solution. We just have to find a way out, be patient, keeps praying and insya Allah with God’s help everything will be okay.

God how I love, respect and admire him. To me, he is the best father in the world.

Happy birthday papa, may Allah bless you forever. I miss you so much and I hope we will meet again someday.

Friday, January 27, 2006

Thursday, January 19, 2006


Early this month I started my Norwegian course. I go to my norskkurs twice a week, every Tuesday and Thursday from 17.30 til 20.15. I take the evening class because I must look after my two little daughters in day time. Morning class is free of charge but even though I have to pay for my evening class, I feel glad because in this class most of the students are employees. They are mature and professional so it is more things to talk about. Some of them are funny also. For example, when the teacher asked us to write about what do you like to do in free time, one said, “Jeg liker å danse på bordet”. It means I like to dance on the table. Isn’t it funny? Or when the teacher asked what did you do this weekend, one said, “Bare slappe av”, meanings just relax. The whole weekend? Gee.

Anyway, the main reason I take this course because I want to have a job. Before married I used to work. So sometimes I feel kind of missing working in an office. But I can not have a job if I can’t speak norsk. Besides it is good if I can speak norsk well. Not only I will be able to understand the program on TV, can read newspaper, magazine, books, etc. but also it shows appreciation to the country where I live.

Monday, January 09, 2006

My Birthday

He remembered! My husband remembered my birthday. Happy ? Definitely. Funny is he was so afraid that he won’t remember it so he bought a present few days before and gave it to me and said that I should open it on my birthday. But then he became impatient and kept asking me to open it. Hi hi hi … lucu ya. My parents in law also gave me a present and a nice card. They’re very kind to me and never forget my birthday.

For some people holding a big party with hundreds of guests and having many presents on their birthday is an important thing. The more expensive the present they get the happier they are. But to me the attention is all that matter. I don’t need a big party or expensive gifts. Just a simple word like congratulation or gratulerer med dagen has made me happy. It is the thought that count.

Since nobody sings a happy birthday song for me so I will sing it for myself.

“Happy birthday to you
You were born in the zoo
With the lion and the tiger and the monkey like you”

Ha ha .. just kidding.

“Happy birthday to me 2x
Happy birthday dear Tanty
Happy birthday to me"

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Wednesday, January 04, 2006

My Husband's Birthday

Yesterday my husband had his birthday. Actually we wanted to celebrate it at least invited my parents in law but unfortunately we couldn’t do it because I just starting my norsk course again so I had no time to cook or preparing things for a little party. However after coming home from the course I did try to make a chocolate cake but it was terrible. I took the cake out of the pan when it was still too hot so it broken. Well, my husband said, don’t worry with the form. The most important is the taste. So, it reminds me of the comment given by my friend to my other friend about his affair with an ugly woman. He said, “The face may ugly like satan but tasty like sticky rice.” Muka boleh kayak setan tapi rasa kayak ketan. Oops sorry, I think I’m out of the context now.

Back to my husband’s birthday. Last year I didn’t give him a present coz we’re not together. I mean I was in Bandung visited my family at that time but I did congratulate him. So this time I gave him a nice wooden box complete with the measurement tool to keep the moisture inside the box is correct. He likes cigar very much so with this box he can put all of his cigars in one place and need not to worry anymore about the cigars getting dry. He’s very happy with that box and it makes me happy as well to see him happy.

Well, happy birthday my dear husband. More years much more wiser.

Monday, January 02, 2006


few questions
unsatisfied answers
people said curiousity and honesty can hurt you
she feels hurt now
she thought it’s over
wondering will things happened in the past ever happen again?
should she start to worry?
or just relax and hope
that nothing’s bad will happen
that everything will be okay