Category Archives: Nadha Bumi

Two Years With You


Time flies in the blink of the eyes.


I could still remember it crystal clear, the dawn when you were out and dived down bravely to the water on your birth. So tiny and fragilely small. Helplessly weak, you sought for the only warmth you knew. Me.


I became the one you depended on. The only comfort you understood. The life you were created from.

The figure you reached your hands unto, as you grow day by day.


Little did you know, it is quite an opposite of.

I’m the one, who actually depending myself on you. The tiny little hands I would reach during the most tribulation and suffering. You are the only reason I’m still standing here, to love and to protect you, That’s more than enough to keep me stronger than I could ever imagine. No matter how hard life’s been trying to bring me down, your laughters are the greatest cure above all.


The ultimate source of my blessed happiness, you bring out the best in me and saved me million times already.

I’m forever grateful that you come to my life. Forever blessed that you are a part of me.


Happy birthday, kesayangan!

Two years and still counting to many wonderful years ahead.


I must have done something really good for deserving you here 🙂


Eid Al-Fitr 2014


Marking the end of Ramadan month, starting the brand new beginning

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Renewing the spirit, filling heart with abundant joy and happiness

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Forgiving mistakes, making peace with self and others

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May the love and forgiveness fill our heart in this blessed day.

Happy Eid Al-Fitr, everyone!

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9th Worldwide Instameet – Semarang!


I’ve been using Instagram apps for some years, yet never really took it seriously, as in tools to get connected with new people all around places. Followed only friends and acquaintance’s account, posted only for the sake of posting itself; I never really knew the greatest fun that lays beneath it. Until the day I saw these picture posted by a friend on my feed.


9th Worldwide Instameet, the ninth gathering of Instagramers coming together to connect, explore, and celebrate their creativity; which would be happened all together in many cities all over the world. Apparently, Semarang was one city, which the event would be hosted on.

By the coincidence, I was around Semarang within those dates with no specific agenda to do. Joining the crowd and getting to know new people, surely sounded like a very interesting idea. Mostly, because I knew there would be many aspiring inspiring photographers around, and I was beyond excited to get inspired by them! I’ve missed the feeling of being somewhere with someone new and crossing the bridge of strangers to new-found friends with our interactions.

So yeah, Kota Lama-Semarang on May 17th 2014 and I officially joined the hype happening there. Almost 120 people gathered together, while I didn’t know any of them. It was just me and little Bumi together at first, alienate from the crowd. But I had no worry; I knew the fun was awaiting there until the moment of revelation.





Indeed, it was fun and beyond. As the event was begun, we were divided to groups and assigned to complete some task and challenges, we hunted and collaborated together creating greatest pictures possible.

Below was the result from those days. Some are random shots I found interesting, and some are results from challenges of the day. Yes, challenges! We were given several themes to be posted with specific hashtag on our IG account, such as #strideby, #findingvintage, #fromwhattheysee, #makeportraits, #fromwhereistand, #whatisinmyhand, and the most interesting one, JUMP! with #jumpstagram.

The line between two. Why it has to be you?

Crossing by. As fast as memories dry. #strideby

Red on the wall; the boldest of all.

Conceal. Don’t let them in. #findingvintage

Hang it there, it will dry. Your tears too, it shall. #findingvintage

It’s been ages. Please come back home. #findingvintage

What’s left from the past. Who know how long it might still last? #findingvintage

See the world from children’s eyes. You shall find peace.

Unsync the synchrony. #jumpstagram

You jump. I jump. #jumpstagram

Yes, I hunted plenty good pictures that made me feel good with myself. This meet up has definitely fired up my photography sense that been getting dull since I have Bum around. Yes, I remembered the fun of hunting and creating composition all over again.

And the fun wasn’t ended there, apparently me and Bumi were happened to be captured by other fellows in many great moments of us. Two of us and our togetherness, openly captured behind the eyes of many talented photographers on the very beautiful photogenic spot. It never failed to put smile on my face whenever I saw the pictures again.
Thank you so much, dearest all, for these lovely frame!





