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Daun yang Jatuh Tak Pernah Membenci Angin – Tere Liye

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Judul: Daun yang Jatuh Tak Pernah Membenci Angin
Pengarang: Tere Liye
Tebal: 264 halaman
Penerbit: PT Gramedia Pustaka Utama
Cetakan: IX, Maret 2013

Menahan perasaan kepada seseorang yang sangat dicintai adalah sakit. Ingin kata berucap, tapi tidak mampu melakukannya, bibir pun seakan tertutup untuk mengatakannya. Hanya dengan dipendam, maka perasaan itu akan tumbuh sendirinya tanpa ditahu. Didiamkan.

Bagaimana dengan perasaan ini? Tersiksa. Bukan fisik yang terluka, tapi hati. Jiwa yang abstrak ini sulit untuk ditemukan obat penyembuhnya. Dan ketika terlambat, semuanya akan menjadi salah.

Terluka untuk diri sendiri, sekaligus menyakiti orang lain. Semuanya akan terlihat nampak runyam. Bagaimana ini? Bagaimana dengan perasaanku? Bagaimana dengan perasaannya? Bagaimana dengan perasaanmu?

Tere Liye merangkai alur cerita ini menjadi cerita cinta yang cukup rumit. Cukup rumit untuk dimengerti. Kenapa harus ada DIAM dalam cerita ini?

Pesan-pesannya dalam cerita ini membuat saya speechless.

Berhasil membuat air mata ini keluar (lagi). Ah, Bang Tere. Kata-katamu membuat hatiku melankolis. “Bukan bekerja dan menanggung beban hidup orang dewasa… Bukan menanggung beban pikiran yang belum tiba masanya…” (2013; 59). Anak-anak yang hidup di jalanan. Penuh perjuangan mendapatkan sesuap nasi. Menjadi pengamen dari bus ke bus. Bisa dibayangkan hidup yang seharusnya mereka lalui dengan bermain, bersekolah. Harus tergadaikan dengan ‘keras’nya hidup yang mereka alami. Yang kadang sudah tidak memiliki orang tua. Apa kabarnya saya? Harusnya saya malu kepada mereka. Sering sekali mengeluh atas kesusahan hidup yang ringan yang saya alami. Mama, Papa, maafkan saya atas ketidakbaikan hati ini kepada kalian berdua. Kata-kata Tere Liye semacam ini seperti menjadi cambukan bahwa “Ning, kamu beruntung sekarang. Ayo, gunakan waktumu sebaik mungkin. Haruskah waktumu terbuang sia-sia dengan ketidakjelasan perasaan terhadap orang-orang yang telah menyakitimu? Sementara, masih ada orang-orang penting yang percaya akan kemampuanmu yang bisa membanggakan mereka karena telah menjadi bagian penting dari sebagian besar perjalanan hidupmu.”

Menurut saya, di dalam novel ini, Tere Liye mengajarkan sebuah kebijaksanaan hidup.

Daun yang jatuh tak pernah membenci angin. Dia membiarkan dirinya jatuh begitu saja. Tak melawan. Mengikhlaskan semuanya.

Hidup ini akan terus berjalan. Sebahagia apapun, sesedih apapun yang kita jalani. Semua itu sudah menjadi bagian dari jalan Allah atas apa yang kita putuskan dan lakukan untuk hidup kita. Ya, kita harus hadapi, bukan berlari menghindar.

Bang Tere Liye. Kenapa harus ada kisah yang serumit ini?

Hmmm. Buku ini. Novel ini. I’m speechless. :'(

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Tuhan, Ini Tulisanku untuk Kau Baca

Setelah seharian beraktivitas, suasana malam hari menjadi salah satu waktu yang paling baik untuk mengistirahatkan raga dan menenangkan jiwa.

Menanti waktu yang akan membawa pagi untuk kemudian mengharuskan beraktivitas lagi demi sebuah kehidupan.

Seperti itu, berputar, berputar, dan terus berputar.

Proses hidup akan terus berlanjut hingga mencapai titik kedewasaan dalam memaknai hidup.

Apa yang kita cari dari hidup ini?

Apa yang harus dilakukan?

Sudah benarkah jalan hidup yang kita jalani sekarang?

Kita yang menentukan, Tuhan hanya menyediakan aturan-aturanNya agar umatNya berproses dengan baik.

Dan semoga kita semua bisa berupaya menjadi yang terbaik di mata Tuhan, sebagai yang menyembah kepadaNya, dan hanya untuk Dia sujud ini dilakukan.

