My Family

I have a very loving wife and a very understanding one too. She knits and sews (and serge and loves doing embroidery), cooks all kinds of dishes (and cookies and pastries), manage to keep the house spick and span (and the rest us clean), and yet somehow manage to find time to sing (karaoke) and to have fun.

She holds a bachelors degree in economics and management. She is also the VP of finance of a service company.

We are blessed with four sons.

Adhitya, all beached out!

Adhitya is the youngest. He is the smartest of them all. He was barely 15 months when he learned how to operate almost all of our electronic entertainment systems (Hi-Fi, TV, VCD, etc.). At 17 months he discovered the mouse and started playing with MIDI and MP3 music on our computers. As a matter of fact he crashed the Nitwit (our NT server) several times, wiping my work in the process, that we had to put it in a locked room.

He used to stake the Ninny (our latest Win95 station) as his and I had to use the slower Winny (an older win95 station). Thankfully, he is now into tricycles.

Yodhi, Dhito, Wibi, Adhit, and the magical glow after washing up at the soul purifying springs of the ancients

Yodhi is the eldest, he plays the guitar. Smart, adventurous, but a bit shy. Still, he is the one who made me realize the depth of the expression "Do you know where your kids are?".

He knows all bus routes, and has been through every street and alley here in Jakarta, one of the largest city in the world.

All smiles on entering the ancient city

Dhito is the second child, he plays the keyboard. He is the most energetic of them all. He would come home dead-tired, and yet somehow sprang to life again after a glass of water. He is also the psychic, the one to ask whenever we misplace something. Whenever I was away to another city, his mother would also ask him if I was doing allright. Nice, huh?

Dhito is the one that looks worn out in the following picture, it is no wonder after so much climbing and running around in the ancinet city (He haven't had his glass of water yet).

Finally reaching the last gate of the thousand temples (Whew!)

The one pretending to be a praying statue in the above picture is Wibi, our third child. He is the funniest, a joke teller, and he always managed to view things in a peculiarly funny way. Sometimes this got him into a fist fight (sigh!) since not all kids see it as funny.

Sister Dyani, Wife Suciati, and Sis-In-Law Elisa

I'm the eldest of six. I have four brother and a sister. My wife is the sixth of thirteen. Nowadays, all those girls managed to keep in touch and to get together quite frequently even though we live in different cities. I guess it comes as no surprise to you. After all, the "girls-chat" is really one of those customs that trancends national boundaries.