Melanjutkan cerita naik gunung #StoryOfMylife
Alangkah terkejutnya kami ketika pop mie serasa harga nasi iga bakar Permana harga 30rb! Tapi ya udahlah ya. Butuh yang anget-anget macam pelukan. Kami terduduk di puncak gunung dengen pemandangan kayak gini. Nggak nyangka ya berhasil juga. Cakep. Kayak cotton candy. Pengin tak makan. ⁣
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“Lex, awan tuh kayak gimana sih rasanya?”⁣
Dahinya mengernyit,” Ya begitu Elza Frozen. Dia kan macem embun. Lu berharap dia kapas yang bisa lu tidurin?” ⁣
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Aku pun ngakak, berharap jawaban lain yang keluar dari mulutnya. Pertama kalinya ngerasain diterpa buliran-buliran air awan. Lucu ya 😂 Bisa ya pemandangan seindah ini. Nggak lama sarapan kedua disajikan, 1 telur rebus dan 2 tangkup banana bread. Bergegas aku genggam si telur yang masih panas. Jari-jari ini mulai beku. Kayaknya ini view sarapan ter-fancy. Setelah menikmati sunrise, nggak lupa kami foto-foto. Dan ternyata guide kami, Bli Buda, memiliki bakat terpendam jadi fotografer. ⁣
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Nggak kerasa waktunya pulang. Aku mendengus kesal, bisa nggak sih ada perosotan dari atas ke bawah tanpa kita mesti jalan, lagi?! Kaki udah kemeng nih! Kalo bisa tak copot nih kaki. Tapi ya udahlah ya, cuma bisa misuh-misuh sembari mendengarkan pertanyaan retorik Alex, “Eh bikin penginapan di sini lucu nih pasti.” atau “Kayaknya keren deh punya airbnb di sini, menurut lu gimana Elza Frozen?”⁣
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Ya, hari itu ditutup dengan kami sempat tea time di Bridge Ubud dan tepar. Membahas kegilaan kami yang memutuskan trip ini. Next-nya oku akan cerita kebun kubis yang kami temukan selama perjalanan, misuh-misuh Alex terhadap team kita yang ternyata jauh lebih muda dari kita, dan other guide yang berusaha menjelaskan hot steam too hot steam 😂🤣⁣
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⁣⁣⁣This is imperfect photo but perfect moment to captured. We all happy! What’s the meaning of friendship for you? A little bit #StoryOfMylife. Let me introduce you to one of my good friend, @anatawa. Last weekend we celebrate her hen’s party. Cant believe she’s getting married! 💕💃🏻⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣I knew her because she was my Airbnb host back then 2017 in Bali. She was soooo nice and friendly. Didn’t expect we become close after that. Take me for awhile to mingle with new people or group. I admiring her story how did she start her career and own business, guest house. She’s smart, pretty, creative, and practical. Her determination and effort shows how hard and detail she is. I kinda related because we also have same issue start everything from zero. Literally zero. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣What I learn from her; if you set your goal, knowing what you want, you’ll get it. No matter what and how struggle it was. We don’t have sugar daddy to get our dreams come true. We become our own sugar mommy for ourselves. Then she became Art Director in one of big digital agency in Singapore for about 10 years. ⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣It’s important to have inspiring friends around you. Not for jealousy or feel intimidating but to motivate to set your goal and dreams. Nothing wrong with dreaming unless you just let it be dreams without work on it. I learn so muucchh from you, sist. Semoga berjalan lancar ya. 😘⁣ thank you for memorable day, ladies!⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣—————————————————————————⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣⁣ #Nona_HitamPahit #clozetteid #beautyblogger #tannedgirl #canggucommunity #followme #explorebali

im·per·fec·tion⁣
/ˌimpərˈfekSH(ə)n/⁣
the state of being faulty or incomplete.⁣
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I never show you my imperfection face. But here we go #StoryOfMylife. Last night I was screening my followers and this account caught my eyes, I was silent. I feel connected. Her bio was written: STOP CALL ME FAT. I know I AM! ⁣
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How society somehow so mean to people who’s not as pretty as advertorial? People are easier to judge and say bad things to other without second thoughts. Stop contribute to people misery. Why I say that? Because it makes them stop give theirselves the love they deserve. Those who do not live according to beauty standards nowadays, are forced to think it’s their fault that they are too fat or too skinny or too dark. They desperate of feel accepted. How successfully beauty ads selling female consumer “hope in a jar”. Beauty ads has traditionally been one of the worst offenders for embellishing reality & selling women idealised and restrictive forms of perfection. They shaping the definition of beauty into young, thin, white, flawless models. How to achieve instant beauty, not to mention beauty plus apps (Ops!). All women obsessed to look as good as the ads. In reality, not all of us born with it. ⁣
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The reason I started blogging bcoz I have imperfection. I used to be dull, acne prone, etc. I also got bullied from my colleagues, high school friends just because I’m not white, have acne. Don’t you know how struggle for people who having fluctuate hormonal changing? Don’t you know they really try to fix it? From that moment I’ve been trying all skincare. My face and my life are not that perfect like my feed. Sometimes this happen. But this is me. I’m not too different with anybody else. I have acnes, pimples, but I embrace it. I’m not try to cover it. What makes me different is my personality. 😊 ⁣
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Now, the definition of beauty is shifting and no longer feel relevant in the modern age. Primarily some of you still aspired to look like models and celebrities, especially social media era.⁣
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Accepting of my flaws to valuing myself. ⁣

