Pilih yang Mana?

Mentari belum muncul dari peraduan saat aku bersiap-siap meninggalkan kehangatan kamar. Roda benak berputar kencang untuk memutuskan pilihan. Commuter-line atau Transjakarta? Menimbang-nimbang plus-minus dari keduanya agar bisa sampai di Gambir sebelum jam 07.00.

Bagaimana jika memilih si naga besi? Cukup jalan kaki menuju sarangnya dan siap membawaku pergi jam 05.15. Tiga perhentian harus kulalui (Duriโ€“Manggaraiโ€“Juanda) dan kemudian berganti moda transportasi untuk mencapai Gambir.

Bagaimana dengan bus? Perlu angkot atau go-jek untuk mengantarku ke halte dan aku tak tahu kapan munculnya armada pertama. Kelebihannya, hanya perlu berhenti sekali di Harmoni, dan bus selanjutnya akan membawaku langsung ke destinasi, Gambir.

Pilih yang mana? Transjakarta tentu saja! Menembus dinginnya pagi menuju halte Rawabuaya bersama motor si abang go-jek dan mencapai halte tepat jam 05.00. Menunggu dan menunggu di bagian halte yang tanpa lampu . . . armada pertama muncul jam 05.10 dan membawaku menuju Harmoni dalam waktu setengah-jam. Yang bikin senang, bus ke Pulogadung sudah menanti di gerbangnya dan masih banyak kursi kosong yang bisa diduduki. Jam 05.45 bus itu bergerak dan mengantarku sampai di Gambir tepat 5 menit sebelum jam 06.00. Yihay . . . happy karena tiba lebih awal dan bisa menanti dengan tenang . . . sekaligus frustrasi karena mati gayaโ€” 75 menit menanti si naga besi yang akan mengantarku ke sarang batik Trusmi.

What should I do then? Just enjoy [or killing?] the time . . . reading, browsing, reading, browsing . . . until the train arrives on time, 07.15, to take me to my destination.

Jakarta, 14 June 2018



exploring the Kepayang island

When we just arrive at Kepayang island, exploring the surround is the first thing we do. So we walk along the beach which its white sand…still wearing our shoes and take some pictures when we are on the rock. See the dark parts on the rocks? Those are marks of the water level when the sea tides. The tidal wave will appear in the evening.

Then we go back to the cottage to tidy up our luggages. Before the sun sets, we decide to explore the Kepayang island. But one requirement is that we will walk with bare feet….huhuhuhuhu. I just imagine that it will be hurt since I’m not used to walk outside the house without sandals. I take pictures of my feet when I can stand in one of the rocks, before it is swallowed by the water the next morning because of the tidal wave.

Though complaining, I dont want to stay alone in the cottage…then we start the journey. The sand of the beach is so white and so smooth like flour. Actually it doesnt hurt my feet, except when I walk on shells. When exploring the beach, Selmi is collecting many kinds and colors of shells. She wants to make something with them and also this activity reminds her about her childhood when as a kid, she liked to do the same thing on her hometown’s beach.

Sometimes, we can not walk on the beach because of some big rocks or some big tree trunks. So we pass on the water…though very shallow…but I’m afraid and keep asking, “Is it ok to pass it? Is it not deep?” Hehehehehe…Selmi is very patience to answer my complaining questions.

On the way, we find two huge rocks and there is a secret gap between them. Of course we take the advantage by taking some pictures. We just amaze of with these huge rocks and Selmi has ability to climb it to its top. Just looking at these rocks and see the sea scenery from the gap of these huge rocks, cant stop to wonder of the Creator.

At the end of the beach, finally we see the sign of Kepayang Island ๐Ÿ™‚ Selmi keeps telling me that if I do not walk along the beach…hehehehehe. It’s not valid if we do not take picture in those signs. That’s the proof that we already set our feet on this conservation island.


This is the end of the beach…in my opinion. I know that Selmi will follow her adventurous heart, but I already give up. So we back to our cottage via the forest reservation. Can not enjoy the way since very quiet and too many mosquitos ๐Ÿ™‚
But at least, we already explore some parts of this island on our first day…

Kepayang Island, 23 May 2013

Belitung Tripโ€“โ€“1st Day

Yes…finally today we, Selmi and I, are ready to go to Belitung island. The taxi picks us up at 8 AM and takes us to Soeta airport. We use “taxiku”, so we are free for all the toll payments to airport. At 9 AM, we are in the airport and just an hour waiting before take off. Thanks God no delay for the Sriwijaya flight.

