Valuable

And again, the story of kamvret is repeated. Finally I can only write it on this battered laptop. The clock shows 3:35 p.m. time of Martapura and its surroundings. Maybe my parents have landed in Balikpapan. I was supposed to go to the village this morning, but I woke up late, where didn't I feel well again. I still want to play with you, Adek-Adek.

Well, what else can I do, I deliberately returned to the boarding house the day before my parents returned to Kaltara because if I go home before they go to the airport it feels really sad, but if I go home afterwards it's heavy too, because the atmosphere of grandfather's house immediately changed, quiet. Boom !! Every year there is always a farewell moment, my most goiter is a farewell. I feel like I used it 11 days ago as much as possible. Yep, on my 11 day vacation, my parents and Adek-Adek, they have come to South Kalimantan since July 1.

If only I could go back to July 1, even though that day ...



Saturday, July 1, 2017, at 12:15 a.m., I already packed and got ready to go to the village. I heated up the cave motorbike. On my journey, I was hepi-hepi, but when I broke up when I entered the highway, I was so stuck, I just remembered that the day was the peak of the backflow of Eid.

Entering the village area, the more jammed guys, the path will be automatically diverted, it will be very difficult where I don't memorize many roads anymore. Yes, I just followed the people, at first I was sure they were one lane with me, translucent through here, finally through the village 1. It turned out that it turned out that the village 1 was also jammed, the only lane was diverted, I rolled again through the rice field road.

It was filled with naivety and kepo about the streets, because I was not a street child, I was still buntutin mothers in front of the cave. I kept praying, "I hope it's not lost". Almost 20 minutes passed. I passed many fields and ironwood housing. Over time, there is something strange, I enter the branched road, turn there turn, enter the garden, the edge of the forest, irrigation. I began to panic.

For the sake of heresy, the meme is as thick as a titan wall, I stray! Finally, I tried to go straight, a place that was not strange, I just remembered that I was in the Tungkaran area, I immediately knew because a few months ago I was there to install a billboard while still an intern. So, I found a path back to the highway.

I tried again on the closed track, the result was the same, I went around there, it didn't feel at 2 o'clock, the rain fell, I decided to go back to boarding for a break, but the rain was getting thicker, I took shelter in the cellphone shop. The cave body was all wet, then an hour later subsided. I change clothes while warming my body at boarding, at 4 I try to walk again, thankfully translucent. At 5 o'clock I arrived at my grandfather's house, even though I was cold, I was happy to be able to gather again with my little family.

I really want to go back to that date, but I can't. I am willing to stray again on the rain again, but I can't. I just realized that something valuable is something that is limited, we will only regret it or consider it valuable when it is gone. Even so sadness is now only temporary. Don't worry about it, the time will always surprise you. I believe, tomorrow or the next day there will be surprises and other exciting stories