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Camping pertamaku

Tanggal 19 Februari 2011 adalah malam camping pertamaku. Akhirnya, setelah berbulan-bulan bunda nyariin aku tenda yang bentuknya kaya rumah orang eskimo (Bunda sih nyebutnya Dome Tent) dengan ukuran sesuai (gak terlalu besar tapi enggak terlalu kecil juga) dan harga bisa terjangkau, ... akhirnya aku bisa camping juga!

Tadinya sih, bunda diriin tenda di dalam rumah aja. Itu pun aku udah seneng, lho! Kata bunda ini bisa jadi kamarku pribadi yang orang lain nggak boleh masuk; kalau memang aku nggak ngizinin. Jadi, langsung aja aku masukin semua mobil-mobilan dan buku-buku cerita aku. Sampai nggak terasa, kok tendanya jadi sempit ya hehehe....

Terus, bunda pun nyalain lampu gantung bulat persis di atas tenda lalu matiin seluruh lampu rumah. Jadi kaya lagi lihat bulan kalau dilihat dari dalam tenda. Tapi enggak lama, teteh dinda dan aki pun datang ke rumah. Si teteh udah bawa bantal sama guling. Oalah, mau ngapain ya si teteh? Oh, ... ternyata dia kepikiran untuk beneran bobo di dalam tenda! Uh oh ... lalu nggak lama, Uwak Ary dan Aki pun menggotong tenda ke teras rumah. Wah, aku dan teteh seneng banget! Biar nggak dingin, dikasih alas kursi dan bed cover sama si bunda. Trus aku, teteh dan aki masuk deh ke dalam situ. Enggak lama, bunda pun datang dengan membawa dua cangkir susu coklat panas dan keripik kentang. Wah, ... seru sekali!

Keseruan malam ini juga ditambah dengan bulan purnama yang cantik banget! Dia malu-malu ngumpet di balik awan. Kadang, dia nongol untuk ngajak aku main. Tapi terus ngumpet lagi. Terus aki pun mulai cerita deh. Sementara dengerin aki cerita, aku liatin bulan terus yang terus bergeser. Dari mulai aku intip dari jendela samping, jendela puncak tenda, sampai aku intip dari pintu tenda, sampai akhirnya bulannya ilang dari pandanganku. Dan saat itulah, ternyata aku sudah terlelap.

Pagi pun datang. Aku terbangun dari nyata paling indahku semalam. I am so lucky and grateful. Nah, ini dia nih foto-fotonya .... jangan iri yah! :)

Awalnya, camping dalam rumah. Yang di dalam adalah aku!

Persiapan bobo di teras. Teteh ribet, deh.
Bersiap mengintip si cantik di langit sambil denger cerita aki.

Sudah pagi aja, enggak terasa.

Tiddooooooooor

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