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&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Banyak sekali pasangan yang membenarkan mitos tersebut. Mereka menganggap bahwa dalam pernikahan, semua hal akan dijalani dan ditanggung berdua. Jika sedang dirundung masalah di kantor atau dengan keluarga, mereka menganggap akan ada pasangan yang menemani sehingga mereka tidak akan kesepian. Nyatanya, beberapa wanita saat ini tetap merasa kesepian meskipun mereka telah menikah. Bagi Anda yang kesepian dan merasa bahwa pernikahan merupakan solusinya, Anda perlu berpikir dan mengidentifikasi lebih jauh tentang mitos tersebut. Menikahlah karena Anda memang ingin dan siap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;2. Dapat Melakukan Hubungan Seksual Kapan Saja&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Hasrat seksual dan frekuensi Anda untuk melakukan hubungan seks tergantung dari libido masing-masing. Selain itu, gairah seksual bisa saja berkurang seiring bertambahnya waktu. Pasangan yang terus-menerus bertengkar satu sama lain tentu tidak mendapatkan kepuasan seks yang cukup. Jika Anda berpikir bahwa pernikahan dapat selalu memuaskan hasrat seksual, tidak sepenuhnya benar. Ada kalanya pasangan tidak bisa bercinta karena sudah terlalu lelah akibat pekerjaan menumpuk, sibuk mengurus anak atau waktu yang sangat terbatas. Menikah adalah hal yang rumit, bukan sekadar cara untuk melegalkan hubungan seksual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;3. Wanita Tidak Perlu Bekerja Setelah Menikah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Mitos ini cenderung kurang realistis. Dewasa ini, sesuai dengan tuntutan berbagai kebutuhan yang harus dipenuhi, tampaknya sangat lumrah apabila wanita juga harus memiliki pekerjaan sendiri. Memiliki suami bukan berarti keadaan finansial Anda akan membaik sehingga semua kebutuhan yang sesuai dengan gaya hidup dapat terpenuhi. Pasangan Anda juga mungkin akan terbebani dan sedikit keberatan jika ia dituntut untuk memenuhi semua kebutuhan Anda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;4. Memiliki Keluarga Besar yang Bahagia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Semua orang yang berencana menikah pasti juga ingin memenangkan hati mertua dan keluarga besar si pasangan. Mereka memiliki ekspektasi dan bahkan mereka yakin bahwa keluarga pasangan akan menyayangi dan mencintai mereka layaknya keluarga sendiri. Nyatanya, keadaan yang ada bisa saja jauh dari ekspektasi. Konflik, perbedaan pendapat dan prinsip pasti akan mewarnai setiap keluarga besar. Berikanlah cinta dan perhatian bagi keluarga besar pasangan Anda, tapi jangan terlalu berharap banyak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;strong style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; margin-top: 5px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;5. Anak Akan Memperkuat Ikatan Pernikahan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="background-color: white; font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #474747; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Banyak yang menganggap bahwa anak dapat memperkuat kualitas pernikahan dan meredakan konflik yang terjadi pada pasangan yang telah menikah. Namun, tidak jarang yang terjadi adalah sebaliknya. Bahkan, penelitian yang dilakukan oleh Brian Doss, PdD dari Texas A&amp;amp;M University dan Galena Rhoades, PhD, Scott Stanley, PhD, serta Howard Mark, PhD, dari University of Denver menunjukkan bahwa kepuasaan pernikahan lebih cepat menurun pada pasangan yang telah memiliki anak.&lt;/span&gt;
