Expat Life, Struggle to find a work.

I left my comfort zone embracing new adventures.

But Yes, life is not a bed of roses..

On 25th of October 2016 at 11pm i got a news from my husband whose just home from work that my application on the company where he works was already approved and i will be having a test on October 26th 9am. The news got me in such a dilemma as i have my part time work on schedule already at 6am. 

As a part timer, my work was in a small but quite luxury hotel in our town as a housekeeper. That left me in no choice other than to give a call to my boss at 11pm and tell her that i could not come to work on the morrow. And yes, i got scolded as i bothered her in the middle of the night and the fact that i could not come did not make her happy at all. Especially when i told her the reason that i had to go for a new job test. 

I was sad and confused, sad because i made her mad and confused because if i didn't go to the test i might not get the job, and if i didn't go to my current work i might loose my job. Then i had to choose , i went to the test instead.

My boss was furious.

I called her and told that my test ran well and asked if was there a chance for me to still go to work tomorrow?

She told me " Tomorrow you just come and give us back the key, we need someone that we can trust to for the work , i helped you with many things but you didn't come and choose not to work with us "

That is half true and half not true actually. First, it is true that i didn't come, Second, it is not true that i chose not to work with them anymore. In fact i was thinking to still work with them while working in new place, because i need to work and more work means more money. 

But she wouldn't understand.

And i expected she would, why?

Because from the first time i was offered that job , she told me that it's just a temporary work and once i get a fulltime work i can go.

So i actually sad and don't understand all this.

I was also sad that she mentioned how much she had helped me and all. Of course i am more than thankful for it, it's just that before i officially started my part time work there, i did quite a lot of training without payment which i never bragged about and did quite happily eventhough my husband and the family insisted that even on training i should have been paid. 

So why now mention all the things you've done? 

It's true that we cannot put our hope and happiness in man , man will always disappoint you.

I disappoint my boss, my boss disappoint me.

And the worst part is, i considered her as my friend and my sister, and now i don't know what to feel.

I can only put my hope and hapiness in God, that is my only remedy.

 

Mixed Marriage , Indonesian and Hungarian.

Mixed Marriage can be easy and hard at the same time.

 

We put into a lot of ponders before we decided that we would like to do our marriage in Hungary. Especially our Civil Ceremony.

Why? 

Because to do it in Indonesia would be easy at the first process ( David's visa ) but then,  difficult after. For example we couldn't tell whether the Hungarian office will acknowledge our marriage certificate or not, whether my spouse visa will be granted fast or not, and so on.

It was a very hard time to decide and made me stress.

But finally we chose to do it in Hungary. We knew that it would be a pain in the ass for the first process but we chose to embrace it anyway.

And we were right....

First we both saved our money, me for my travel, him for the wedding. We worked our ass off for it.

Then in the mean time i worked for all of my papers in Indonesia, i Thank God that i have a super mom that always willing to help me in my time of need. Although to convince my mom to let me go to Hungary was another drama.  

I Love You Mom!

Finally, after months of working with anxiousity, came my letter from the region office.

The letters are :

1. My Birth Certificate

2. My Single Status

3. My Recomendation from our civil office in Manado for me to be able to Marry in Hungary.

These 3 letters then i sent to Jakarta to be stamped and legalized in 3 Places which are :

1. Ministry of Law and Human Rights

2. Ministry of Foreign Affairs 

3. Embassy of Hungary.

I waited 2 weeks for this process to be done. After it was done, i sent the documents to Hungary for David to bring to the Hungarian Office for Translation and Attestation.

Meanwhile , on May i went to Jakarta with Mom and Dad to go for the Visa.

I waited and waited until oneday i received an email saying that my visa has been granted. ( Horaayy! Here comes my expat dream! ).

A couple of days later i submitted my resignation letter which made my boss little bit surprised. He knew all along of my struggle but he still surprised when i gave him the letter. ( He was such a nice man and the best boss i have ever had )

Then on June 23rd i flew to Hungary to meet the love of my life.

 

Here i share my arrival in Hungary on my Youtube channel "Szia Sharon" 

 

The date of our marriage was on August 12th, but i had to be in Hungary at least 1 month prior to the marriage date for administration process.

Then 2 weeks after we submited all of our documents and before our wedding day David got a call from the Polgármesteri Hivatal saying that my document was not right.

Oh God......

It was said that my single letter was not good.

It was written that i have never been married, but not that i am single.

I was shocked, David couldn't believe what he had heard.

My mother and father and also my cousin already bought their ticket to be here.

"What do i do" i thought....

"Should i go back Indonesia and change the letter? "

"Is the translation wrong or what? , how could it be wrong, it is an official translation office!"
All of the people in both family were in tension.

But the the staff from the Polgármesteri Hivatal called again and told us to go to Indonesian Embassy to make the letter for me stating that i am single and allowed to marry in Hungary.
Thankfully the staff in my Embassy was very helpful and willing to make the letter faster. 
 

So, 1 week before our marriage we received this letter , the mighty letter that allowed me to have a marriage ceremony in Hungary.
Thanks God!