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“Tuhan, Kau pasti tahu apa yang kami inginkan dalam hidup ini. Saya tahu, Engkau Maha Tahu segalanya. Engkau Maha Adil. Engkau tidak pernah salah atas hal apapun yang terjadi pada umatMu. Iya, karena memang, umatMu lah yang kurang memahami aturanMu. Untuk apa Al-Qur’an diciptakan kalau harus menyalahkanMu atas ketidakpuasan yang dijalani dalam hidup ini?

Tuhan, … harus bagaimana saya menerjemahkan perasaan dan keinginan ini kepadaMu?”

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My Heart and Toughness

Everything comes back again. I’m in my business and my daily activities. I try not to care with my hurted feeling. It’s so poignant to remember you again.

I can’t say anything. I just feel this. My heart.

The laugh that I show, the smile that I give, I think those are fake.

I have known, there is something wrong in my heart. Whose fault? Yup, my self. My mistake. I can’t blame anyone for this thing. I make it complicated.

Don’t you know how I am now? I’m tough…

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My Heart and Toughness

Everything comes back again. I’m in my business and my daily activities. I try not to care with my hurted feeling. It’s so poignant to remember you again.

I can’t say anything. I just feel this. My heart.

The laugh that I show, the smile that I give, I think those are fake.

I have known, there is something wrong in my heart. Whose fault? Yup, my self. My mistake. I can’t blame anyone for this thing. I make it complicated.

Don’t you know how I am now? I’m tough…

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Review: Sepotong Hati yang Baru – Tere Liye

Sepotong Hati yang Baru

The Title of Book    : Sepotong Hati yang Baru (A New Piece of Heart)

The Writer               : Tere Liye

Pages                         : vi + 206 pages

Size                            : 13.5 x 20.5 cm

Publisher                  : Mahaka Publishing

Year                            : 2013 (Fourth Publishing)

What a great book!

My impression for this book is WOW, I’m speechless. It doesn’t overdo because this is a fact. Tere Liye becomes my favorite writer after Raditya Dika because his writing that brings me into his world beautifully. He arranges all sentences into paragraphs so wonderful. I can’t deny it. He is a good writer. Sure.

In this chance, I just want to say something about this book, especially for galauers (including me). 😀 This book tells us about love. How we should face the love, whether in happiness or sadness. Some points that I can take from this book:

  • We are taught not to have self-confidence much with a man who gives us more attention. Maybe it is just his characteristics to be kind for anyone, nothing special for certain person.
  • Commitment and lasting dedication is needed to build the love. Although our spouse does something that makes us hurt, but we still keep the commitment and give our dedication to him, finally it is able to born the true love.
  • Disappointment is able to give a scar in our heart. May it can heal it, but the scar is always there. A new piece of heart is broken and we must find a new, although we cannot feel love perfectly anymore like before disappointment happens.
  • All things that we do will be useless and non-sense to prove what we feel to someone that we love because of his incredulity to us. It just gives us hurt to our heart. Yup, no happiness, no belief. So, what is the meaning of love if the belief isn’t in our spouse? NOTHING.
  • The real  beauty comes from heart.
  • Love needs sacrifice, tears, and struggle.

There are 8 stories in this book. All stories are interesting to be read and they have moral messages to us for being better one.

Hopefully, after reading this book, we become better one to do what we should do in love. Whatever its situation in this feeling, heart and love.

Keep spirit!!!

Thanks, Tere Liye for the book. You’re great!

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Dalam Dua Puluh Dua

yellowTahun 2013 ini. Di awal-awal tahunnya terasa nano-nano. Ya, begitulah hidup. Saya rasa terlalu banyak kegalauan yang tercipta. Anak labil. –“

Dan bulan April ini, tepatnya tanggal empat belas 2013. Saya genap berusia 22 tahun. Bukan umur anak kecil lagi. Tidak terasa, semakin bertambah. Tidak muda lagi…

Terima kasih ya, Allah. Atas kesempatan hidup yang Engkau berikan kepada hambaMu ini. Dalam dua puluh dua tahun ini.

Hadiah terindah yang saya dapatkan dari Allah di dua puluh dua ini adalah keJOMBLOan saya. 🙂 Senang sekali rasanya. Walaupun sempat galau-galau tidak jelas. Ya, namanya juga manusia. Kita butuh proses untuk menjadi lebih dewasa.

orange2Ya, saya ucapkan terima kasih kepada orang-orang yang telah memberi pelajaran hidup kepada saya. Siapa saja. Tak terkecuali. Yang sudah buat senang, buat nangis, buat sakit, buat gemeteran, buat dagdigdug, buat senyum-senyum sendiri, dan ekspresi lainnya. Trima kasih banyak. Kalian terbaik.