And this one is surely my favorite!
Told you, my little Bumi, I’ll take you fly with me. :’)


Seriously, meeting this bunch of new talented people at Semarang Instameet is one thing I would always be grateful about. As I looked around that day, we were all busy with our mobile phone, —taking pictures, editing, and posting—, yet nobody saw us as a freak like people used to judge. We were all just same, we were on the equal wavelength, we were on the right place.

Strangers at first, but then, we chatted. We shared. We connected. We laughed. We followed each other’s IG account. We inspired and got inspired by each other.
Couldn’t ask for a better meet up like this #instameetsemarang.
Thank you instagram for making this happen!
Thank you guys for being awesome!





What a pleasant happy day. I almost forgot how wonderful a freedom tasted like :’)

Road Trip to East Bali part 2


A short recap before the road trip stories continue.


Yes, it was a very tiring first day, as this was the very first time we tried to adjust the rhythm of our trip together. Following my usual pace, I could —and definitely would— drive all the way to the very north, but considering it was only two of us throughout, then I know I have to hold on myself. Slowing down my pace of moving and hopping to another place with little Bum’s napping time and stamina; stopping by at random places whenever he was bored on the road or simply asked to be breastfed. All of them took the journey longer than it usually be. At Candidasa area, finally we slept soundly holding each other as we closed our day, recharging the energy to continue the journey on the next day.

The alarm was on around 5am, before the dawn. I carried the sleeping Bumi up with me and sat just right on the side of the beach, waiting for the sun came to conquer the darkness of night. The sound of waves echoed a powerful rhythm, sang a marching melody to welcome the bright yellow spark on the east. What a peacefully sight to see, a sunrise always marks a new hope for a brand new day. As beautiful as ever.




Our energy has been recharged, we checked out from the cottages and our second day of road trip was officially began. The next destination on my list was one hidden beach nearby, which has been written as one of my bucket “beach” list since quite long ago. It’s around 10 km further away following the road from Candidasa, known as White Sand Beach or Virgin Beach.

The sign toward this place was pretty small from the main road, we needed to look carefully to make a right turn to the small road and crossing the hill with before reaching it. Also, some part of the road nearby the beach was currently under maintenance, causing us to park our car pretty far and we had to walk around 600m down first. Well, the distance wasn’t that bad; but while carrying the 11-ish kg baby, that was another story. *grin*

We arrived just right on the beach by 7am, the surrounding was quiet as we were the only one there. As far as I glanced, I saw a very wide open beach with nobody else. The name of the beach served itself right, it was clean white sands with gentle waves over a crystal clear blue water. Magical and mystical. Surrounded by steep cliff on the side, made it felt like a very secluded private beach on our own that time. Its beauty was calling our name to play on the sun and jump under the water; we couldn’t resist, for sure. I wonder why, but this beach hasn’t got a proper fame as what it deserves to. For me, I really consider this beach as one of the most enjoyable place to swim on my list.





The little Bumi couldn’t wait. Immediately, he was begging for me putting him down and letting him go by himself. As his feet touching the sand below, he screamed excitedly. His voice was echoing around, surrounding the mornin air with joy and emerging happiness. He played with the sand, he walked towards the water, he observed carefully. No sign of fear as he faced the vastness of rushing wave, just as if he wanted to say: one day, “I’ll conquer this as what you always do, mom!” I smiled when his eyes found mine, he grinned and pointed out to the water, asked me to carry him in. And so I did. We just had the greatest morning ever under the blue.





Yes, under the blue. It was just two of us, going through incredible view. Seriously, with his presence, it’s a world of brand new. As I opened my eyes, all are adventures await us to pursue.


Done with playing in the water, there are plenty showering place available on the hut by the side of the beach, before walked back to the parking spot. Huks! Fasten the seatbelt again, and we were ready for our next destination: Taman Ujung Soekasada. Approximately another 10km away following the main road, then took the right turn on the intersection, on the opposite direction from Amlapura city.

It was an open view of rice field throughout the ride, with the blue covered the whole sky those morning. Following the winding road ahead, and all of sudden the sight of this place came unto us: a majestic old gate upon a spacious neat park with a very big pond. My jaw dropped by seeing those scenery, whispering continuously ‘wow’ while driving towards its entrance gate.



