I just finished the socialwork yesterday and now I'm back in town. Didn't have the chance to write yesterday since i just spent it to clean my room :') No, not really I went to Starbucks to write my marketing task but ended up chatting via LINE with a glass of iced americano hahaha
So, i'm going to write the sum up of my 28 days living in the not so small village that i wrote here before. This sum up story just happened to me during our last night there. So, just as the tradition of being Indonesian, we toured around the village to visit the houses of people that we were in contact and helped us during our stay there. I remember we visited 5 houses. One house of the head of the village Pak Kades, 3 houses of the helper of the head of the village Pak Kasun, and one house of one man who usually cleans the office and the elementary school area, Pak Tik.
First we visited 3 houses of Pak Kasun, as just usual they served us with drinks and snacks. Next, we visited the house of the head of the village, the head of the village himself has already fallen asleep according to the wife, in fact it was only 7pm, we didn't get anything meaning the wife served us nothing, not even a mineral water, but it was okay since we all already full from the 3 houses before. Last, we stopped at Pak Tik's house. Surprisingly touching, all of the family members gather around to welcome us, they served us drinks and a looooot of snack with unusual amount and also the next day before we finally left to Surabaya, the wife of Pak Tik went to our house and gave us local handmade snack one each.
That was not the story I want to share, that was just a preface. The main story is, it is not about that you don't have anything to give, but you don't want to. Be like Pak Tik :')
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