I was really sad. Because today is a Sacrifice Day and i couldn’t celebrate it with my family. I can imagine if i was in my hometown there were a lot of happiness. And here, in Bekasi, i celebrated this day with my friend’s family, Sigit.
I came here yesterday after i have thought it would be better than i celebrated a sacrifice day in my rentroom. At that time i wished i could forget about my yearning to my family in my hometown. But, the fact wasn’t like my expectation. Sigit’s family accepted me well. I just met his mother because his father was in Blora, his parent’s hometown. His mother though i only met, i felt at home. Moreover Sigit’s mother remembered me to my mother. Hm, i hope my mother and my father are very OK.
In the morning after i prayed Ied, i slept. There was nothing i could do. Yeah, actually i really hate if i had to sleep in the morning but what’s to be done. At 10 am i woke up then i played komputer and i was online. I opened my facebook account for making a note and downloaded a film. When i was doing that Sigit was sleeping. It was like relay race. I woke up then Sigit slept. Haha.
In the afternoon, we planned to go to Patria’s home but Patria sent me a message that she wasn’t in her home so we cancelled it. At 5 pm Sigit and I went there, Patria’s home. Arriving there, we got a special welcome. Her family made sate and when we came we had to finish it until we were overly full.
In Patria’s, we talked about our study, about our life, and about ‘Dia yang Namanya Tak Boleh Kusebut’. From this i knew that my class were really interested in who is ‘Dia yang Namanya Tak Boleh Kusebut’. Patria told me “Every time when some of us are assembling we never forget to discuss and we want to know who she is.” I smiled. I didn’t know why this issue made them interested but i felt honour.
At 9 pm we finished our conversation. Sigit and i went home and then we slept.
Finally, that day became a happy day i think.
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