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Ramadan Alone + Back to Hometown

There is an assumption about Ramadan in my family and maybe most people here. It’s a month when you should spend with your family. Bigger is better.

I have a theory about that. We have a big holiday at the end of Ramadan (yes, Eid al-Fitr) and it’s a tradition to gather and celebrate it with the rest of the family. But, it’s at the end of Ramadan, not for the entire month.

I live far from my parents. Not too far, actually, because it only needs 5 hours to be home. And I’m back there once a month—twice if I really miss them. So yes, it’ll be me fasting alone here this year.

I don’t have a problem with that. For me, fasting with or without family would be the same. The difference is I have to do everything alone, starting from preparing suhoor till sleeping (I sleep with my mom at home ^^).

I live with friends here. I rent a room and they rent the other rooms in the same house. However, we keep our life separately. We don’t talk much, still, we maintain a good relationship among us. Of course, what other choice do we have?

Ramadan would be like the other days. Sometimes I’ll cook, but mostly I buy food outside. Oh, I only bought the side dish because the rice is cooked by me. Have I told you that rice is our main dish? We can have rice in breakfast, lunch, and dinner, or suhoor and iftar if it’s a fasting day.

But, I must be careful about what I eat. I have an allergy for specific food so re-checking my meal is a must. I don’t want my eyes got big, like the last time after I carelessly ate food.

I have a very bad habit. I sleep around midnight, occasionally above midnight, and must be awake at 3 a.m. for suhoor. Don’t worry. I can wake up on time. I set my alarm thirty minutes before. Moreover, my mom always texts me, though I’ll be totally conscious to reply to her message.

Suhoor isn’t a big deal. The hardest part to do is Tarawih. People here tend to pray Tarawih at the mosque and I’m too lazy to do that. I mean going to the mosque. I’d rather pray at home.

People here would think I didn’t pray Tarawih because they didn’t see me doing it. Even my mom wanted me to go to the mosque to give a good image in front of my neighborhood. I don’t get it. Why should I be a good woman for them?

Sometimes, I miss fasting at home. Being together with my family is the most I missed. Though, the other times I’ll think that fasting alone here is the best. Yeah, I’m just an ordinary people who have back and forth thoughts.

I’ve said that there is a tradition to celebrate Eid al-Fitr with the entire family. People here will come back to their hometown to gather with their family. They call it mudik. The road will full of vehicles, mostly cars, and motorcycle, and so will the public transportation. The ticket must be bought days or weeks before.

This year, I’ll spend Eid al-Fitr with family from mom’s side. Fortunately, they also live in Yogyakarta. It’s quite far for the main city of Yogyakarta—around one hour. I don’t have to come back to my hometown because my parents will be there.

It sounds fun, but honestly, I’m a little bit afraid of it. Have I told you that I’m an introvert? It’ll make me confused to be around with too many people. I won’t have my own room and I must pretend to be an extrovert. It will be tiring, still, it’s worth to do. I cannot live alone.

How about you? How’s your Ramadan going? What’s your plan for Eid al-Fitr?


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