An entry before I go to bed

My dad's in the hospital. Rumah Sakit Mitra Gading that is. He's sick, and he's been exhausted from his workload and pressure from certain people. Anyway, he is weary and also deeply longing to be with Mom again.

That's why I've proposed several people to gather funds for him to go to Perth and be with Mom and Jeddie, even if for a short while.

Kirana has been a wonderful companion. Accompanying Dad today and went with him to the hospital too. I also went with him, heard the doctor's diagnosis but I also had to go to the train station and pick up Elita.
Well, on the way to there I felt very fatigued... car sicked probably so I got off and went home instead.

Later on when she got home I asked Lita if she wants to visit Dad in the hospital. She was too tired or something, but instead she borrowed my car and went somewhere.

Anyway, I went back to the hospital stopping by at a Pizza parlor to buy some pizza for me and Kirana. I bought one regular size and one large size (which was discounted every Mondays). On a red light stop, I saw some kids and somehow felt moved to give on of the pizzas to them. They were very grateful. Repeatingly saying, "Terima kasih, om!" to me. It was a highpoint of the whole day.

I don't know why Lita didn't want to visit Dad today. I know she has an interview with someone tomorrow, and I guess she just need to refresh. I still feel... treated unfairly.
Especially when I asked her where she was going.

"Why should you care?" she asked, "I never asked you where you're going..."
"I'm your brother," I replied.
She was so unhappy hearing me nagging her for that.

Anyway, end entry.

Something terribly happen in Indonesia

Something terribly happen in Indonesia. Around seven p.m., central Indonesian time, three bombs exploded in Bali, not far from the 2002 blast area. Whoever attacked really did a good job in spreading terror to the hearts of Indonesians.

But being terrorized isn’t exactly how I feel. I’m more upset... really angry towards all the corruption and evil that’s been roaming this Land. How often I cry out the words, “How long, O Lord, how much longer must we witness this injustice and evil.”

What saddens me the most is knowing that how widespread is this corruption and injustice in Indonesia. What saddens me more is feeling helpless about it... witnessing my country and the people I care about being destroyed from within.

I just want to see some vindication over all of this. Something that can we can reflect upon in future times that these times were worth going through.
How much longer?