“Did you see the Live session from the TikTok boutique last night?” asked Maya, adjusting her Hermes dupe (a very good one, from a seller in Batam). “The gamis (flowing robes) were to die for . I bought three.”
Lina double-tapped the photo. Then, she opened her secret notes app. She wrote a single line: “Need to find a better energy healer than Rani’s.”
The sun had not yet fully breached the horizon over the sprawl of South Jakarta, but the WhatsApp group “Bunda & Bunda” was already alive. The notifications began as a soft ping-ping-ping , like a morning alarm made of gossip and opportunity. Memek Ibu Ibu
“Speaking of therapy,” Rani interjected, dabbing sauce from her lip. “I’ve started Brujula . It’s an energy healing session. But not the weird kind. They use tuning forks. It’s very aesthetic .”
By 2:00 PM, the BBQ was done. The women dispersed. Lina drove home, the silence in the car broken only by Keanu’s sleepy breathing. She saw Yuni, the nanny, playing with the toddler on the foam mat in the living room. For a moment, Lina felt a pang of jealousy—Yuni got the giggles; Lina got the credit card bills. “Did you see the Live session from the
Lina listened, nodding, but her mind was on the real entertainment: the silent, unspoken competition of the Proyek Anak (The Child Project).
This was the second layer: Thrift-shopping 2.0 . The old Ibu-Ibu went to the mall. The new Ibu-Ibu scours Carousell , Instagram Live , and private Shopee flash sales. They are not just consumers; they are forensic accountants of discount codes. They will spend two hours negotiating a price for a second-hand Stokke high chair, saving fifty thousand rupiah (about three dollars), then spend three million rupiah on a single lunch without blinking. The logic is unassailable: one is a necessity , the other is therapy . Then, she opened her secret notes app
“Good,” Lina replied smoothly. “His therapist says he is a ‘kinesthetic learner.’ We’re doing a lot of swimming. He’s only two, but we think he’s a water baby . You know, we are looking at the Nursery at ACG next year. The waiting list is insane.”
The other women nodded, their faces a perfect mask of support and horror. The true currency of the Ibu-Ibu is not the beef ribeye or the German car. It is stress . Specifically, the competitive stress of raising a perfect child while maintaining a perfect body, a perfect home, and a perfect appearance of effortless grace.
She walked past them, into her bedroom, and collapsed on the king-sized bed. She opened Instagram. She saw Rani had already posted a carousel: “Lunch with the besties! Calories don’t count when you’re healing your chakras.”