It was only 10am in the morning when we stepped our feet on the bridge that connecting the parking spot to the park itself. The view of an old empire heritage building over a beautiful park greeted us welcomely. They said, it was made in the year of twentieth for serving the Karangasem King on their relaxation time or simply on their duty of meeting with an important guest on their glorious era. No wonder, the complex is beyond impressive, suited much as one pride they could hold on into. I cannot argue though, the view was exceptionally beautiful, and what surprised me most was the fact that it’s very very well maintenance. As a mascot of tourist destination in the east part of Bali, this place has become a popular destination for both local or international tourist.






And so we took our kinda-late morning walk over its spacious beautiful park, while having our morning sun-bathing. As this place is also well-known as a beautiful background for pre-wedding picture, it was just made sense to take (a lot) of picture of us, right? *blushing* Cannot help it, the iphone, timer, and the tongsis would serve us more than just enough. The duet traveller, —a blessed mom and a happy son—, finally stroke the pose.





As the sun was getting high and the weather was getting unbearable, I sat over the car and in urge to finally make a decision: shall I go further, or going back? It’s been halfway through the island and I was pretty close to Amed, wasn’t it better to go all the way? I wanted it BADLY, but the hunch inside kept telling me to go home. Hesitating for some while, my ego and my pride was yelling for Amed, yet I looked back at the tired little Bumi and finally decided: home, it should be. A mom gotta do what a mom gotta do; this journey was enough for now. We would find another time, we have plenty. This adventure would find us all over again. So I turned over and headed back to the South.

Yet, there was still one last destination haunting my mind: Jasri Beach and its tree swings over the Chocolate Factory. I never heard of that before, but it was mentioned by one person in @KartuPos’s twitter timeline and it’s been caught my heart ever since. This. The picture of the swings that grabbed my attention in a blink of an eye.


Just a swing, but somehow I wanted to be there and I knew I would be there. Firstly, I thought it wouldn’t much difficult as I just needed to find my way to Jasri Beach, but turned out I was completely wrong. By following the winding road, it took me lost from one turn to another and I always ended up in different side of the beach. Kinda frustrated, since asking direction to locals kept getting me lost even further. Nearly gave up, I was but I told myself to keep on searching. And I followed my hunch by make a turn into a very small road nearby the gas station, and going forward. The road was extremely narrow, passing by the jungle of high coconut trees; I almost gave up in the middle since the road kept getting narrowed and untouchable.


But just at the end of the road, my hunch served me right, the Chocolate Factory’s sign lied over the bamboo fence! Yeay! I was beyond excited to read that. So then I rushed in and found the swing was hanging there alone, untouched by any, as if it was waiting solely for me only. Tied up with a thick rope unto the very tall tree right above the little hill, making it is possible to swing itself very high from the ground. Such a fun exciting thing to do, while seeing the peaceful view of the virgin Jasri Beach. A hidden treasure, it was.



The little Bumi was sleeping, so I put him on his seat while I immediately gave the swing a try. Grabbed and pulled the rope to the bamboo platform where I shall began jumping on from, it was quite high from the ground. A moment before I jumped, I paused. It wasn’t a moment of hesitation, it was excitement; a rushing adrenaline I’ve been missing on. Should I? Sure, here I go! Then I jumped.


The swing flied me to the air, my heart was pounding.
I screamed. Not in fear, but relieving.
I remembered the feeling, I remember its sensation.
The joy and happiness from a spontaneous adrenaline rush of freedom.
I smiled from cheek to cheek, I laughed.
Loudly. The loudest I ever did in the past two years time.
Happiness could be as simple as swinging high and flying on the trees.
I’m free. I’m still free.
Nothing chained me on the ground, I’ll just need to take the little Bumi fly together with me.


The feeling is surely priceless, those tree swing has made my day. I drove back to Kuta at ease, Amed and Tulamben could wait. I’m coming back home. This spontaneous road trip was happened base on the question: “am I happy?”, and I found my answer already. I do. This journey just proved boldly, the adventurer in me would always still have a place to be. Having a baby doesn’t make me trapped and chained on the ground, just make the adventure even better and greater. A solo traveler finally go duet!