Only takes 50 minutes to fly and now we arrive at H.A.S. Hanandjoeddin airport. So quiet since there is only our plane which is landing and the arrival gate is not to far. Of course after taking several pictures in front of the airport’s name, we are ready to go. Bang Eko and bang Eval are our tour guides and they are waiting at the gate. Now, four of us are ready to go.

The streets are very quiet, no traffic jam, but we can see some huge rocks in each side of the street. Eko explains that the name of Belitung comes from the word “belitong” which means rocks. When arrive at the city of Tanjung Pandan, the center is “titik nol”, monument which has a big satam stone (a big black rock which is believed that satam stone comes from the fractions of meteor. It becomes the unique souvenir from Belitung too).

The first destination is Mie Atep, special noodle from Belitung. People says that it is not valid yet when we dont eat at this place. It is the same as mie Aceh but much sweeter. Several famous people had eaten in this place which we can see from the photos collection on the wall.


After eating the appetizer, we are heading to Kepayang island. But on the way, we stop by at Tanjung Pendam beach. This beach is located in the middle of the city. So many citizens like to hangout in this beach every afternoon. The waves are not big, the scenery is ok, but we dont get off from the car since it is very very hot. The sun shines very brightly.

Along the way to Tanjung Kelayang harbour, the vehicles are very rare which make the streets are so quiet. And we arrive at the harbour at 2.30 PM. Actually when the sun sets or rises, this place will be very beautiful. There is a small bridge to the sea with the lamp poles on each sides. Since it is very hot, we just drink the green coconut on the beach shorelines. Then it is time to cross Tanjung Kelayang and go to Kepayang island, the place where we will stay for 3D2N. We use one of the boat. There are pak Asro (the boat owner), pak Edy, and one guy (dont know his name) who accompany us. So, just two of us as the passengers. We climb up to the boat’s roof so we can see the sea scenery.


When our boat draws closer to Kepayang beach, we can see 2 boats full of people left ๐Ÿ˜ฆ several people who just finish swimming…but then they left the island. So what we will do?

Kepayang island…here we comes!! So quiet island. We stay in one of five cottages for two people. There is also one cottage which is made from a tent. The island staff call it “the tent house”. Also the biggest cottage with two ACs. But I think it’s useless to use AC since the electricity is on every 5 PM – 6 AM…when there is no light from the sun ๐Ÿ™‚

The boat’s owner tells us that kepayang also a reservation for turtles. They have a penangkaran place for their eggs and several pools for the turtles of two years old. They have plan to make a natural pool by the sea and will release all the turtles from penagkaran to the sea. We have an opportunity to hold the penyu’s. But so many mosquitos in this place because of the water pools.


Our cottage is not to small. The outside wall is made of wood and the inside wall is made of bamboo. Just one queen bed for two and one small toilet which is very dark when there is no light.


But, when we open the front door, the beach scenery is before our eyes…so wonderful. We can hear the sound of the waves, the birds are chirping, the wind is blowing…how great is the our God, the Creator of all beautiful things as far as we can see with our eyes.


Then our late lunch. The staff in Kepayang island, mbak Aas and Novi, are informed that we will arrive in the island at 11 AM. So they already cooked for us. But we arrive around 3.30 PM. We ask to take the lunch to our cottage. And the food are so yummy…kangkung, ikan bakar, cumi goreng tepung, and tempe tepung, and green coconut again.


After eating our late lunch, we go along the beach and take some photos and video. But I’m often complain along the way since i’m not used to walk on the unknown place, some are walking through water, some through the beach white sand by bare feet.


The way home, we go along the mini jungle track…but just two of us to walk through the junggle. Getting hard the ways for my bare feet. And again, the mosquitos….they are bitting my legs and hands….so itchy ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Finally, we arrive at our cottage. But the itches got paid when we see a beautiful rainbow on the sky. Before the rainbow, the sky is so dark, not in our island, but above the Belitung. We can see the dark sky which contains the heavy rain from a far far way (it takes 15 minutes by boat to go back to Tanjung Kelayang harbour). After the dark sky disappear, the rainbow shows up beautifully.


