Finding it

Sunday morning, my eyes was opened slowly. Today is holiday, no working no routinity. Yeach, I'm ready to go travelling anywhere. Last night I ontact my friends to arranage where we will go at sunday morning. Hi-Tech mall, we decided to go there. Well, I think I need to by manything there. Hemm... voala,.. allez vous, iis :)

Beep..beep..beep..beep

My handphone was ringed. I set different ring tone for calling and SMS as anyone do. I can easly mention this ringtone; SMS.

Ah.... just an SMS. I think it's ok to look that later.

It's my badness; often opening SMS late. Hemm.. but I did it with a reason. Sometime I have been teaching, biking, sleeping when it come. But today, I'm still cooking. Actually, I don't bring my handphone when cooking but today I need to bring. We didn't mention what time would going to Hi-Tech mall so that have to discuss it by SMS. After making a breakfast “Terong sambel vs ikan pindang”, I reach my handphone and I read one sentence in my inbox.

“Sister,. I will with my friend. How about you?”

Emm.... tik tok.. well, a have a thousand ways to go there. I type some words to reply this message.

“Ok, don't worry.. I will lets our nice sister for going together so that we can go with 2 mootorcycle. See you”

I still have 3 hours. Hemm... all kitchen works is finish. I walk to bathroom and tarattt... I'm ready to face sunday morning. I went to my neighbour first to give her vegetable which I bought in the traditional market. One pack “tempe” and one plastic “urap-urap” are in my hand.

“Emm.... I think I forgot something. What is that?”

It's also my badness; forgetter; haha. What an old lady!! It's not my first time either hundred^th times forgetting something. I think more than 100 thousands I did. I try to remember what thing is I have to bring. Ahaaa.... I cath it in my mind. “External hardisk”. I will copy TOEFL iBT software to my friend.

“Assalamu'alaykum..”

An obligate greeting in my religion(ISLAM); even that is common in my beloved country(INDONESIA). Almost our citizens use that for greeting.

“Wa'alaykumsalam..”

There are 5 girls in my neighbour boarding house. We are friends. My friends and I are talking manythings; about jobs, life and some jokes. I like sunday.

That is an opening section of this sunday. Found it.

For 15 minutes I had been waiting for Bemo(is like a mini bus; a kind of public tranportations in Surabaya). This is not my first time for waiting as like this. I enjoy this waiting time with listening music. Handphone, earphone and power bank are my favorite things in a trip. I realize that it's not good for listening music in public place. I describe person with this action is like a child who dislike to talk each other. But, I still doing that. Ya Allah.... I want to be free from this. Eiiitss... but you need not to say that words. I think, it's ok if there is no one baside you; just people walking away in front of you. Listening music is forbidden for me is there is anyone baside me or in around of me. For example is inside of Bemo. In the Bemo.. it's better for me to do not listening music. Let them to talk each other, share anything you have.

Ngerrr.....

The sound of Bemo was in my ear. Congragulation!! haha.. I spend 20 minutes to reach my friend house. I catch many captures of road life in my mind. Starting with people's behavior at a traffic light, continued by some activities on the road sides, on the market intrance that I passed, the crowdness of main road, other passangers untill the driver attitude. This time, I dislike the driver. He plays his handphone along the road; doing SMS, calling, etc. Huhhh!!! I hate it. But, I can't stop it suddenly. If I do, I think he will be angry and let me turn down from his car. Oh nooo!! I would be in late. Hemm.. it is going away.. and I push on a button to stop in front of Graha Amerta(GA); near of my frined house.

I look for my handphone in my tosca bag. One notification is appered in the wallpaper. You got 1 message. Quickly I open it;

“Sister, please let me know if you are in GA. Mia is going with her friend first. So, coem to my house or I will pick up you soon.”

I'm late. Well, lets continue your sunday Iis!!

Sist. Vhe pick up me and we are talking each other about us. Many themes that we are talking about. I learn manithings from her. Her spirit, motivation, warmness, careness, endurance, etc. Thanks dear Vhe. Today I'm rich of your experience.

Lag phase

“See you Mba Vhe,. Mom(Mba vhe mother in bording house). Thanks for all”

My feet count down number of steps needed to get Bemo. I don't know which Bemo must I use to go to Hi-Tech mall. Hemm... I'm like a loosen girl; don't know where will I go. Tik tok....

Actually I can go to other mall or market; Pucang:em...I think I will not get things I need; the options are ITC or DTC. I often go to DTC, I know which stands I need to visit. But... ITC.. is more complete. How?

My feet is still counting down. There are some poersons there, but I have to choose the right man to whom I ask about Bemo. Well, I meet a half old man.

“Excuse me, Sir. Can you tell me how can I go to ITC or Hi-Tech?”

