the one who asked for a Doraemon

Dingin. Uda midnait. My –nulis- preparation dah completed. Kaos kaki, piyama, bantal, kaos tangan, dan segalon air mineral.

Malam ini ga ke kebaktian doa---mobil dipinjem, sangke – sang kekasih sedang keluar negri so ga isa nganterin—biasanya kita doa bareng, so…doa ndirian deh di rumah.

Doa. Sampe sekarang, g masi ga tahu gimana doa yg indah bagi Tuhan. Masi sering berpikir, ‘Kalo Tuhan dengar Doa g, Tuhan bisa ketawa ato ngomel ngomel ya?’

Dulu, guru sekolah minggu g ngajarin----If belum pande berdoa independently, just write it down on a paper, and read it everynite.

So, no offense to all great prayer. Here is what I wrote :

‘Tuhan Yesus, saat ini merry sudah mo bobo. Tolong jaga papa, mama dan Bro. Juga sisi(my dog), Tuhan. Tuhan, bisa ga minta ama Tuhan kasi Doraemon untukku? Ato Adiknya Doraemon, si Dorami juga boleh.’

---selanjutnya g udah tidak begitu ingat. Kira-kira ada 2 halaman gitu deh. Penuh dengan permintaan. Huehe. Setelah doa itu, g akan doa Bapa Kami lebih dari 3 kali, bahkan bisa lebih dari 10 kali. Not so sure why I replied and replied Doa Bapa Kami. But, efeknya bagus. I can easily hapal dalam beberapa hari doa saja.

Sampe suatu kali, my bro secretly nyuri baca doa yang g tulis, tapi dia ga berkomentar. Ga tahu deh apa yang dia ambil as kesimpulan after read his sister wrote a pray to ask for a DORAEMON, hakhakhakkkk....

Doa. G benar benar bersyukur, ada Doa. I can talk to God, when i closed my eyes, call His Name, and He knew. He listen. That’s the point rite? Correct me if I’m wrong…How amazing is that. Rite?

My nephew-Constantine Saint Linford- 3 years old, always spell his pray to God kalo mo lunch or dinner, like this :

"Our Father in Heaven, now I want to eat. Thank You for the food, thank You for the drink… In Jesus name, Amen."

On his schedule, he thinks that his duty is always wake me up every morning. He will mondar mandir sampe g bangun, give me a nose kiss--- morning kiss ala his style. And he will just wait me finish my morning pray. Nah, suatu kali, pagi, g uda terburu-buru, telat… jadi, g pikir, doanya pending, ntar ampe office, g baru akan doa.

Then he just loudly ingetin g ‘Auntie, u haven’t pray this morning…’

Really.

Duh.

Then, Dengan patuh, g duduk lagi di bed, then doa bentar-----Sambil menahan geli, -3years-old-little-boy-remind-me-to-send-a-morning-pray.ga mungkin g explain that doa bisa di delayed toh? hehe. After that dia ngomel kenapa g bisa lupa, ga boleh lupa, dsb.

So, that was me, 6 years old, prayed for a fat chubby Japanese robot called Doraemon.

Saat itu Tuhan ga benar benar kasih g Doraemon kog, guys. Hehe. Tuhan juga ga menghibur g dengan kasi g boneka, haha. But that time, g ga pernah complain--- kog Tuhan ga dengar doa g, why Doraemon nya ga pernah sampe. Ga pernah complain.

Then, doa tersedih g pada saat kecil dulu, g ingat g pernah Tanya ma Tuhan. ‘why everyone should die one day? I dun wanna die. I’m sad thinking of it, thinking I’ll die one day. How can I left my dad and my family?’

Saat itu g bertanya ma Tuhan. Dengan keterbatasan seorang anak TK. Hehe. G masi ingat, malam itu, g baru tahu, setiap orang bisa meninggal. G tahu berkat nonton Dunia Dalam Berita- entah apa beritanya, dah lupa.

G menangis saat itu, saat bertanya ma Tuhan. Hehe. Then, hampir bertahun tahun, saat minum susu, pas mo tidur, dimalam hari, pasti g bertanya hal itu ma Tuhan.

u know... He never replied me, but he took my scare away.

when the time flies, i get older, everything ga sesimple itu lagi. begitu juga doa g. i think its normal. but u know... I close my eyes, call his name, he’ll recognize me – the one who asked for a Doraemon. U know, He just listened. Everytime.

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