Anyway, what’s the point of having a great trip without enjoying a plate of good food of local cuisine? On my way back home, in Klungkung area nearby the Luwih Cave, I made a right turn to smaller road, which directed me to one quite famous place: Warung Mertha Sari. It was well-known with their fish satay and sate lilit; once was featured in New York Times as well. One portion is consisted of a plate of white rice, Balinese soup with big chunks of tuna, fresh sambal matah, and satays. Heaven on a plate, my all time favorite and it’s around Rp 25.000,-/portion. If you are here, make sure to order their signature cem-ceman water. Don’t ask me what is that, I don’t even know. All I know, it’s really interesting and worth to try once.


Full and stuffed. Happy belly, happier heart. We continued our journey back home, halfway the journey, then what happened next just surprised me. Just entering the big ring road Ida Bagus Mantra, something went wrong with my car and I had to stop by the side of the road. Kinda frustrated at time, since I felt all alone with no one I could ask for help. But then I reminded myself, I’m strong enough to take care my own as well to solve the problem by myself. I’d stand by my own backbone and finding someway put. So I locked the door and carried the little Bumi looking for technician and some help, and I’m blessed enough to be surrounded by many helping people out there. Hahaha, good thing I was following my hunch to go back. I couldn’t imagine if I continued the journey and got stuck in the middle of nowhere.


Done with the repairing, we headed back home smoothly. Tired but satisfied completely. So below was the map of our journey, I couldn’t believe it was only around 80km. Well, it’s only Bogor-Jakarta, and I used to go back and forth the distance for work before. It wasn’t far as I remember, but this road trip felt like forever on the road! *crying* Cannot complain though, the time spent with little Bumi on the road was the time well-spent. Having baby on the board surely made a lot of differences and slowed me down a little, but having him as my traveling partner was surely beyond anything I could ask for.


We made it. We made this road trip to East, and I know this was only just a beginning from many more to come. A duet traveler of mom and little son is now born.


Thank you, East Bali for marking our brand new world. See you in another adventure, soon 🙂

Road Trip to East Bali part 1


“Am I happy?”

That was the question I asked myself in one morning with messy house and non-stop baby crying. Not that I was being ungrateful with the life I have, but that day I knew I wasn’t. Something was missing; the stress has been pilling on. I looked around and envying people on their adventure, I lived by the words “I’ve been there. I used to too.”

Yet then, it stroke me just like a lighting thunder of realization. I paused and asked myself, why should I spend my present times trapped by envying my glorious traveling past? Why didn’t I make it come true once more? Need some adjustment and put some considerations, with greater will this time, yet it’s still possible to be happened all over again.

So there I was. Just seconds after I had that in mind, I packed our stuffs, bought some possible precautions, and jumped all the way to the car. Together with the little one, a far spontaneous journey to east of Bali was begun.


Yeah, East Bali. It was well-known for its beautiful infamous beaches that rarely visited by domestic tourist. The characteristic of its beach is pretty much different from any on other sides of Bali: some places have a rocky beach instead of sands with deep blue colored water. Plenty of snorkel/ diving sites for sure with exceptional scenery along the way. I’ve been keeping some destinations in mind, yet never really found some time to drive all the way there. Before yesterday. Before the adventurer in me revealed herself all over again.


The sky was definitely blue that day and my first destination was Padang Bai. Approximately around 55km from Kuta area, crossing the By Pass Ngurah Rai and Ida Bagus Mantra ring road to the east. This site is well-known as a harbor for fast boats trail to Lombok, Gili, Nusa Lembongan, and so on. Nevertheless, there are many small traditional boat, known as jukung boat that ready to send us to diving sites nearby. Just what I did to begin the journey.



Bargained with the local, whom surprised much seeing me going alone, I rented the jukung boat for me and Bumi for Rp 150.000,-/ trip. It took me to another secluded beach I’ve been setting my eyes on: Blue Lagoon Beach and Tanjung Jepun. Just too bad the wave wasn’t on our side, it was pretty harsh nearby the beach so the jukung couldn’t get us to the shore. Didn’t really matter though, the view was still breathtakingly stunning.