Then we go to the restaurant for dinner. The menu are almost the same ๐Ÿ™‚ …kangkung, cumi saos tiram, tempe goreng tepung, ikan goreng. The resto is full of mosquitos too ๐Ÿ˜ฆ Here I heard stories that there are big biawak (giant lizard who eat insects) in this island and also monkeys.

My fear starts crawling after hearing the story of b otdh animals. Then the place is also very quiet since only two of us who become the guests in this island. The result is that I cant sleep all nite. I finish reading a novel by hearing music until 1.30 AM and I force myself to sleep…and still hear the sound of small animal running under my bed…and I’ve succcesfully insomnia. I can close my eyes and my mind still running until 5.30 when the sun sets…

Btw, I send sms to bang Eko of how I feel in the nite. He says that the island is safe after I am asking the number of one of the staff. But still cant sleep..just hearing the sound of the beach waves and sometime the boat’s generator…until the sun rise early in the morning of the 2nd day…

Kepayang island, 23 May 2013

my little journey…to TIM :)

Though already 6 years live in Jakarta, today is the 1st time I go to Cikini street by myself, actually to Pusat Dokumentasi Sastra (PDS) HB Jassin at Taman Ismail Marzuki (TIM). The place isn’t in the middle of nowhere. It is in Central Jakarta and I don’t know how to reach it by myself…fiyuh ๐Ÿ™‚

After asking my friend who knows well the Jakarta public transportation, I am ready to start this little adventure.I take the busway and get off to Kwitang shelter. For the first time also I know the location of GKI Kwitang, which is near the BPK Gunung Mulia bookstore…wedew. I am really surprised for myself who never give attention to places. After asking the church’s satpam, he says that I can’t find the bus P20 at the front of the church anymore. Have to walk back to Tugu Tani statue, and wait for the bus at the traffic light. So I do the little walking..almost 500 meters from the church and waiting at Tugu Tani shelter. Then there are two buses, since I can’t read its number–I need a new glasses–the buses just pass by and both of them are P20…AC and non-AC. Then another red light. There is kopaja 502 and actually I can go with it since it will pass by the TIM. But I don’t take it. Twice are kopaja 502 pass by but I just ignore them. I am waiting for P20 since that’s the number my friend told me. Thanks God, I’m not waiting too long. There is P20, AC, and have to buy Rp5000 for not along journey from the tranffic light ๐Ÿ™‚

Yes, finally I arrive at TIM, at 09.10…it is not so late, then asking where the PDS is. The staff at parking lot says that PDS is right behind the blue building, the Planetarium Jakarta. And I find the place, but I feel so lonely in this HPI (Himpunan Penerjemah Indonesia) community. I don’t know a single one and the old members seem to enjoy their meeting…and I am not. But I meet a new friend, a new comer too and she becomes my “talkmate” during the events.

Now, it is time to go home. On the way out, I meet an old lady and guess…she lives in Bojong :)) She is a legal translator, the specialize of law documents and almost 500 documents to translate every month…wow ๐Ÿ™‚ She will go home by taxi, actually she asks me to join, but I refuse it since I want to know how to go home by myself from TIM.

My friend says that I can walk a little bit from TIM to the nearby junction since the Cikini Raya is one way street. It is almost 3 p.m. and the day is extremely hot. I don’t have enough energy to walk during the hot day since I don’t know how far is the junction. So I take P20 again and only to pay Rp2000 since it is non-AC ๐Ÿ™‚ The problem is this bus just pass by the nearby junction and it doesn’t turn left to the junction and I am not dare enough to get off since it seems that there will be no certainty about public transportation which will turn left at the junction. Since I dont want the bus takes me to LebakBulus, I ask the kernet about the nearby busway shelter. He says there will be one shelter nearby. It’s ok for me as long as I can get off the kopaja in one of busway shelter.

Yes…finally the kopaja takes me to the Setiabudi shelter. And for me it’s a new busway route…ckckckckck. I pass the Latuharhari shelter and the last shelter is Dukuh Atas. Then I can find my own way to Rawa Buaya shelter from Dukuh Atas. But it’s along long time to wait for the busway in Dukuh Atas, and then also a very long queue in Harmoni shelter in waiting for the busway to Kalideres.

