As half Javanese and Sundanese who lives in Jakarta for more than 20 years, I've accustomed with that "mudik" tradition. But however, it doesn't interest me that much. This year we went to Kutoarjo and Kebumen (father's home). Since my father's parents passed away some years ago, we rarely come here, it's been 3 years since our last visit *blaming the traffic and short holiday*

So talk about weakness, as I've mentioned before, "mudik" doesn't interest me that much. I got easily bored, the long trip with a car was tiring - we can't choose other transportation since we have many people to meet and the distance between was no joke. Not to mention the internet connection was poor and there's nothing much I can do. This time, we shorten our visit. Due to the plan, we will be back on Sunday but in fact, on Thursday we're already in Jakarta.

Well, I've shared my negative thoughts so I need to share my positive thoughts too.

Even it was tiring (that much), meet up with my family was always fun. Social media was full of question like "kapan nikah?" (intentionally write that in Indonesia's language) but nobody asked that in my family. Furthermore, they still give me THR. Mwahaha. I thought 24 just a number ya?

The atmosphere here was good, too! Jadi, di dekat rumah itu ada pasar yang wangi banget kemenyan, di sebrang rumah ada yang jual batu nisan, dan di dekat rumah ada pohon kenanga. Refreshing in another way, right? Not to mention that in other house, we're surrounded by a farm with those big trees and rice fields, typical Indonesian village. My major love is.... we can find a beach, here! Even the waves were big and the water isn't that clear, it helps me that much.

So this is my mudik story, what's yours? :")

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