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Waktu: September 1900 Tempat: Kebun Raya Bogor Tokoh: Kartini (paling kanan?), Rukmini (ke-2 dari kanan?), Kardinah (ke-3 dari kanan?), Hilda de Booy-Boissevain (ke-2 dari kiri, sahabat pena Kartini, isteri dari ajudan Gubernur Jenderal Hindia-Belanda), Thijs de Booy (anak Hilda, dipegang Kartini) Peristiwa: Fotografer: Sumber: Java Post Catatan: Foto di atas dimuat dengan tautan langsung dari blog Java Post.

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🐸 🌌 TIGA SAUDARA #Kartini #Roekmini #Kardinah #KardinahReksonegoro #PemkabRembang 77 hlm (dilengkapi kutipan dan silsilah) Bekas, baik, jilid patah, staples 🐙 Rp. 35.000 🌌 👾 Pemesanan 👉 DM @hindiabooks | inbox fb.me/hindiabooks | WA [phone] 🌌 #tigasaudara #sejarahkartini #rembang #emansipasiperempuan #tokohperempuan #ibukitakartini #habisgelapterbitlahterang #antropologi #sejarah #sosial #budaya #humaniora #buku #rarebooks #indoreader #hindiabooks 🐡

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@kiaraptr membacakan penggalan surat Kartini kepada Stela. #kartini #rukmini #kardinah #kartiniday #letter #earthday #poetryformotherearth (di Goethe Haus | Goethe Institut Jakarta)

[happylemur-blog]

Unexpected June

From last 2 weeks of this lovely month many unexpected things happened. I even have no idea for the very first time. I just thought about my birthday which will just go like before, with surprises, cake, and anything related to an ordinary birthday.

It started out as a super excited day when I was planning to go home after about 2 months being in this small city.

I must admit it was really fun, everything. From packed my stuff, prepared the ticket until the trip. It was really fun.

Until when I came back to this town, I just got sick. 

Too many words would describe how could I fall in this state, sick but it was a rainy night since from the train. 1 AM and the road was flooded everywhere, I just felt cold on the rickshaw, and tired. 1.30 AM I entered my rent house and consumed paracetamol but everything won't just go better.

On the morning my body felt wrong, I went to the hospital to wrote my follow up then I came back to my rent house. Truant, you just can say that, left my partner behind and made she did all the rest. 

Okay I got fever for about 38-39 degrees, I just slept in my bed got nothing to do. My father came in the next day but I just couldn't stand and decided to went to the internal clinic in the morning in a hospital I worked in. My blood was taken, I was waiting and blend with the ocean of JAMKESMAS patient, again, too many words to explain. I came to the emergency unit and being hospitalized since my fever got worse and my rumple leed was positive.

It was kinda strange, my friend did anamnesis, got IV line with the nurse I knew, and being hospitalized in a new VVIP room called Cendana. My consulent postponed my presentation, then in the next day they discussed about nutritional status of children, you know, I just felt left behind. 

In the night of my birthday I was restless, fever, and vomiting. It was the worst part of my birthday ever. I saw my father couldn't sleep because I couldn't, I knew he was starting sick too. He left all his job in Jakarta and now I spread my virus through him. It was a stuffy room, my father turned off the AC because I felt cold. I could heard his breath stertorous.

In a silent night with helpless body on the bed I cried a lot. I felt hurt seeing him suffered because of me.

My friend came visit alternately after work, they also surprised my birthday with a cake "get well soon" written on it. My mom and twin sister also came with an economy class train, it was a hard day for them I knew.

For about 5 days they stayed in my rent house, my mom's cooking strengthen me in the early time of my recovery. And now they are already heading back home. I come back to this daily routine.

I ever heard the quotes said

"You can't feel lonely if there's no one else around" and it was so true.

I, again, fall in a state of alone and insecure just like before, at least for now.

Really an unexpected June.