Map of 7 Souls
(Hakiki Hulmi) Episode 10

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“My name is Hulmi. My grandfather gave me that name. The name my grandfather gave me meant that all desires would be realized. I was born as the eldest of 3 children. I have two younger brothers. One male and the other female. My father was from Brastagi, one of the cities in North Sumatra. Highland city adjacent to Mount Sibayak, Bukit Barisan hills on Sumatra Island. This city is one of the tourist attractions in North Sumatra like Puncak in Jakarta. The cold air is perfect for growing crops. Arable land makes this city productive and prioritizes farming as a livelihood, in addition to work as a service in the field of tourism. Agricultural products such as vegetables and fruits have been famous until out of the country. In the era of the 2nd president in Indonesia, said my father, many children from farmers who used to go out to school. Mom and dad farmed and sold vegetables by the roadside, but her son took S3 in America. Very proud. When the child has succeeded in America, parents do not want to be invited there, still selling on the side of the road or in traditional markets in the city of Brastagi. So persistent their struggle to send her children to school.”

“However, after the second president in Indonesia was demoted, the farmers felt the distress, at that time I was only 3 years old, I knew this story from my father. Over time, competition between countries made the production of vegetables and fruits in Indonesia decreased, defeated by other countries such as Thailand and mainland China. The life of farmers is getting heavier after changing the president from the third, fourth, fifth, sixth unbiased to farmers makes it more difficult for people because there are too many imports of goods from abroad, especially Mainland China. That's what made my father move to Jakarta and thank God because he got a job in BUMN in this country.”

“About my characters. I am often called friends blank face because they think I have a face that is plain, innocent spontaneously. And it's true that the face wasn't me intentionally, it was just the way it was. Sometimes I express myself and my face according to the emotions I was feeling at the time. I can be a calm human being, looking at and researching others in detail, watching other humans closely as I can read their next gestures. I can show a variety of facial expressions happy, sad, difficult, moved, surprised, hurt, embarrassed, ugly, charming and classy and others. I don't know why I can do that kind of face-to-face and I like it too because it makes other people laugh. People say, I'm too childish, immature, but here I am, I can't be a man of charisma and prestige, I am, I am, what is and I am happy if other humans are also happy if I am with me.”

“Say people, I have a near-perfect physique. Sometimes I feel that way when I see my face, my eyes, my nose, my hair and my ears even if they are big. I also compared my posture with others, indeed given a lot of advantages by God. But, when people praise me, I'm never proud, I feel ashamed that too much is praised. I am ashamed that there must be that shame so that I am not arrogant in the future. I was ashamed that I could be thankful that I was given so much physical advantage by God. I am ashamed of so many gifts given by God but I as a human being have not been much grateful to Him.”

“I have my own world in art. I like to play guitar, piano and saxophone. I can paint but not very well. I like photography. This is what I really like. I want to capture every moment of my life with photos. So beautiful. Keep remembering and want to be eternal. Enjoying the natural beauty of my eyes directly compared to the photos of my shots, is very different. So much beauty when that moment stops right in front of my eyes. As if I could control every moment and make it immortal.”

The real little smile. Look at the writing in a book with cream colored paper. Covering a book with brown skin. Put it on the edge of the study table. His large body lifted up, shifting from the study desk seat towards the edge of the bed. Duudk briefly at the top of the bed. Pensively.

“My current wish is to find the little Hero who helped me seven years ago. Please God..”.

Slowly, the young man who had black hair and a bit of curls laid down his slender body on the bed. Tilt the body to the right, facing the study table. Pensively. A second later, his lips scratched a sweet smile on his masculine face. Slowly, closing your eyes. Smiles slowly fade away. His face is so plain. The subconscious plays in his mind to rest his whole body.

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