Houses Hoodie

When I was a kid, me and my big family visited newlywed Auntie. It was 8 hours drive to a small town in the border of two provinces in Java. It was fun until my mom brought me to the nearest kiosk. I remembered I want some snack, so she bought me some. I impatiently to wait, I asked if I can go first and she asked me if I know the way. I was sure as the sun, only to find out that I’m lost. I kept searching but all of the houses are identical. I remembered looking for the familiar cars and their place but they were nowhere to be found. So I panicked, dropped down and began to cry until a familiar voice called my name. If not mistaken, it was my mom and whoever it was, it was my hero. Read more: https://wiryawanpuboyo.wordpress.com/2022/02/04