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I went throughmy darkest times alone.So, I’m sorry if I act likeI don’t need anyone else 🍃-Walking alone in darkest time isn’t bad.Sometimes, the thing that you need is only yourself.-Berada d situasi sulit sendirian bukan sesuatu yg mudah. Bahkan berkali” d titik paling rendah aku menemukan sesuatu yg mengecewakan. Sampai akhirnya aku berpikir bahwa tdk ada yg bisa menyelamatkan diriku sendiri selain aku sendiri. Aku yg impulsive, masih sering mencari tempat berbagi cerita ketika suasana tdk enak. Sampai akhirnya hanya dengan diam semua terselesaikan.-Iya, aku sudah terbiasa untuk sendiri dan duduk dalam diam. Meski aku tdk mendapat apa” tapi aku pun tdk akan kehilangan apa”. Aku pun tdk perlu marah atau kecewa dengan siapapun.-Jika hari ini aku tersenyum,Tentu itu krn usaha kerasku sendiri. Kehidupan memberikan banyak cerita. Cerita dimana aku harus berjuang bersama diriku sendiri dan lebih mencintai diriku sendiri ♥️... #clozetteid #alonequotes #letterofteph #selfworthy #sweetreminder #lifesayings #deepquotes #storyofmylife #alone #alonetime #selflove

Cukuplah orang lain tahu cerita yg bahagia, yg ga enaknya simpen sendiri. 😌..📷 by @niiliaa atau Bila ya. Lupa 😅 Thanks yaa udah nemenin kemarin. 😊.. #selfreminder #memyselfandi #storyofmylife #jalanjalan #exploretegal #tegal #gallerytegal #primebiztegal #hoteltegal #bloggertegal #clozetteid #sociollabloggernetwork

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Another #StoryOfMyLife this sunday. Teringat ketika ada teman bertanya;“Nie, apa yang buat kamu demen masak?”Tanpa pikir panjang dan singkat aku jawab, “Aku suka makan!” Saat itu aku cengengesan bagai anak kecil kesenangan dapat permen lolipop. “Dan mama.”Ada hening diantara aku dan temanku, sebutlah Marimar. Dari wajahnya aku bisa liat tanda tanya besar yang masih belum terjawab dengan pasti. Karena kepastian itu penting, sodara! #LAH “Aku suka makan. Makanya aku jadi senang masak. Awalnya aku nggak suka masak. Repot gitu. Apalagi bebersihnya. Cuma jadi seneng aja bisa masak dan enak kemakan.” Aku tersenyum memandangnya, sembari memotong-motong sayur mayur, “Mamaku itu jago masak banget! Dia menuntut aku untuk bisa masak juga.” Aku terdiam sejenak, “Kayak dia.”“Apapun yang dipegang beliau itu bisa enak. Dia nggak pengin aku cuma jago kerjaan kantor. Tapi jago juga di dapur. Bagi beliau, kebahagiaan itu asalnya dari dapur, meja makan.” Aku masih konsen memotong seraya pikiran sedikit melayang mengingat-ingat bagaimana kala mama suka ngamuk-ngamuk kalau aku males belajar masak. “Kamu tahu, dulu, kita pernah masak nasi goreng di rice cooker. Saking belum mampu gajiku untuk beli kompor listrik.”Aku menolehkan wajah ke Marimar, “𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐬𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐤 𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐦 𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧. 𝐊𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐫𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚, 𝐤𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐭𝐚 𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐤𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐤𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐚𝐩𝐢 𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧. 𝐃𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐚𝐧 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐧 𝐤𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐭𝐮 𝐣𝐚𝐝𝐢 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐡 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐤 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐮𝐩.” Mataku menerawang. “𝙈𝙚𝙣𝙪𝙧𝙪𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙢𝙖; 𝙠𝙚𝙡𝙪𝙖𝙧𝙜𝙖 𝙞𝙩𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙖𝙨𝙖𝙡 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙞 𝙢𝙚𝙟𝙖 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙖𝙥𝙪𝙧. 𝘿𝙞 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙩𝙖 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙠𝙪𝙢𝙥𝙪𝙡, 𝙗𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙠𝙖𝙧 𝙘𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙖, 𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙩𝙖𝙬𝙖, 𝙨𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙝 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙖𝙣𝙜.” Tanganku kembali sibuk beradu dengan pisau, “makanya, omelan yang paling sering aku denger, ‘ᴘᴇʀᴇᴍᴘᴜᴀɴ ᴊᴀɴɢᴀɴ ᴊᴀɢᴏ ᴍᴀɪɴ ᴋᴏᴍᴘᴜᴛᴇʀ ᴀᴊᴀ. ᴛᴀᴘɪ ᴊᴜɢᴀ ʜᴀʀᴜs ᴘɪɴᴛᴇʀ ᴅɪ ᴅᴀᴘᴜʀ’.”.- TO BE CONTINUED-.. #Nona_HitamPahit #clozetteid #followme #agameoftones #citygrammers #createandcapture #createcommune #createexplore #depthobsessed #gearednomad #lensbible #moodygrams #thecreatorclass #theimaged #tonebox #artvisuals #visualambassadors #urbanandstreet #globepeople #globeshotz #eclectic_shotz #passionpassport #walkingaround #traveldeeper #travelawesome #traveldiary #globetrotter