Walaupun mungkin saya pernah merasa disakiti, ya mungkin orang itu kurang suka sama saya, entah salah saya di mana. Saya sudah paham akan hal itu karena kata Pak dosen saya, “Kita hidup itu, siap disuka dan dibenci sama orang.” Peristiwa itu mengajarkan saya untuk lebih ikhlas lagi. Ikhlas, ikhlas dan ikhlas. Sabar, sabar, dan sabar.

Terima kasih, bos.

Ya, saya sekarang berterima kasih banyak sama Allah. Dengan kejombloan saya, saya bisa memperbaiki diri lagi dengan lebih baik kepada Allah. Setidaknya saya bisa tetap fokus pada proposal, penelitian dan skripsi saya. 🙂

Allah memang tidak pernah tidur. Di tengah suasana yang saya alami, Allah tidak membiarkan saya harus menjadi nelangsa. Allah mengirimkan motivator-motivator terbaik saya. Iya, orang tua, dosen-dosen, dan sahabat-sahabat terbaik saya. Mereka memberikan motivasi kepada saya secara tidak langsung. Walaupun memang mereka tidak mengetahui apa yang saya rasakan sekarang ini. Perkataan mereka seakan membuka mata dan pikiran saya kalau NING, KAMU ITU HARUS LEBIH BAIK. HARUS MOVE ON. BISA KOK. Insya Allah. Saya rasa hadiah terindah untuk tahun ini dari Allah. :’)

brownisKepada keluarga dan sahabat-sahabat terbaik saya. Atas materi dan dukungannya kepada saya. Tak akan bisa tergantikan dengan apapun. 🙂

Dalam dua puluh dua ini, saya harus bisa menjadi lebih baik. Stay focus sama masa depan. Bukan cinta yang menghidupi kamu, Ning. Tapi, cita-cita. Karena cita-cita akan mendatangkan cinta yang lebih mulia dari yang kemarin. 🙂23022013(007)a

Bersabarlah, nak. Ikhlaskan hatimu. Insya Allah, Allah akan memberimu yang lebih baik dari yang kemarin. :’)

Selamat hari lahir, Nining Syafitri… Semoga mendapat yang terbaik atas izin Allah. 🙂

Terima kasih atas orang-orang yang menyayangi dan membenci saya. 🙂

Semoga kita selalu berada dalam lindunganNya. :’)

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Hopeless

If I can be called as a labile person, I am a really labile person for this time. I know what makes me like this. Hmmm. I’m aware that I’m really really really stupid girl. Hehehe. More and more my post is only about my heart.

Yup, all this time, when my feeling has a problem, I just write, write, and write on my blog. Sometimes it’s a poetry, a story, or anything else which can make me calm in writing what I have to say. I don’t care with people talk about me. This is me.

I know that we have to post useful something for other. I think, it is done in certain time. Of course, with a good mood. 🙂 But, how with my heart which I can’t save this problem in my heart lonely.

I have fallen so deep in valley. I just can smile when I have to look up at the sky. Asking a help. Some people want to give their hands, but I can’t give my hand to help my self. And it’s useless. No change I get, No better life, No Learning I have. 🙂
Maybe for this time, I am only able to be silent, silent, and silent. How about smile? I don’t know. 🙂 I must go on, move on. I can’t give up. But, this hurt is killing me.

How can I rise anymore? I’m in a deep valley now. And now, I can’t expect too much with what I want. About my love in the future especially. Yup. This is about feeling. Feeling that brings self until we’re being old. Forever. I have fallen, fallen and fallen. If necessary, I can be in a death of this feeling. How pain I get. Hehehe. This is my risk. The older men have said to me to be careful with this situation, but I didn’t hear them. And now, I get it. *Good job!!! Do it more. :p

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Allah, is there still someone for me, with this stupid girl? I feel NOT. 🙂 I’m hopeless for this. Yaaah, how poor me. This is my risk because I amn’t good yet.

Allah, You know what I need now, but You will grant for me if I worship to You.

I’m hopeless for this situation actually. Coz my own mistakes. Sudahlah. I’ll responsible with this.

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Hopeless

If I can be called as a labile person, I am a really labile person for this time. I know what makes me like this. Hmmm. I’m aware that I’m really really really stupid girl. Hehehe. More and more my post is only about my heart.

Yup, all this time, when my feeling has a problem, I just write, write, and write on my blog. Sometimes it’s a poetry, a story, or anything else which can make me calm in writing what I have to say. I don’t care with people talk about me. This is me.

