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Then before long, there was the sound of bells accompanied by the cry of a boy. The shaved— ice seller who is usually sprayed with syrup— stops right in front of this old hut. The boy arrived in front of the hut a few seconds later, his breathing stinged.

“Buy one, Paklik,” he said, still with a wheezing breath. Without saying much, the man whose body had begun to bend was installing his standard onthel bike, “the usual yes, the red one,” he continued, when the old man would pour syrup on his shaved ice.

“Hei, you!” the man sitting next to me suddenly said, Your father today will die!“

I was surprised to hear his sudden words. The hunchback man of the shaved ice seller immediately turned his head, his eyes glaring sharply at this man near me. While the boy who had just received the shaved ice of his order, his hands seemed to tremble, his face flushed red. Then he ran off somewhere.

The hunchback man still stared intently at the man near me, then exclaimed until the veins on his neck sprung up, “He's a child!” while the man next to me, even laughed out loud, “dasar crazy!” the hunchback man again added, then immediately rushed off to find the customer back.

The middle-aged man next to me again said when the merchant had left, “At least it will change. At least it'll be better. At least, no one else gets hurt like you.”

Not done yet I digest the incident earlier, a group of people came while running. Some of them were carrying sharp weapons and a block of wood. The little boy took the lead, still clutching the shaved ice that seemed to be starting to melt, complete with a gesture of his whimpering.

“Hei, Darsono! Are you my son?” shouted a stocky man with a stomach that makes his buttons fight hard to keep his clothes from falling off, “ on what basis do you talk like that? After your son dies, want to be your crazy man?” his eyes looked fiery.

This guy next to me, even laughing while holding his stomach, “So there's a seagull passing by.”

“Then the clear talk!” yelled the thick man earlier, pulling the collar of the man near me firmly.

“That means speaking bird language?” I growled to myself when this man next to me even chanted, complete with laughter.

A group full of moustached fathers was compact to shout, asking the fat man to drive the crazy man from this village. Things are starting to get messy. The middle-aged man continued to laugh as his body was being pulled around and pushed firmly by the many people. The stocky man, eagerly dragging the middle-aged man by meters, reached the highway.

In the midst of the riot, the stocky man had fallen down, clutching his chest firmly. The citizens who had been focused on driving away the middle-aged man earlier, immediately stopped all their movements.

I, who had been following them, still did not understand what was happening. The middle-aged man just now, suddenly stopped his laughter. I was shocked when suddenly my eyes met the middle-aged man. It seems like he was aware of my existence when the others were not. Eventually someone realized I existed. She smiled a little. Then suddenly ran away, leaving the unrest that occurred because the stocky man had started to not move.

I keep my feet on the same road every day. There is no saying that comes out of them - they turn themselves around to walk the other way. Sweat water continues to pour until my clothes are soaked to find a path I have never crossed.

The next day, I went down the same road. The road that only looks straight and without turning. Step by step continue to pass that path back. Keep passing through without finding the points of a resident residence in order to tell me where the direction of this road actually went ?

It has been 2 days I walked and down this road but at least the citizens I have never met at all. Look left and look right is just a look. Thinking that maybe soon, there will be citizens who will tell you where this road goes and where the road goes.

On the fourth day, my feet kept moving. Just this time, I found a stylish young boy who was very cool and used a lot of gold both necklaces, bracelets, rings and even gold teeth of this young man. I'm sure, this child must be from the noble faction who has a lot of treasures around it.

I asked this young boy “Nak, where is this road? Can adek tell this to the mother of the end of this road because this road does not have the slightest turn?” Answer the young man (by frowning his forehead) “eh mother ... mother better just ask the others that I do not know the direction of this road. Be there, mother, don't bother me. I was busy. Go there go ..”

The young man was really very scolding me with a frown that was very tight. Dropped me so that my body lay beneath the ground of this very cold and rocky road. What a young boy who is so disgusted and reluctant to communicate with me.

I tried to stand with all my strength and walked back by lifting my legs to move back. Keep walking step by step and really hope there will be someone who will tell me where the road is going.

The fifth day I walked down this street, I suddenly met a mother who was holding a baby in her hand. He was so happy to play with the baby. Kissing the baby's forehead with a warm, loving kiss of a mother to her child. In the distance, I saw the mother smiling brightly at the baby. Just like me, who used to have a baby in my arms that is now just a remnant of memory dust in my head.

When it was dusk, I walked back and approached the mother. I asked again the question I had asked the young man I had met before. “Mother, where is this road? Can you tell me this at the end of this road because this road has no turns?” Reached, the mother also responded to my question as well as the young man I first met.

Answer the mother (by frowning her forehead) “I do not know the end of this road. I just ask the others. Find someone else who knows this way better than I do. I'm not a woman who likes to walk out of the house. Be there mother, do not approach me and go out from before me with my baby. I don't want to, mom passed on mommy scabies to me and the baby there. Hurry up and stay away from my baby!”

Again, only a maki curse I got from 2 people I have met. Really, really, is this the only answer I get every person I meet and I ask the end of this path that I have not met the answer at all and always the same path that is without turns and looks just straight.