I stop by at Jelambar for farewell party with Ida, but Selmi, Inda, and Papap don’t want to come since the sky is very dark and there will be a hard rain. So I am in a hurry to leave CL and take kopaja to Rawa Buaya. At Pesing, the rain starts pouring itself and still a hard rain at the red light of Rawa Buaya and I’ve got myself wet when get off from the bus. The rain and the wind is so hard but all are disappear when the angkot arrives at Semanan.

No farewell party with Ida who will leave BBH tomorrow because of the rain and I’m afraid can’t go home if there are floods on Daan Mogot street.

Jakarta, 9 February 2013

dua kereta, dua warna

Saat ada kesempatan untuk ikut pelayanan ke Nusakambangan (nuskam), tentu saja tak kusia-siakan. Beragam rencana dibuat untuk menempuh perjalanan ke Cilacap itu…mencari transportasi yang murah dan waktunya tidak terlalu mepet karena berencana berangkat Jumat sore/malam sepulang kantor (20 Juli 2012).

Semula mo naik travel langsung ke Cilacap. Kelebihannya ga perlu mikirin biaya taksi menuju stasiun kereta karena penumpang travel dijemput di tempat. Selain itu, bisa berangkat lebih malam, sekitar jam 7 malam. Kekurangan jika naik travel, karena jalanan di daerah Bumiayu sedang ada perbaikan, maka hanya dibuka 1 jalur dan ini menyebabkan kemacetan. Harus lewat jalur lain dan diperkirakan bisa tiba di Cilacap jam 6-7 pagi. Itu terlalu mepet karena perlu menyeberang ke nuskam jam 7 pagi.

Akhirnya diputuskan untuk naik kereta api. Dipilihlah kereta api Bogowonto, kereta ekonomi AC. Harga tiketnya lebih mahal daripada tiket bisnis ๐Ÿ™‚ Dengan tiket seharga 160 ribu, perjalanan menuju Purwokerto pun ditempuh dari jam 18.40 (berangkat dari stasiun Senen) dan sampai di stasiun Purwokerto jam 00.30.

Tak berbeda dengan kereta ekonomi biasa, saat kereta berjalan, beberapa penumpang dalam gerbong mulai menggelar koran/tikar/kardus sebagai alas tidur. Lorong atau ruang di bawah kursi menjadi incaran untuk bisa meluruskan badan. Meski mereka punya tiket untuk duduk di kursi (memang tidak ada tiket berdiri), mereka lebih memilih untuk tiduran di bawah. Emang pilihan yang tepat karena sandaran kursinya tegak lurus dan tiap dua pasang bangku diposisikan berhadapan…menyiksa bagi penumpang berkaki panjang dan sama sekali ga nyaman untuk tidur.

Hawa dingin mulai menggigit saat menjelang malam. Namun tetap mata tak bisa terpejam nyaman. Selain karena kondisi kursi, juga karena baru pertama kalinya naik kereta ini. Ternyata Bogowonto adalah kereta jurusan Jogja. Semula berpikir jika perhentian terakhirnya adalah stasiun Purwokerto, ternyata sejak bulan Feb 2012, kereta Bogowonto ini dijadikan trayek Jakarta-Jogja. Kata beberapa penumpang, kereta tiba di Purwokerto pas tengah malam, beberapa stasiun dari stasiun Cirebon, dan hanya berhenti beberapa menit. Nah lo….gimana bisa tidur nyenyak jika dapat info seperti itu. Penumpang lain bilang, justru pas nyenyak-nyenyaknya tidur, kereta sampai di Purwokerto. So pesan mereka….jangan sampai ketiduran!

Alhasil, sepanjang malam itu hanya tidur-tidur ayam di kereta….beberapa kali terbangun dan berusaha membaca nama stasiun kereta yang dilewati dan semakin sulit karena kondisinya gelap gulita. Selain itu, yang menambah jijay adalah munculnya crocoach’ babies di dinding bawah, di deket tempat duduk. Tambah ga bisa tidur tenang lagi karena takut hewan-hewan itu merayap ke kursi…oh, Bogowonto, Bogowonto….cukup sekali mencoba naik kereta ekonomi AC ini…tak mau lagi…

Pulang ke Jakarta pas hari Senin pagi (23 Juli 2012), dipilihlah kereta eksekutif yang harganya lebih murah dari kereta Argo. Kali ini kami naik kereta Sawunggalih. Tiketnya hanya seharga 230 ribu, sedangkan kereta Argo harganya 320 ribu. Tempat duduk yang bisa diatur, tempat kaki yang nyaman, tak ada yang gelar tikar, ada 2 film ditayangkan untuk menemani perjalanan, toilet wangi…hanya karena cepat jalannya, goncangan kereta terasa banget. Jauh lebih terasa daripada kereta Bogowonto. Namun tetap lebih nyaman. Tak ada pedagang asongan yang berkliweran menawarkan dagangan. Mereka hanya teriak-teriak di pintu gerbang karena tak diizinkan masuk gerbong.