Therefore, we stopped in the middle of the sea next to the beaches. The water was greenish blue, covered with peacefully beautiful view. In tranquil soothing drift, we jumped out and enjoying the calmness of the sea. Me with my rented snorkeling equipment and the little Bumi with his own yellow floating vest, which I brought along with us throughout.

Surely, this was his first trial of swimming in the middle of the sea, far away from the land nearby. He looked shocked at first by seeing he was surrounded by water everywhere, but just in minutes he smiled widely and laughed happily. Excited, he was. There were so many little fishes swam close by the coral reef down below, as he mesmerized by looking those kind of scenery. And as for me, being under the blue is always relaxing. This spontaneous trip has begun itself perfectly!







Done with the water, we took the shower and ready for our next destination on the list. Around 15km away from Padang Bai, we were heading on to Tenganan Pengringsingan village in Manggis district. Again, it was a journey to a nowhere by crossing some kinda like forest and small road, making the time on the road exciting as well.


Tenganan is one of several ancient villages in Bali, which usually called “Bali Aga”, and still holding their native tradition and lifestyle strongly. The buildings are still in their ancient construction style, some are made from old brick without adhesive cement. As in their communal life, they have been maintaining their circle close by forbidding the locals to marry people from outside the village itself. As we walked around the area, there were many woman still making and producing the hand made traditional woven products. That was surely an interesting place worth to visit, seeing Bali in different perspective glasses beyond its beautiful beaches and amazing scenery. Will definitely be back on July 15th, as they would held a big celebration of “Mekare-Kare“, the ritual of men fighting with Pandan leaves on their hand. Cannot wait!









It was already at 4pm and we still planned to reach our next destination point first before dark, Taman Ujung Soeka Sada, which was still another 20km away. I tried to drive as fast as possible, but the road in East bali is pretty small and hilly. On our way there, we passed by the Candidasa Beach. That was the most far I’d been in East Bali before, and I was challenged myself to see how far I could go further this time.

Candidasa isn’t a beach where we could swim on, but the scenery it has is exceptionally beautiful. A widely open space of dark blueish water with some bunch of rocky island in the horizon, where the waves rushing unto the beach covered by small black rocky coral. We stopped by for a while to snap some picture before kept heading on forward and promised ourselves to find another time visiting this place again. Renting the jukung, boating to the sea, and doing nothing but enjoying the scenery; it sounds like a very interesting idea.


Relying much on the google maps during this road trip, sometimes deceived me. It took me to a wrong direction and got me off in Amlapura City. Wandering around for a while then made a turn over, yet it was taking us lost even further to Seraya Beach.

That was the point where the journey got pretty hard: I was pretty much exhausted and so did the little Bumi. In the attempt to look for place to rest, we ended up stopping by on some beautiful villa in Seraya. Their rates was way beyond my budget, but the helper there was kind enough to let us rest by the pool for some while. Beautiful place, I should say, and I lost myself between thoughts.
There, while looking at the very serene scenery, I realized that further I go, I’m longing for a home for me to come back more. Wishfully wishing, perhaps there would be time where its door would open itself for me.




An hour of rest, finally I decided to head back to Candidasa and looked for a decent cheaper place to stay overnight. Found a good one in Temple Cafe and Seaside Cottages with sunrise view and an access to seaside with only Rp 170.000,-/night. Immediately grabbed it and took a good shower together, before we collapsed on the bed. Tired from the long journey we had, while gathered energy to continue the trip tomorrow morning. We slept soundly holding each other, waiting the darkness of the night was conquered with a bright ray of sun.




The first day of our first spontaneous road trip had reached its end. Tiring but worthwhile, yet there was another exciting things and places waited for us on the next day.

Our adventure wasn’t ended yet.

Little Yellow Sun of Mine


The sun shines brightly over a big blue sky.
Its gleam, glows.
Reflected, on the sparkled water underneath.
As insanely beautiful as it can be.


They said the sun was the shiniest amongst all.
But in my eyes, none can even compete your dazzling radiance in rivalry.
As mighty as it is, it glares continuously.
Lightened up my world perfectly, as no one ever be.




You, the little yellow sun of mine.
The solar system, where my universe revolves around with you as the center.
The warmth that thawing out my heart to walk a better path.
The graceful bless that reasoning me to live another days with a never ending joy, from now and forward.