Another earthquake came up this morning. The little one. The fact, we still have beautiful clear sky with no doubt 🌈🔥❤️✨ This time on #StoryOfMyLife , I’d like to share another story of online taxi driver. This story began when I was arrived in Bali quite late. Almost mid night at that moment. As always, another story and experience shared with the driver. ..How long you’ll spend holiday in Bali, miss? asked the driver. Lets called the driver Pak Tarmiji. I just put simple smile on my face, “Long enough for work.” I replied.“Oh, I thought you are on holiday. Was, so lucky to have a job like you. Can traveling everywhere.”Now, I put artificial smile, may be to tired. “I should. Most people say similar thing like you did.” sighed me with big smile. Now truly smile from my heart, “But sometimes I’m pretty tired and want to stop at some place. Some point. Keep moving constantly are tiring, pak.”“I wish I have a job like you, miss. Because still good lah. You can enjoy the city, take a selfie, going overseas. You must have a good position in company” he responded while took my big-5 babies-sized luggage into the car. I giggled. “Pak, mostly if the schedule pretty tight, hotel room or airbnb place become my office space and locked me inside.” I paused, “Or, sometimes airport is like second home if I may say.” I closed my eyes, it was a long day to get me to Bali. Bloody traffic in Jakarta.He drove the car. Played music and adjusting the volume. “Pak Tarmiji, besides work as online driver, what do you do?”Pak Tarmiji responded with big smiling from front mirror of the car, “Nganu, mbak. Just driver.” Heard is accent makes me realised he must be not Balinese, “Where do you come from originally, pak?”“Cirebon, mbak.” “Wah, good culinary!”“Been to Cirebon, mbak?” “yes, once.” My eyes caught the calm and some cars on the main road. I love night time, empty, not much people and vehicles. Silent night. “How long you’ve been in Bali?” (CONT).. #Nona_HitamPahit #clozetteid #followme #agameoftones #artofvisuals #citygrammers #createandcapture #createcommune #createexplore #depthobsessed #gearednomad #lensbible #moodygrams #thecreatorclass #theimaged #tonebo

This morning, as always and typical of my morning day in Bali. I always have power breakfast. 🥗..Continue of #StoryOfMyLife with online taxi driver from previous post (you could check on the caption)..He always be with her along treatment. She almost gave up after first chemo. "𝙄 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙨𝙤 𝙬𝙚𝙖𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙚; 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙨𝙖𝙞𝙙, '𝙄 𝙡𝙚𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝. 𝙄’𝙢 𝙪𝙜𝙡𝙮 𝙣𝙤𝙬. 𝙉𝙤 𝙝𝙖𝙞𝙧, 𝙤𝙡𝙙, 𝙨𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙣𝙮, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙙𝙪𝙡𝙡'", he continued with big sigh. We silent. I could heard his breath. I know he needs time to continue his story, wasn’t easy tho. My fingers were trembling. I can feel his lost. “𝐈 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐔𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩. 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝟐𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐨”, he says. “Now me and my son realised the meaning of losing someone we loved. I lose my wife, a mother of my kid. No one do monthly groceries, manage family finance, cooking, the caring wife who always kept remind me bfast-lunch-dinner at rig. I missed her voice when I’m around and she calling my son motherly to wake up every morning to go to school. We don’t know what kind of detergents that Ibu always used. Even making shopping list!” He rubbed his forehead. “My son telling me about it when we got confused to do groceries”, he giggled. “He said to me, ’Ibu always make a list before do shopping. I think you should do that, dad.’”..Moral of the story: you’ll never know how much someone meant to you until she/he gone. Its important to be loved by someone not only on your good condition. As the vow says: I will always love you through good and bad times until death do us part ☺️❤️💓.. #Nona_HitamPahit #clozetteid #followme #launchdesigns #createcommune #acreativevisual #exploretocreate #fatalframes #thecreatorclass #creativeoptic #createandcapture #leagueoflenses #estheticlabel #livingwithideas #passionpassport #walkingaround #traveldeeper #travelstoke #theglobewanderer #worldnomads #happytummy #canggucommunity