Now, I'm in my little room at home. This little room is not comparable in size to my room in weenapad, off course… but I have more furniture here..:) and the plus point I never had in Rotterdam, my parents and those little brats are around… Since my only sister got married in February 2003, I occupy this room alone. Before that, it means after I returned from my study at Gadjah Mada in late 1999, I shared this room with her.
I always shared a room in past, at home with my sister, and while I was a student I shared room with my roommates.In Purwokerto, the small town in central Java, I shared room with other 3 girls when I first started my life as a lodger—or anak kost in Indonesian. I remember their names; I was with Ima, Eny and Rita in that big room. They were very diligent students. I and Ima were students at SMA 1, while Eny and Rita were at SMA 2. Our schools were only 3 minute walk from our lodge at lorong Perak. Every night they spent hours to read the text book. Me? I only sat with them when I had some homework to finish or an exam the next morning. If not, I would read something else..:) Rita always brought some novels with her, or some friends at my class lent me some comics or magazine. Sometimes, Rita and Eny would ask me to do things with their homework ( I and Ima were sophomore that time, while Eny and Rita were freshmen). Then, after that, I, Eny and Ima moved to other room for 3 after 2 seniors graduated. Hesty and Siti, Eny’s friends were also diligent students… and I were still the laziest one… :) Even Siti mentioned my lazy habit when I could finally meet her in 2009 in Kuta Bali (the amazing thing about me she could remember hehehe). I just can’t help it… self study bores me too much that I’d rather listen to the lecture in the class than read books home (reading text books is a good prescription for my insomnia..:)
When I was in Jogja, I spent the first year in a 3x3M room, alone…! I felt soooo lonely…, that I always bothered other lodgers by staying at their rooms –at Mbak Ikah’s room or at Mbak naming and Mbak Wiwik’s room. Then I moved to other lodge with Mbak Lulus in Durmo. But Mbak Lulus was already in her thesis writing that time that she left me a lot. The fun thing of having a friend or some friends sharing a room is that you always have company to talk or to do things. For instance, when I had to type my final paper in every semester, Mbak Lulus will accompany me—but she was sleeping… and before sleeping she would tease me by saying “have a nice typing….” And she didn’t mind the sound of the type writer at all… (a computer was luxurious that time). After Mbak Lulus graduated, Lilis became my roommate until the time when the landlord kicked us out since she wanted the house to be rented to a family.
Then I and Lilis split. I moved to Srikaloka, and shared a room with Mbak Naning (we lived at the same lodge previously), substituting Mbak Wiwik who had finished her study. The room was quite big that this room became a guest room for lots of our friends, sometimes there were 4 or more people sleeping in our room. Even a senior of mine, send his friend to sleep in our room since it would be a big case if a girl spent the night at his lodge…. Almost every afternoon Mbak Naning would make some tea, and all the girls at the lodge would gather in this room. Privacy ? I never had problems with privacy that time. So, when Mbak Naning’s friends come, and I wanted to sleep… I would just sleep and they didn’t bother me. After Mbak naming finished her study, Mbak Win- a friend of Mbak Wiwik shared the room with me. Well… my roommates in Jogja, except Lilis who studied archiving, were mostly students of something related to Earth. Mbak Lulus studied at Forestry, Mbak Naning was at geography, Mbak Wiwik, Mbak Win and Mbak Devi (my roommate after Mbak Win graduated) were at Geology. Well, Mbak Lulus dated Mas Giri -- Mbak Win’s friend at Geology. I never had a fight with any of my roommate… I think I was so lucky to have roommates like them.
After that, I always rent a room for myself. In Jogja, when I was at my master study in 2006-2007, I rent a small room, with a bathroom inside. Then, I also had my own room in Weenapad. Do I need more privacy now? Or I become more selfish? Well, maybe I am always a selfish person, it’s just that time I never had a chance to be as selfish as I am now… hahaha… I could pay a room for myself that time. It was totally different. Off course lots of students when I was at my undergraduate could pay a room for themselves, but I thought it was too selfish for me to do that with my parents’ money.
Since my sister got married, I always have a room for myself. This room is maybe a place where I spend the night alone –or a place where my Mom would watch TV accompanying me… well she technically occupied the TV to watch that bloody lame sinetron while I was in front of my notebook, but in the day… this room is a playground for my nephew and niece. They always have things to do in my room, whether it’s just to watch TV, or they do something more challenging like jumping on my bed, or investigating my drawer… So, now… since my sister is moving to Bekasi following her husband who is transferred to the headquarter, I’m going to miss those little brats a lot… Now, finding my room is just the same as I left it before work will be a very sad thing…
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