Kereta eksekutif ini ternyata bergandengan dengan gerbong kereta bisnis. Jadi meski eksekutif, kereta Sawunggalih tak berhenti di stasiun Gambir, tetapi di stasiun Senen. Wedew….mikir lagi ntar tentang transport pulang dari stasiun Senen menuju rumah. Tapi dipikir nanti saja saat setiba di stasiun Senen ya….ada banyak pilihan tersedia ๐Ÿ™‚


Tertulis tanggal 31 Juli 2012

The Living Spring Water

Every semester of AGAPE fellowship, we always do an outing project. It helps the kids and their parents applying the lessons they have had for 3 months. Usually we do it outdoor, so we can build much better fellowhip and refresh our mind and eyes when seeing the natural sceneries.

For this semester of Jan-Jun 2011, we go to The Living Spring Water at Cisarua. Since there is one-way schedule on the way to Puncak, we cant go up after 11 AM. But the committee gives us 2 alternative ways.

Since the outing project is the same as the celebration of Great Friday, so I spend the time to go to church first with Vivi, Lensi, and Samuel. One thing that I โ€œhateโ€ on Great Friday worship is the excerpt of The Passion of Christ film. I cant stand the sound of Jesus persecution before He went to the cross. But there is the song of โ€œDown the Via Dolorosaโ€…so I kept my mind focus on the song.

At first, Mr. & Mrs. Hans will worship together at my church, but the plan is changed. They will pick me up at church before 10 AM. I have been a little bit worry when the time show me 09.30 and the worship do not finish yet. But, finally it finishes at 09.45. The plan is changed again, they will meet me near Puri since it is too expensive to go via toll just to pick me ๐Ÿ™‚ I ask Vivi to take me to Puri, but we do not bring helmet. We want to borrow from Sam, but then I change my mind and to go to Puri by ojek. It is expensive ๐Ÿ˜ฆ … he charges me 10000 for a short distance. One minute after I arrive at Nissan showroom, the black car arrives too … thanks God, I’m not late.

Then we go to Harapan Kita hospital to pick up Nita, who will help us for teaching the little kids. Then the torturing time for me begins…when Nita and I busy in preparing the tools to make maracas (a music instrument), I dont feel the headache and the nausea. But after finishing all the preparations, the sickness becomes more and more. The mint oil gives a little help and I try to sleep or at least close my eyes. But cant stay longer since I cant sleep ๐Ÿ˜ฆ and the traffic jam at Cibubur make it worst. Finally after we go out of the toll-gate, Mr. Hans takes the car to a stopping place, so we can take a rest and find some lunch. When open
the door, I can feel the fresh air which heel my sickness….thanks God.

Or my sickness is because I dont get enough breakfast in the morning? But, at last the lunch, soto sulung, is really helpful to recover my strength. Then, when continuing our journey to Cisarua, no more sickness.

We choose the 2nd alternative since it is more than 11.00 AM. We go via Sukabumi and turn left on Ciawi market. No traffic jam but the roads…it’s like riding a roller-coster. The road is too steep at several places. But finally we can find the place, The Living Spring Water, and do not get lost.

The place is very very beautiful. We rent all the rooms and for teachers and the family with big kids, we stay in a barrack. Each has 12 beds. But the barrack is in the lowest place. So many stairs to take when we go down to the place. Families
with small kids have mini paviliun each between the barrack and the auditorium. The auditorium and one big paviliun (with 2 bedrooms and 2 livingrooms) are in the highest place. So for teachers, we have to take all things we need so that no need to go up and down when there is a thing left. But over all, the view of the place is really great. It refresh our eyes and lungs … The Living Spring Water.

On the way to Cisarua,
22nd April 2011