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&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #474747; font-family: inherit; font-size: 12px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Nah dari mitos di atas, yg belum gua alami adalah point terakhir. Doain z deh moga2 target2 cepat tercapai. wakakkakakka.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2610134044887023614-3897984109155591628?l=teruzbelajar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Belum sebulan merit, tp gak tau napa, mgkn krn kesenangan, kesibukan, kecapekan etc. rasanya kagak bs update blog lagi neh. Rasanya kreatif gua dah hilang setengah neh. Hidup baru, semua pada baru. Kesibukan bahkan masalah pun baru. Peluang utk berantem sih dah makin sikit tp gak tau napa, jd suami or istri org kagak segampang yg dibayangin. Tidur berdua, ngapa2in berdua, cuman qt pisah klo lg jam2 kerja aja. Klo lg ngambek2an n sensitif, tidur rasanya susah bgt bahkan klo lagi baekan pun, tdr masih belum terbiasa z. Apalagi klo malam2 tb2 kebangun hanya krn tb2 org samping ntah ngapain. Tarik2an selimut, tarik2an guling. Pokoke seru jg deh. Klo lg ngambek, rasanya aneh aja klo emosian tp dianya ada di samping. Haiizz.....&lt;br /&gt;
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Selain itu, gak enaknya jd istri org adalah, kebebasan qt utk bergaul ma teman2 jd agak repot. Bukan berarti dilarang sama sekali bergaul hanya saja terbatas. Tp emg kerasa beda sih setelah berumah tangga. Rasanya waktu ini terasa cepat banget jalannya n lbh bisa kasih kita semangat. Mau pigi kerja ataupun mo tidur tetap ada orang yang nemenin. Wuiihhh..... Tapi emang klo untuk kepikiran masalah pribadi banget, selalu saja ada perubahannya. Salah satunya lagi adalah online ini. Dah lama banget gua gak online. Apalagi karena pc di rumah kepiting kagak dibawa ke sini. Tp itu udah berakhir. wakakkakaka....&lt;/div&gt;
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Merit tgl 28 Desember 2011, hari Rabu, semuanya berjalan lumayan lancar walaupun banyak kesalahan-kesalahan yang gua buat sendiri. Gak disangka gak diduga, ternyata souvenir gua ketinggalan waktu wedding ceremony di malam hari. Sampe2 ada beberapa tamu yang pastinya kagak kebagian souvenir, hanya dikasih thanx cards ma anak2 penerima tamu. Malu bgt neh tp y sudahlah. Selain itu, waktu holy ceremony di gereja n acara di rumah, gua berkeringat jelek banget. Poni sampe ke samping jadinya dah gitu jidat gua yg termasyur ini jadi ketara banget cantiknya. Biasanya groom klo buka slayer bride, pasti dilihatnya bride yang cakep n keren, eh klo pas acara gua merit, pas dibuka slayer, poni gua jelek banget. wakakkakakkaka...... ancorrrrr&lt;/div&gt;
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Untuk acara malam hari sampe selesai, rata2 semua sesuai rencana. N budget kita utk acara semuanya ketutupi. Thanx bgt utk saudara2 yg dah bantu n utk teman2 yg banyak ikut partisipasi. Seneng bgt deh liat teman2 n keluarga semua jg pada happy. Bahkan meritnya gua ini jd ajang reuni bareng teman2. Thanx God bgt deh......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2610134044887023614-8758062158954877364?l=teruzbelajar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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This is one of my pre wed photos album. Love all moments so much. We make relationship since 2 Jan 2005 n we already pass all moments together even I had to shed my tears n keep patient based on my love to you. Hope this 28 Dec 2011 will give us a new life, new hope, new journey n we should walk together, Mimiz. Do not be jealous of me just because my friendship w/ others. I lay my love on you n I trust WE CAN!!!! Mimiz, I love you so much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;
