Cirebon, Indonesia at the of 2001
My wonderful life started when I was doing skripsi at my university. One day my father said that I have an opportunity to continue my study to take master degree oversea. Oversea? I couldn't believe it. I tried to get that opportunity. Then, my father suggested me to choose Malaysia. It is because Malaysia is Islamic country and nearby Indonesia. Because at that time I was a single, so it was easy for me to go home when I got home sick.
As some people said that sometimes the opportunity is not come again for the second time. That is way; I tried to get that opportunity. I accepted at two universities, there was University Kebangsaan Malaysia (UKM) and International Islamic University Malaysia (IIUM) or University Islam Antara Bangsa/UIAM (in bahasa Malaysia version). When I consulted to my friends who know about universities at Malaysia, most of them recommended me to choose IIUM. It is because IIUM is the International University and the Islamic University. I accepted in Department of Education and my specialization is Educational Psychology. The end of 2001 I went to Malaysia by myself.
Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
As international student, visa is the most important thing that I have to get it. At that time, I was too early to enter to Malaysia. Went out from Malaysia was my requirement to get my visa. So, my fighting was started. There were two countries to settle my visa that was Singapore and Thailand. Thailand was my target, because according to information from my friends, that was not easy to enter to Singapore. And… I tried to find out a friend to accompanied me to go to Thailand but I didn’t. All my friends (especially for sisters) were so busy to prepare examination. Then, my best friend, her name is Ercy (she is from East Timor) said that there was a Thai sister, and she wanted to go home to her “kampong” in Patani (Southern Thailand). She could help me to accompany me to go to Thailand. A few days later, at the evening we went to Puduraya Terminal at Kuala Lumpur by bus. At Puduraya terminal, my friend said that we have different bus to go to Thailand. It was because her bus was full already. I was so shock to hear that. But what to do? I didn’t have any option. It was a must for me to gout out from Malaysia. So, my bus went ahead before my friend. I cannot believe it… I went to Thailand by myself!!
Pattani, Thailand
At the morning, I arrived to Pattani and I waited for my friend at the last terminal as my friend said. In a little time, my friend arrived too. We bought a breakfast and took a rest for a while only then we went to ticket agent to buy a ticket for went back to Kuala Lumpur Malaysia. And the bus came… and.. I stayed at Thailand a few hour only.. Interesting..
At the border…
It was arrived at the border. The passengers have to go to the immigration locket, so did I. but then.. I couldn’t enter to Malaysia, because of something.. oh my God.. I was so scare, they brought my passport and I have to go to the office immigration. There was a Pak cik there, I explain to him about my mission to Thailand while I showed him my visa student. I begged to him, in order I could enter to Malaysia.. I really begged to him..
He was so touched when he looked at me (I was alone and my face so pale, of course.. I was really scare and worried if the Pak cik forbidden me to enter to Malaysia), then.. he allowed me.. Alhamdulillah ya Allah.. thanks ya Allah… suddenly I remembered my mom. I was really sure that because the doa from my mom… thanks mom…
And .. I was the last passenger who took up to the bus..
At Kuala Lumpur..
At the evening, it was a round 7pm o’clock, the bus reached KL. I couldn’t believe that I have been to Thailand by myself… And the next duty was… I have to be a good student at IIUM so that I could finish my study… till I meet somebody who loves me and I love him too, then we decided to Forde our life together, forever in this world…
February, 2005
That was our last time in staying in Malaysia. We have to go back to Indonesia, because my husband has to teach as soon as possible. We hijrah to Yogyakarta at the end of February 2005.
Now in 2010…
Now,… I’m in Yogyakarta. Sometime, if I open my photos when I was stayed in Malaysia, I always say that was my wonderful journey in my life… I never, never and never forget it forever in my life…
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