“Em... you can not find Bemo here to go there. You need to turn away.. go there”, he explain with show the reverse direction. It means that I have to walk back. Oh nooo... better I continue my steps forward, anywhere I go.

“Where will you go? ITC? I will go there. You can go with me”, sunddenly a boy come to me with his “orange” work uniform. Actually I don't care who is he.. if he is a kind person I will follow him. But.... I'm not sure with him. I don't mention that he isn't a kind man. But.. it's just my feeling, and I prefer to my feeling.

“Don't worry, he is a kind man. If anything happen.. you can contact his boss(upline)”

“Em... I think better I go there Sir. I remember that I can take Bemo there”, I don't know what I say but at that time I have to leave the. I'm sorry.

“Thank you, Sir.”

“Oh.. ya ya... you can take there.. but have to take Bemo two times. Tak care..”

One-two-three-until uncounted steps.. I met a mother ad I ask about same thing.

“Excuse me Mom. Is Bemo N pass this road?”

“I think no Bemo N here. You shoud go there, turn right and pass away the that road”, She show me thr way.

“Where will you go?”

“Actually I will go to ITC or DTC. What do you think about that? Which one is near from here?”

“Em... I prefer to DTC. You can take Bemo P over there.”

“Oh.. thank you very much, Mom”

“Ya.. take care”

Tik tok....

Taking Bemo is funny, I think. Although it make me waiting foa a long time.. but I can get more things than I use motorclycle. 30 minutes I pass in Bemo; that is I can take in 15 minutes using motorclycle. Well, the important is I arrived at DTC mall. Hemm.... lets spend out your time here, Iis.

Log phase

It is like my habit in Thailand#shopping#. But, not everything that I like will be bought. I can filter between my willingness and my needness. Starting by first floor. I search on my needs here.. then I go to next floor until end. Then.. I choose best quality in best price. Haha... have to save my money, guys.

DISCOUNT!!! is a bg magnet to us; womans. One hour I spend to get all my needs. Finished. I have to go to Masjid for praying; SHOLAT. I like this Masjid. I often visit here so that I know any site here. For putting on my bag, taking wudhlu, hanging mukena, taking aa sit for a rest, etc. Walking from Masjid to the main road. I just know that there is a Bemo stand in first flour(not basefloor). I look out the rute, and I go to the end of this route so I can get Bemo faster. I think I can see Bemo P here. But, I didn't find it. Hemm... taking a while for thinking.. remembering.

Ok. I get it in my mind. Without asking people, I walk on the road and cross it, continuing to the road baside of brigde. I wait Bemo P there, but I still don't get it within 20 miutes. Oh no.... maybe I chhose the wrong way. ya... that's right. I have to walk bak to DTC. So sad.... I angry with my self. How stupid am I? I;m so tired in walking. But.. I try to wnjoy it. I try to deny that I waste my time. No.. I have to find something that it's not a wasting time. I believe that everything has “hikmah”. I found a train station. Ahaaa... I never use “komuter” before.. em... by this moment, I can use it to go to Gubeng station. Ok, I will try. But.. it's very crowded. I have to be in listing to get ticket. ah... I think better to go to Joyoboyo. My time is almost finish. It's almost maghrib. I don't want to be in ath road when Maghrib Azan is coming.

On the way of going to Joyoboyo bus station, I found it. What is that? That is might be not a big one, not a special one or a luxurious place. But, it's very meaningfull for me. It make me smaile at that time, even I'm so tired, so hungry and so thristy. oh... dear.. I like this place. I like many things inside.

Some of them are written by the arabic. Yah... first etalase contain Islamic books or I often name it by “kitab”. I have been looking for a book; Tere Liye's book. But I really realize that I would not get it here. It's just a small book shop; most of them are the old books. Just a few that is new. I begin searching for a convient book tittle. I'm interested in a Biology book; “Ringkasan Biologi SMU”. It was printed and published at 2000. wow!! so old. But, I need some parts of this book. Why? Beacause I'm now a teacher and also I'm in learnig for Bioprocess. I bargain it's prize from Rp 12.000,00. Though in talking with the seller, my eyes are concerned to another side of this shop. Aha.... I look a bundle of new books. With my curiousity, I read all of them. Not reading all of their parts, but I just read the synopsis. Finally, I take a book with the tittle “Diary daun-daun yang berjatuhan” or we can translate it to English “Diary of the fall leaves”.

Peak

Book – reading – writting are my passion. I like that so much. Reading give me more learning, understanding about manythings, depend on the theme we read. We don't have to cath that learning by ourself experience. Everyone has the different experience guys.. what will I do with thid book? Surely I will read it.. try to be a character in its story.

Please waiting for the next summary of this book. Thanks for your attantion.

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