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6 tahun yg tidak gampang dilewati akhirnya akan segera diakhiri dengan hidup yang baru yg qt blum tau ke arah mana pastinya akan berakhir perjalanan ini. Aku juga ga mau semua yang udah qt perjuangkan berakhir sia2. Utk kamu yg pernah mengisi hidupku, yg pernah mengganggu ataupun merusak hubungan kami, thanx so much utk tantangan yg pernah kalian buat utk kami. Ga ada kalian, mungkin perjalanan ini juga ga akan berwarna. Tp aku sedikit berbangga hati karna berkat tantangan yg ga gampang itu, qt berhasil mempertahankan apa yg tlh qt mulai. Utk ke depan pasti akan ada tantangan yg lbh berat, dgn hidup baru ini, aku ykn, qt akan semakin lbh kuat utk merancang keluarga impian qt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2610134044887023614-6724228754447785520?l=teruzbelajar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Kursus Persiapan Perkawinan : Finally we graduated it. It be held on 26 Nov-27 Nov&amp;#39;2011. Ternyata kursus ini byk memberikan pelajaran yg sbnrnya qt dah tau sebab akibatnya. Hanya saja, smuanya terasa berbeda karena qt dengerin bareng pasangan qt bahkan beberapa pasangan. Rasanya smua dijelasin secara terbuka. Qt slg bs menilai kebaikan n keburukan sesama qt. Fakta, ternyata pembimbing adalah pasangan yg menikah berpuluh thn n fakta kedua, pasangan itu jg ga aman2 bgt kehidupannya. Bahkan smp saat ini, mrk asik bertengkar saja. BEgitu jg gua n Mimiz. Mau pg kursus z musti sakit hati duluan. Musti bertengkar sbntr. Bahkan sampai kursus dah berlangsung, masih bs bentrokan. Oh God, smlm gua smp kembali omong ke Mimiz, dy msh blum terlambat utk pilih jln lain klo dy merasa smua ini ga berguna. &lt;p&gt;Anehnya hub ini, sebentar qt bertengkar, sebentar lg krn ajaran2 di kursus n gelagat2 n reaksi2 smua anggota kursus, qt bs ngakak seolah2 ga ada mslh. Hr ini, kursus full day dr jam 8 - jam 4 sore. Jujur, gua telat. Amis jam 9 br hadir krn ngurus kerjaannya bentar. Full day tp ga nyangka bgt, materi hr ini bs bt mata berkaca2. Trl byk mslh antara qt berdua yg trnyt, bukan mslh yg hrs dibesar2kan krn sbnrnya stp pasangan itu mengalami mslh yg hmpr serupa dgn qt. Hy sj berbeda gmn cr qt menyikapi smuanya. Wlpn di kursus ini, Mimiz kembali menyalahkan gua dgn smua kelemahan gua, y krn qt berbeda. Dan pembimbingnya memang seorang laki2 so memang bnr kt Mimiz, seolah2 byk kesalahan wanita. Hrsnya ada pembimbing wanita, br kesalahan pria bs terlihat sewaktu mrk mengajarkan materi. Kursus ini mempersiapkan bgmn qt ke depannya nanti. Y gua berharap byk ats pernikahan ini smua dpt memberikan buah yg baik pula utk qt smua. &lt;p&gt;Ada kata2 yg dipaksa Mimiz utk ditulis. Trz dy nyatat kata2 ini n qt slg janji utk nunjukin kata2 ini kalau suatu hari qt sedang mslh. Untung jg sih dy nyatat ini jadinya skrg bs gua ketik disini : &amp;quot;CINTA adalah kemampuan menerima seseorang sebagaimana dia adanya&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;Maksa bgt dy utk nyatat ini trus saking gua iseng, gua buat aja tulisan materai 6.000 trus qt sama2 ttd di materai buatan itu. &lt;p&gt;2. Lamaran or Tunangan : Stlh bbrp x perundingan, akhirnya ditetapkan wkt ketemuan utk ngobrol adlh stlh qt selesai kursus. Pro dan kontra utk perhelatan ini. Menurut adat chinese: Tunangan/Lamaran ga blh dilaksanakan di sore hari. Fakta yg gua hadapi: &lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Mama gua dah ga ada, so papa ga mgkn pande ngurusin yg beginian. So qt mnt tlg saudara spt Jicim, Sacim n Kokoh Swan. Nah sdr gua tuh org kantoran so ga mgkn ada wkt kecuali Sabtu Minggu. Di sisi lain, klrg Mimiz klrg usahawan dimana Sabtu Minggu adlh hr libur yg byk mendapatkan pelanggan so mintanya hari biasa. Can u imagine, what should I do? Then I wanna bold, underline, capslock n italic this sentence My families don&amp;#39;t know at all abt my fiance&amp;#39;s families. They absolutely need me to be mediator. Although my families don&amp;#39;t tell me abt it but I feel it. Absolutely they need us among them. Alasan lain, gua bukan mau membantah tradisi chinese, hanya saja, please, qt hrs liat sikon. Qt akan berusaha yg terbaik utk pernikahan qt. Itu dah ABSOLUTELY&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;Wlpn ini msh permulaan, ya moga2 utk ke depannya smua berjalan lancar n benar, &amp;quot;Bukan mslh tradisi ini yg ptg. Yg terpenting adlh kalian berdua&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;OKey, I already sleepy n tired. Thanx so much for everyone who help us. Hope u will get the best for yr kindness from God. Just counting day by day for December.