Yesterday, Bil Haq and Bilqis went to prambanan temple with me, grandmother and also mothers in our village. It held for mothers day in my country that will be celebrated every December 22.
We went to Prambanan temple by bus from PPPG matematika at 9.30. Then we arrived at 10 am. For one hour we walk in Prambanan temple area. Bil Haq and Bilqis took a walk by themself. Bilqis did not want to be hold. Bil Haq ask many questions about the prambanan temple. He also remember the place where he and his father went to before, around 2,5 years ago. Bil Haq was starting to make pictures, using my camera. ALhamdulillah he was able to use it, the picture is not so bad.
After we walked around the temple, we went back to the place we gather near the entrance gate. At this place, the ladies already started the games. There are many fun games. Bil Haq looked at the games from near distance, he seem curious and want to know what happened. THen me and Bilqis saw the games from distance. We took some pictures also.
Around 1.30 pm we wnt to musholla. My mother and my neighbour first who did the sholat (pray), then me. During the waiting time, Bil Haq was crying. He want a helicopter toy which can fly. Actually I want to buy for him long time ago, at the first time we went to Prambanan temple. But we postponed it. Bil Haq was crying and crying, he want to have it. THen I asked him to wait 15 minutes, after I did my Sholat. But.. after I did my praying, he already have it. My mom who bought for him.
Then.. we wait for very long time.. until the bus which will picked us up came. Bil Haq and Bilqis seems tired, but still walking here and there. THen they sat in ground, without any mat. THey enjoyed it. THen I did the same. Bil Haq asked me ” Why the bus is very long”. I answered by.”Ya, may be the bus still on the way, they still looking for another passanger”. Then he walk again. During that time, we also observe the cloud, the white and grey. Also observe the trees around, which seem dancing by the wind. Finally the bus is coming. 3.30 pm. We were sleeping in the bus, because we were tired.
THis day, I know also that Bilqis already know that the rubbish has to throw at the trash can. The story is, in the evening, we bought bakso. THen after I pour it in the bowl, I put the plastic in the bigger plastic, then I will throw it later. but Bilqis saw it and she said “masuk-in sampah…!”, and she take the rubbish and throw it in the trash can. Alhamdulillah.. thanks to Allah and also to my parents, my sister and brother and the others who took care of my children.
