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Hi
thereeeee assalamualaikuuummm :)
It has been
almost 10 years since I last updated my blog.
I’ve been
through many life-changing experiences that deeply affected me. That’s the main
reason I haven’t opened my blog in such a looong time. Uhuhuh…
But now,
something has inspired me to write again—this experience is so precious and
close to my soul that I feel compelled to share it here.
Long story
short, at the end of 2022, I continued my master’s studies in Jakarta,
Indonesia.
Managing
everything related to the dormitory and campus wasn’t as easy as I had
imagined, but thank God, things worked out for me.
At the
beginning of the month, I often spend time in cafés, enjoying their calm and
aesthetic atmosphere. I'm not a coffee lover, but the coffee culture in Jakarta
has won me over.
In
November—right in the middle of the rainy season—something unforgettable
happened.
One day, as
heavy rain poured down, I rushed back to my dormitory, worried that my clothes
might get soaked.
Suddenly, I
noticed a kitten curled up on the dormitory stairs, its tiny body coiled like a
snake. The rain was relentless, and the rising water level threatened to drown
it if it stayed there.
Without
hesitation, I picked him up and brought him to my room.
“Ouch,” I muttered. His body was burning hot. No wonder he hadn’t moved at all on the stairs.
Honestly, I had no idea how to help him at first—I was panicking. But I acted on instinct. I placed him in a box, wrapped him in thick cloth, and gently wiped his body with wet wipes. The wipe dried within two minutes—can you imagine how hot his body was? Then, I repeated the process, wiping his body again and again—nearly 30 times throughout the night—hoping he would recover by morning.
But the next
day, he was still the same—motionless. I gave him water, but he didn’t respond
at all. My heart sank. I was so afraid he wouldn’t make it.
The
following morning, I woke up to find that he was no longer in the box.
I panicked.
Did someone
take him?
Did a bigger
cat attack him?
All sorts of
thoughts raced through my mind…
When I went
to the bathroom, I saw him standing at the door, his round, bright eyes looking
fresh and full of life. He was smiling at me.
That smile
instantly shattered all the negative thoughts in my head.
It turns out
he is SUCH a cute and beautiful kitten—ma syaa Allah.
I smiled
back and said, "Hey, handsome boy. What's up?" Haha.
I started
playing with him, and to my surprise, he was incredibly active! I was so
grateful—he was healthy and so much better than the day before.
At that
moment, I felt something deep inside me. I don’t know how to describe it.
The journey of postgraduate studies is not easy. I had many sleepless nights, stressful days, no one to talk to, and I was far away from my family. I went through many hardships in this new country. I felt alone.
Back to the
kitten—despite having just experienced a life-threatening incident a few days
ago, I almost gave up on him. But he turned out to be a little fighter.
The smile I saw just now… it truly brightened my day.
Deep in my
heart, I knew this little creature was special. Right then and there, I
decided—I was going to keep him. In my heart, I said, 'Now, he is mine.'
He had
completely won me over with his eyes and that tiny smile.
I guess I’m
a cat mom now—unofficially.
I started
giving him all the essentials—a covered litter box, food, water, and a cozy
mattress—making sure he was comfortable in my room.
But I had to
be careful. The dorm cleaner had a habit of taking stray cats and dumping them
at the market because they often made the dorm dirty.
Thankfully,
he was an easy kitten to train. He even learned simple tricks, like opening
doors by himself! And if I was late feeding him? He had already figured out how
to open his own food container!
How can you
say "no" or even argue with this adorable little face? 😊
To be
continued....
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