A letter to Mas Ihsan #04

A letter to Mas Ihsan #04

Dear mas Ihsan

I wrote this letter in a way to Batu, where we plan to meet. I have a horrible week and lots of works I have to do. Sometimes, when talking to your mom, I want to get my retirement earlier.
In couples months, tasks will be overwhelming. As you know, I have to work at the Health Department also. Meanwhile, my status as chief of Public Health Center is needed me concentrate more since District Government decide to make it as Regional Public Service Agency (in Indonesia we called it BLUD).

The purpose of this is to provide flexibility in managing PHC in finance. I hope we will be able to talk about this next time.

In my assignment as a health assessor, I deliberately asked for a slower schedule to be able to do the tasks in Probolinggo, as I mentioned before. This tasks must be done first compared to the committee assignment.

But I will share some later experiences about the cities I visit. There are some exciting things that I hope can add to your insight about Indonesia. We are a rich country, both with natural resources and with culture. There were many stories about culture when I was in Pekalongan, even in the city of Bogor which had an urban type and was very close to the capital city of Jakarta.

Hopefully, when you get access to read emails, we will be able to exchange more stories about many things.

We miss you and hope we can meet soon. Hopefully, your class report card is also good for this beginning. And the time we will spend in two days brings a lot of memories.

See you later.

A letter to Mas Ihsan

Dear Mas Ihsan,

I write this letter because of my longing to always talk to you. From the time we visited you at your boarding school, there was a desire to talk about many things that could not be done well at the time.

So I try to write a few messages.

About our family.
Now, in our family, there are new habits, namely: checking your school Instagram account and WhatsApp messages from your murabbi. We hope that from the photos shared, we can see your happy face. And every one of us who can recognize you from many of your friends’ faces for the first time will be proud.
Where we eat together, we always remember you from what is your favorite food. Or even food that you don’t like. So the conversation at the dining table is also often about you.
Unlike when you’re here, your younger sisters always compete to deliver something that more than you. Now they are proud and happy with what you have done. They also realize that telling parents about their daily school life is essential. Sharing stories at the dining table is now more often than usual.
Mia is now more diligent, and I see her often learning from shubuh. Nisa is currently participating in many competitions. Later in the third week of this month, our family will be in 5 places. You are in Batu, I should be in Ponorogo, your mother in Banjarmasin, Mia in Jogja and Nisa in Malang.

About your school.
I am often asked about your school. We are proud of what you got at your school. Therefore, don’t waste this opportunity.
Don’t apologize for not being able to reach certain standards, as if I obliged you to achieve it. Just do it with pleasure. Don’t force yourself to do something because of us. For example, when memorizing the Holy Quran, do not feel the obligation to reach as I requested. But do it according to the guidance of your teachers. They have experienced. If I ask you to memorize 15 juzz does not mean that now you are just remembering 3 juzz will disappoint me. That is hope, not a necessity.
Do it because of Allah so it will be worth worshiping. Likewise, for all the lessons you receive from your teachers.
Learn to be a good leader. Later, it will be time for you to lead in front of your family, your friends, and your community. At least for yourself. Learning does not always have to be perfect, there must be mistakes. Learn the mistakes and correct them by looking at the cause.
Becoming a leader often becomes alone. The higher the tree, the faster the wind hits. Do muhassabah. Surrender to Allah for all deadlock. Perform worship and avoid sin as taqwa. You will soon see a way out (makhraja). That is the promise from Allah.
So, my son, learn. Be your best. We will always pray for your health and your mind to study well. Also, pray for us in your evening prayers; hopefully we can meet again in good times. Probably, we will be given a blessed rizki and time. So we can meet and continue share each other stories.

Greetings and many loves from us.

Your father

P.S:
Herewith I send some textbooks as additional as you requested. And also a novel entitled Muhammad. Hopefully, He can be your role model.
I left a copy of the letter I sent you an email, later if you fail to save my message, there’s always a copy here.

Tragedi Sambel Korek

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Tadi pagi Uti masak nasi goreng udang… Sebagai tambahan penyedap harus dimakan dengan Sambal Korek produksi Bebek Leli … Nyam.. Nyam … Sayangnya baru sadar kalo sambelnya ada di kulkas .. Terpaksa harus dipanaskan dulu … Cara paling gampang taro diatas nasi di magic jar … Kurang lebih 5 menit saya dan @dhamirasaffana menyantap nasi goreng udang yang pedassssss…

Ternyata di bagian sebelah dalamnya masih banyak yang beku. “Masukkan lagi, pa!” .. Akhirnya setelah diambil secukupnya botol plastik yang berisi sambal korek yang masih beku bagian tengahnya itupun masuk lagi ke magic jar.

Apalah daya sehabis makan persiapan berangkat sekolah dan kantor begitu mendesak. Sang sambalpun terlupa diambil lagi dari magic jar … Dan panas dari jam 06.45 sampai 14.30 bisa membuat botol sambel menciut demikian rupa. Dan sebagian isinya tumpah ke nasi putih …

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Yang paling bermasalah tentu aja si bungsu @tabinacn yang ngga boleh makanan kena pedes sedikiiiiiit aja … Meskipun diambilkan yang paling tepi tapi aroma pedasnya tetap menyebabkan icha menolak makan.

Akhirnya melewati tangis lebay seakan2 tidak ada makanan lagi yang bisa dimakannya, terpaksalah panitia pengadaan membelikan nasi dari warung dekat sini supaya dia bisa makan …
Pedes ternyata bisa bikin siang ini ngakak buat kami bertiga dan tangis lebay buat yang anti banget ….

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Acara sampe siang, diramaikan dengan datangnya seorang yang terhitung mbah, dan cukup lama sudah beliau ‘menghilang’. Jadilah acara penggojlogan dimulai. Sayangnya saya kebagian jaga anak-anak di sebelah luar, di halaman yang juga disediakan tempat duduk-dudk dan mainan ayunan. Jadi acara foto-fotopun narsisnya saya dan anak-anak yang keliatan hihihi.

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