At the beginning of 2025, we truly believed this would be a beautiful new chapter in our lives.
The breeze of the new year seemed to bring fresh hopes, new determination, and renewed prayers.
But it turned out… Allah had written a different story for us.
May I share a little bit of our journey? 🥺
January came like a storm, shaking us from all directions.
First, we were scammed by someone we trusted, losing tens of millions of rupiahs just like that. The money we had set aside for our small dreams, gone in an instant. Before we even had the chance to recover from the shock, my husband had to leave his job. He resigned—choosing to protect his mental health rather than stay in a toxic environment.
I thought to myself, “It’s okay, we’re still healthy, we can figure it out.”
But the tests didn’t stop there.
Our child fell ill. Then my mother-in-law suddenly had to undergo surgery. And soon after, news of my grandmother’s passing came.
It felt as if the sky was collapsing on us, one piece at a time.
And to this day, it’s been four months since my husband resigned, and he still hasn’t found a new job.
We’ve been holding on for four months now, with savings running thin, doing everything we can just to keep going.
But… through it all, I’ve come to see something that makes me love him even more.
During this period of unemployment, he never sat idle. In fact, he was the one who stepped up completely to care for my mother-in-law after her surgery. He made countless trips back and forth to the hospital, staying by her side as she recovered. He did it all patiently, never complaining.
Because my in-laws live far away in Probolinggo, and no other family was around to help, he was the only one they could rely on.
As his wife, I’ll admit… there were times my mental strength faltered.
I cried quietly in the bathroom sometimes, afraid to let him see me breaking down.
But then I always reminded myself of one principle:
“My job is to make an effort and pray. The rest, I leave to Allah’s plan.”
Behind all my daily hustle—creating content, helping people learn Excel, appearing strong on screen—there’s this side of my life that few people know. A side where I’m just another human being, learning to endure, learning to stay patient.
So today, I’m gathering my courage to try through this little circle as well.
If anyone happens to know of job opportunities for a man in his 30s, in or around Probolinggo… we’d deeply appreciate even the smallest lead.
Thank you for reading this story to the end.
My prayers go out to all of you too, who are fighting your own battles in whatever form. May we all be given the strength to make it through these tests. 🤍🙏
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