Gubak Surep

My driving license expired a long time ago, and I needed to make a new one so I asked my parents in December 2016, how to create a proper motorbike driving license. They said all the processes are legit and fast now, no need to "donate" some extra money to get it all done. But I need to take the required tests in the police station of course. It was Thursday morning, and my parents took me there. They waited and made sure that I got everything settled. My mom, who is a teacher, had no classes that day and my dad, he took the day off just to accompany me. At that time, as we were waiting for the police office to be opened, I thought to myself, "Why on earth do they need to accompany me? I can do it myself." And this situation brought me back to the moment of my registration day in junior high school. Most of my friends came by themselves, with their former elementary school friends, or just their  mom or their dad. Meanwhile I came with both of my parents and someho

The rain has stopped, and now I'm listening to a playlist on YouTube called Relaxing Rainy Jazz. The birds next door are chirping as I am trying to arrange my thoughts and write anything about me, what happened for the past year. So, I finally got a job. A permanent one, I hope. Haha. Yaa.. after a full year of struggling, I finally can make my mom cried with tears of joy. "Oh my daughter is now a candidate for civil servant. Her life is set," this is what I imagined her saying to her colleagues. I know, because that's exactly what she said to me. That she was relieved that finally I got a job. Not just a job, because I've had one or two before. It's becoming a civil servant. A parents' dream. I'd never thought that I could make my mom so happy just because I got accepted at one of the most prestigious ministries in the country. Wow. Thought I'd be a disappointment forever. No, don't get me wrong. I've always wanted to put