Thank you for being born for me.
Your existence beams happiness to my life.

Morning Walk Amongst the Mangrove


Finally paid a visit to the Mangrove forest conservation nearby this morning! I’ve been setting my eyes onto those forest for quite a while, as I frequently passed by the area on my way home. It locates at By Pass Ngurah Rai road, just before the Dewa Ruci Statue. Precisely here. Not so far away from the center of the city, yet its hidden location isolates the forest from the buzzing crowded sound and creates some tranquil area around. It was a nice quiet place to surround ourselves with nature, another options we had beside spending time on the beaches or mountain fields.



The forest itself is pretty dense on some areas, with merely sun rays passing through, yet at another is just a brief open space. A long wooden trail is build as a bridge, so we could walk through the muddy water and enjoy the scenery freely. Great getaway place for a short walk, as it would send us to some distant world aside our own.





As for us, it was another date of our own: a morning walk date in the midst of the greenness by the Mangrove. Together, we walked the two kilometers wooden trail all the way to the most far hunt near the sea, before heading with the same amount of distance back. So proud, he walked quite far by his own little feet before he asked me to carry him up. My wish has been granted, I’m blessed with a little partner of life adventure. He alone, and I should not ask for more.




With the same level of enthusiastic he observed the surrounding. Even to the point, he walked alone ahead of me to see what was there in front. Enjoying every bit of our walk, taking glance here and there every now and then by his own curiosity. He laughed, he smiled, he screamed excitedly. So relieved was I, to see him grow happily under the sun.










Visiting a Mangrove forest is one interesting thing, and together with my little Bumi is beyond everything. Seriously considering to do this frequently as a part of our date together, a bonding time for us doing little adventure together. Seeing him being excitedly happy is a priceless thing to be.

This time, let me proudly crossed one from our bucket list —Mangrove Forest, checked—, though still there are plenty things left and many more to be added. Have no worry, the list will always continue.



Traveling, a state of moving. It’s not about destination, but the journey itself. Leaving one point of embarkation to the point of arrival, it’s the line between two that makes it worthwhile. The feeling of going somewhere from the usual place, it’s always been relieving, as it offers a break from the daily routine. A moment of separation, a chance to miss what we left behind and discover new thought with cleaner mind along the way.

Traveling, a lesson to let go. The baggage need to be packed light, it teaches us to choose what worth carry on and left the other behind. It could be things, or just feelings. As we leave the point of embarkation, we let go the burden. Just the useful one, we bring along.

And today, it’s just another round of going. It’s been one and half months already, time to pack the suitcase and travel again. From home, to home. As always, I choose what to bring along based from what I might need for some months ahead. This time, I left the feeling behind, I shall not need it.
I cleaned the room and heart, took off jealousy, envies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears away. I let it go.

Whatever come my way, let it be. It will always be a new adventure and discoveries after all. I shall start with smile.




Good bye 🙂

Another Date on the Park


Two days before the departure from this rain city and it’s time to visit another city park we have nearby. It’s called Paranginan Park, located in Sudirman Street across the Bogor Permai Restaurant, with the view of Ciliwung River from above the cliff. Covered by the greenness of plenty big tress with several sitting places and some swings, Paranginan Park becomes one of a very nice place to spend a relaxing afternoon.



That was just another round of grandpa and grandson’s date, doing nothing but enjoying the togetherness we had. Laughters was shared and presences were treasured, no need more explanation I should add.





Later, Bum took a little glance towards the crowd of street musicians on the seat nearby. For a while, he stood there with serious look on his face, as we were estimating what he would do afterwards. Just within a blink of eyes, we found him almost running approaching the crowd and suddenly grabbing one of their little guitar with a very wide victory smile on his face. We stunned and bursted into laugh together. His grandfather laughed proudly saying that’s how his grandson definitely would roll, then surrounded by the street musicians, he sat down next to his grandson and performed a jam session of two. No real tunes were played, yet nobody would deny how lovable it was.





Time flied fast when we were having fun, as the laughter wiped away aching heart temporarily. That was seriously another enjoyable afternoon that worth cherish on and definitely will be back for more.