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2610134044887023614-407813847557361623?l=teruzbelajar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Cegah kelelahan. Waktu yg ada utk melakukan hal2 yg bermanfaat sangat singkat. Aq ga tau koq rasanya pas bgt kata2 itu wlpn aq sedikit tersinggung krn warning keras n &amp;#39;ngena&amp;#39; bgt. Aq lg baca majalah itu di saat lg nunggui notaris utk ttd nasabah yg lg mo ngurus AJB dimana nasabah itu sbnrnya nsbh gua tp nasabah limpahan pekerjaan dr boss. Ga mslh jg sih klo dpt limpahan pekerjaan begini cuman caranya itu yg bt gua ngerasa hari gua tb2 ga teratur. Kerjain ini dgn keadaan gua lg ga tau apa2 n tb2 nasabah dah di dpn mata n harus diservice. Namanya nasabah, jrg mo ngerti sikon sbnrnya tuh gmn tp ya ga masalah. Ga sampe emosi or tensian tp tb2 z keknya kepala gua skt bgt smp sore. Ya bs jd krn kerjaan yg tb2 under pressure n u should settle it well. Mo ngopi pun ga sempat. Wkwkwk.... Eh plg kerja, ditambah lg ma mslh pribadi yg bt hati gua ngerasa greeeggg.... What a hell? Skrg gua sadar, harusnya gua belajar gmn cr menghadapi trouble dgn santai n kepala dingin. Penyakit darah tinggi, stroke, jantung n cancer adalah penyakit yg buat gua sangat takut. Ga tau napa, koq rasanya gua tkt bgt dgn kesehatan gua di masa tua nanti. Gua pgn pjg umur dgn keadaan damai n bahagia dgn suami n anak2 cucu dlm arti klrg damai, bahagia n makmur n kalo pun suatu hari gua meninggal, gua pengen smua org jgn nangis2 n sedih2 dgn kepergian gua. Gua kepengen mrk menyadari klo itu emg dah waktunya. Kalian smua pasti akan ceritain keburukan n kebaikan gua, gua harap, cerita kalian itu adalah cerita yg ga menjatuhkan harga diri gua sbg manusia yg sdh meninggal. Gua pgn ninggalin cerita2 bahagia n buat anak cucu gua bangga. Kalo hr ini gua msh ada kesalahan yg menyakiti kalian yg gua buat dgn sadar or ga, gua mo minta maaf. Btw gua hanya perlu diselesaikan dgn cara yg wajar n ga merepotkan kalian. Kalian cukup bakar jasad gua trus boleh diletakkin di vihara ataupun ada suatu tempat baru untuk mengenang gua. Jgn dibuang ke laut abunya krn gua pengen anak cucu ataupun sapa saja bs doain gua dgn liat foto gua di depan batu nisan gua. Tlg foto yg ditempel adalah foto gua lg ketawa krn gua pgn org ngeliat gua dlm keadaan happy n ga nakutin kalian. Gua juga ga mau dikuburin karena gua ga mau ngerepotin kalian beli2 tanah pekuburan yg mahal2. Rumah impian gua stlh meninggal adalah di samping Bapa di surga jd utk mengenang gua, kamu tdk perlu beli tanah yg mahal2. Untuk Juventus, qt pernah make promise utk saling mendoakan di hari bday qt, n gua jg ga mau memberatkan u krn u pst akan repot so u ga perlu repot2 utk penuhi janji itu. Qt cukup jd best friend slm skul smp skrg. Skrg qt jg udh ada klrg msg2 n kesibukan msg2 so klo gua yg duluan plg, u blh ga usah doain gua lg ya.... Gua ga tau knp hr ini gua hrs ngeblog dgn crt spt ini. Bt yg prnh ngebaca crt ini dr blog ini, klo suatu hari gua meninggal tlg pesankan ke org dekat gua ttg keinginan gua ini. Tp intinya, gua ga mau kalian repot2 tp gua cuman kepengen kalian bahagia kalau mengenang gua. Walaupun sbnrnya gua adalah org yg cengeng, gua ga kepengen kalian menangisi gua. Oh hya, apapun yg tjd, tlg selesaikan gua dgn cara Katolik krn gua dilahirkan dan dibesarkan dgn Katolik. Untuk org2 yg gua tinggalkan, yg merasa ada kata2 yg blum tersampaikan, gua mo kasih tau, di saat gua ketik crt ini, gua tidak ada dendam apapun dgn siapa pun so forget it. Thanx so much utk waktu kalian baca2 blog aneh ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2610134044887023614-6730462317999642958?l=teruzbelajar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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