There was An old wooden stall.
I sat on the empty chair
right beside me was a familiar eldery.
He was very old and skiny.
I do ever asked her age, it was around 80-ish.
I greeted him
" Salam Sir "
" Salam, Ah it's you again. Long time no see "
" Yeah, it's about 3 weeks "
" That long? "
" Yeah sir, I was enjoying living in my home too much that I forget to go back "
" Where is it? "
" It's Mojo Town "
" Ah, it's nearby. Where is exactly your home? "
" A village behind Fishy Hospital, Do you know it, sir? "
" hahaha, Ofc, I had spent half of my life to travel around the world. That place was only a rice field on the past..."
And so, the Eldery begin his story' of the past.
You are reading story Hidup Adalah Cerita at novel35.com
It was about the history of my village and the change he knew.
I heard him patiently while waiting for a noodle and a drink which I had ordered.
There was a few sentence that I did remember because he often repeated it in our meeting.
" ...Remember your parents.
They put a pant on you when you can't.
They take care of you when you are sick.
They forgive all your mistakes and guide you to be better.
They were loyal to be in your side in any dire situation you face.
They supported you when you are down without any hidden intention.
Remember my advice,
Be good to your parents or you Will sure regret it when they were gone. "
And so, he only stopped talking when my meals was ready.
" Hahaha, okay, you can eat your food "
And so, he turned his head and watched the television.
It was about some who made a clay pot.
You can find story with these keywords: Hidup Adalah Cerita, Read Hidup Adalah Cerita, Hidup Adalah Cerita novel, Hidup Adalah Cerita book, Hidup Adalah Cerita story, Hidup Adalah Cerita full, Hidup Adalah Cerita Latest Chapter