I know that we have to post useful something for other. I think, it is done in certain time. Of course, with a good mood. 🙂 But, how with my heart which I can’t save this problem in my heart lonely.

I have fallen so deep in valley. I just can smile when I have to look up at the sky. Asking a help. Some people want to give their hands, but I can’t give my hand to help my self. And it’s useless. No change I get, No better life, No Learning I have. 🙂
Maybe for this time, I am only able to be silent, silent, and silent. How about smile? I don’t know. 🙂 I must go on, move on. I can’t give up. But, this hurt is killing me.

How can I rise anymore? I’m in a deep valley now. And now, I can’t expect too much with what I want. About my love in the future especially. Yup. This is about feeling. Feeling that brings self until we’re being old. Forever. I have fallen, fallen and fallen. If necessary, I can be in a death of this feeling. How pain I get. Hehehe. This is my risk. The older men have said to me to be careful with this situation, but I didn’t hear them. And now, I get it. *Good job!!! Do it more. :p

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Allah, is there still someone for me, with this stupid girl? I feel NOT. 🙂 I’m hopeless for this. Yaaah, how poor me. This is my risk because I amn’t good yet.

Allah, You know what I need now, but You will grant for me if I worship to You.

I’m hopeless for this situation actually. Coz my own mistakes. Sudahlah. I’ll responsible with this.

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At This Lane

A Fiction Story.

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At this lane at the nice afternoon. From your lecturer’s house.

We walk together. You and I walk to the end of lane for waiting my friend to pick me up. We walk simultaneously. Before it, you ask me to let you bring my heavy bag.

You say, “You may not have a heavy bag like this. It is not good for you.” And I just nod. I’m speechless.

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Suddenly, you hold my hand. I feel there is something fun that make me happy with you. Is it sincere from you to do it to me? I nearly shed the tear because of you. I feel it is true. :’)

A love is a story. I think.

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And we walk together, our feet step simultaneously and you and I laugh and smile when looking each other.

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This is nice, darl. 🙂 Do you know? This is my first time to be like this. With you.

Thank you for being my prince.

You bring me to a wonderful place that never I get before.

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While I wait my friend at the end of lane, we chat; tell about the vision, division of your faculty, and about my feeling to you today. “I’m happy. Thank you, darl!” I say before we keep a part. 🙂

A few minutes later, my friend come.

And I must say ‘Goodbye’ to you.

But, you just smile and walk in reverse direction, not to look at me when I want to go.

You just leave.

After holding my hand. After accompanying me. After walking together. After steping the feet simultaneously. After you make me smile. After you make me laugh. After you make me happy.

And now, you prefer to choose leaving me.

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I think, this is the end of our love. Just only at this lane. Not in other lanes anymore.

Sometimes, we have to fly, feeling freedom, love, and happiness. But, we don’t forget that we are able to fall in misery. Pain. And we have to rebuild the lost spirit. Alone. With the passage of time.

And this pain tear sheds. We are separated finally.

::The End::

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At This Lane

A Fiction Story.

google.com

At this lane at the nice afternoon. From your lecturer’s house.

We walk together. You and I walk to the end of lane for waiting my friend to pick me up. We walk simultaneously. Before it, you ask me to let you bring my heavy bag.

You say, “You may not have a heavy bag like this. It is not good for you.” And I just nod. I’m speechless.

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Suddenly, you hold my hand. I feel there is something fun that make me happy with you. Is it sincere from you to do it to me? I nearly shed the tear because of you. I feel it is true. :’)

A love is a story. I think.

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And we walk together, our feet step simultaneously and you and I laugh and smile when looking each other.

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This is nice, darl. 🙂 Do you know? This is my first time to be like this. With you.

Thank you for being my prince.

You bring me to a wonderful place that never I get before.

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While I wait my friend at the end of lane, we chat; tell about the vision, division of your faculty, and about my feeling to you today. “I’m happy. Thank you, darl!” I say before we keep a part. 🙂

A few minutes later, my friend come.

And I must say ‘Goodbye’ to you.

But, you just smile and walk in reverse direction, not to look at me when I want to go.

You just leave.

After holding my hand. After accompanying me. After walking together. After steping the feet simultaneously. After you make me smile. After you make me laugh. After you make me happy.

And now, you prefer to choose leaving me.

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I think, this is the end of our love. Just only at this lane. Not in other lanes anymore.

Sometimes, we have to fly, feeling freedom, love, and happiness. But, we don’t forget that we are able to fall in misery. Pain. And we have to rebuild the lost spirit. Alone. With the passage of time.

And this pain tear sheds. We are separated finally.

::The End::