It~s a part of my historical continues story on www.titotetiko.blogspot.com , I should have to write down here again here for the shake of my fun sharing story. It~s sunday morning. It~s our family habitual moment since couple weeks ago to go to the car free day area at Simpang Lima. Although we are still ridding down a car but we manage to park the vehicle some place far away from the area and take a walk together.
Kok Ndilalah... we must have to past a father who ride down his bike just in the middle of the road. Then i push the horn.. but Still he~s not going to go away... second time... i blown up
the horn.... he just still keep in the middle of the road.... well then i must have to wait until the front traffic is empty so i have the chance to cut him off by taking the opposite way.
Is it necessary to own all the road as long as you are driving ; ridding down a bike.... I have already take my bike since i was in Elementary School until my College , then i was ridding down a bike too when i was starting my new career in Semarang 1996 - 2000.... but i dont remember that i ever own the whole road as a bike rider owner....
Is it already change now :
Do you a bike rider feel that you are the owner of the road when you are ridding down your bike. Is it something you can make yourself angry and ^mentheleng^ crazy when somebody blown you a horn up although you are in the middle of the road and someone want to pass you up:
Kok ndilalah i must have to create a new behavior knowing about it.
Walking along the empty road without any vehicle is must be the expensive moment for everybody this morning.
Because although it is named A Car Free DAY.... we still have to be carefull because there is still somebody who drive on the road by Motorbikes and Cars. I think they still believe that it~s okay with them. So what a bout us :
Kok ndilalah... my sons getting hungry.
So it became a walking starving family....
Zidane can not help himself as ususal,
he is crying all over the street.
Luckily we can hold him up , until the next 1 - 2 kilometres to find his favorite food : SOTO.
Teti got her Fav~Bakso
IqbaL also got his too
Zidane have on his own... Soto khas Semarang infront of mc D.
Lha kok Ndilalah... in the next 30 Minute IQBAL find him self in a deep pain...
It~s his usual behavior after getting some food,
or it~s his simple action in the morning.
Dia kebelet ngising...
Wow...
I ask him to run away by himself to Mc.D - i believe there is always be a urinoir - the clean one ....
not for long he just coming back...
it~s close, he said, it has been repair...
So we decided to go to Ciputra Hotel... go to lobby and find a WC...
finally he can trow something out from his ass....
the problems come.... he ask me.... where is the water Ayah : So as usual i told him to take some water from the flush
and clean up you ass... but he feel so difficult to do about it.
I finally got my second way to skip away from a western dirty behavior to clean the ass...
I took a tissue , put some water on it, and prepare it for a flush...
There you are, he is ready to flush his ass then...
We pass the security by smilling...
I believe the security felt that we are one of the Hotel Room Guest...
After all we are really the guest.. the guest who just leaving something from their ass...
Kok Ndilalah....I feel a butterfly on my stomach too..
but it~s okay with me i can handle it.
Then we decided to go home.
Lha kok ndilalah, someone called me..
ask me to have an interview
and kok ndilalah, after the next 30 minute...
he called me again and told me to negotiate properly about salary..
Well just wish me luck to have a good time on Wednesday, June 6. 2011
We took a different road to go home...
we move up to the hill at Gombel...
watching some luxurious cars and houses..
we pass a water park area..
we took a university bounded zone area..
Kok ndilalah... we found a rujak shop..
It~s a place where i looking for since the last couple week ago.
nice but... not so excelent..
the mix fruit is not so completly mix......
it~s still some fruit which i believe will be taste so great if it there...
So then...
We finally back home now...
Well it~s a really kok ndilalah part 2 then...
Kok Ndilalah... we must have to past a father who ride down his bike just in the middle of the road. Then i push the horn.. but Still he~s not going to go away... second time... i blown up
the horn.... he just still keep in the middle of the road.... well then i must have to wait until the front traffic is empty so i have the chance to cut him off by taking the opposite way.
Is it necessary to own all the road as long as you are driving ; ridding down a bike.... I have already take my bike since i was in Elementary School until my College , then i was ridding down a bike too when i was starting my new career in Semarang 1996 - 2000.... but i dont remember that i ever own the whole road as a bike rider owner....
Is it already change now :
Do you a bike rider feel that you are the owner of the road when you are ridding down your bike. Is it something you can make yourself angry and ^mentheleng^ crazy when somebody blown you a horn up although you are in the middle of the road and someone want to pass you up:
Kok ndilalah i must have to create a new behavior knowing about it.
Walking along the empty road without any vehicle is must be the expensive moment for everybody this morning.
Because although it is named A Car Free DAY.... we still have to be carefull because there is still somebody who drive on the road by Motorbikes and Cars. I think they still believe that it~s okay with them. So what a bout us :
Kok ndilalah... my sons getting hungry.
So it became a walking starving family....
Zidane can not help himself as ususal,
he is crying all over the street.
Luckily we can hold him up , until the next 1 - 2 kilometres to find his favorite food : SOTO.
Teti got her Fav~Bakso
IqbaL also got his too
Zidane have on his own... Soto khas Semarang infront of mc D.
Lha kok Ndilalah... in the next 30 Minute IQBAL find him self in a deep pain...
It~s his usual behavior after getting some food,
or it~s his simple action in the morning.
Dia kebelet ngising...
Wow...
I ask him to run away by himself to Mc.D - i believe there is always be a urinoir - the clean one ....
not for long he just coming back...
it~s close, he said, it has been repair...
So we decided to go to Ciputra Hotel... go to lobby and find a WC...
finally he can trow something out from his ass....
the problems come.... he ask me.... where is the water Ayah : So as usual i told him to take some water from the flush
and clean up you ass... but he feel so difficult to do about it.
I finally got my second way to skip away from a western dirty behavior to clean the ass...
I took a tissue , put some water on it, and prepare it for a flush...
There you are, he is ready to flush his ass then...
We pass the security by smilling...
I believe the security felt that we are one of the Hotel Room Guest...
After all we are really the guest.. the guest who just leaving something from their ass...
Kok Ndilalah....I feel a butterfly on my stomach too..
but it~s okay with me i can handle it.
Then we decided to go home.
Lha kok ndilalah, someone called me..
ask me to have an interview
and kok ndilalah, after the next 30 minute...
he called me again and told me to negotiate properly about salary..
Well just wish me luck to have a good time on Wednesday, June 6. 2011
We took a different road to go home...
we move up to the hill at Gombel...
watching some luxurious cars and houses..
we pass a water park area..
we took a university bounded zone area..
Kok ndilalah... we found a rujak shop..
It~s a place where i looking for since the last couple week ago.
nice but... not so excelent..
the mix fruit is not so completly mix......
it~s still some fruit which i believe will be taste so great if it there...
So then...
We finally back home now...
Well it~s a really kok ndilalah part 2 then...
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