THE CLIMBER
THE SOUTH COAST REEF CLIFFS
"Brrruuuuk" the sound of falling objects sounded very clear. An oval-faced teenage boy with mature brown leather fell from the height of a cliff.
"I'm crazy to fall again" he murmured in a grimacing fashion, massaging his sprained leg's eyes and starting to bleed.
"I have to get more swallow nests, for my supplies to the city to continue school to a higher level, I will take the scholarship" he said in heart with serious fashion.
His tall figure of 170cm, with an athletic body, plus his handsome face a little indifferent and indifferent, although he wore a very simple clothes really still captivates the views of girls.
"ARYA NUGRAHA" her name. Because of his strong determination and strong will to continue his higher education in the city, almost every day he climbed and climbed up the cliff, from one cliff to another, for the sake of collecting swallow nests to be sold to collectors. Since childhood, he lived without boredom and tirelessly.
CLIFF CORAL BEACH SELAN witness monk struggle. A simple family background does not dampen his determination and strong will. Precisely spur him to never give up, to form his physical condition into a perfectly medekati atltis with his humble nature.
Late in the afternoon, he entered a modest house, which he lived in with his grandparents. Where they shelter from the hot sun and the cold rain.
"Miss Arya came home..!?.." she cried as she reached the door. Hearing the voice of the favorite granddaughter home Surti's grandmother opened the door to welcome the grandchild's soul.
"Kreeeekeeeeet.." The sound of the door opening. The figure of a 60-year-old grandmother appeared, wearing simple clothes but still clearly visible traces of beauty in her young age, when the door was wide open.
"Arya.?.. do not you have to leave tomorrow ? why do you still continue to work." said the grandmother in anxious mode.
"Yes grandma..?.. Arya tomorrow leaves in the morning, do'ain ya nek hopefully achieved what Arya aspires to all this time." replied Arya in a relaxed fashion.
"If it must be grandma pray, you are there bejar diligent and remain humble, do not be arrogant and look for trouble." advice grandmother Surti with serious fashion
"Yes, take a shower first....? finish bathing pack whatever you want to bring tomorrow to Kota Madya," said Surti's grandmother in telling fashion.
"Beres grandma ? everything is Arya packing kok nek, tomorrow just leave." replied Arya with her leisure mode.
"Kriik kriiiik krrrrriiiik," the sound of crickets adds to the silence of the night atmosphere.
In a room room that is not too wide Arya has not been able to close her eyes even for a moment, her members float thinking about the tomorrow she will live.
Because indeed during his life he never left his hometown, and tomorrow is the first day he began the journey, welcoming the dream of reaching the mind that he had been longing for. Leaving the closest people who always look after and love him. Although there is little doubt in his heart, but he was determined as strong as steel to leave the safe point of welcoming the day he was waiting for.
"I must be able to, I must dare to step this foot, reach my dream, no matter what," a determination in Arya's heart.
Without realizing it, the night changed in the morning. At the eastern end of the horizon the Mentari appears graceful with a golden glow enveloping the earth. The chirping sound of melodious birds humming each other to sing the song simphoni life. And drops of glittering dew in the sunshine add to the beautiful and beautiful nature of the countryside.
"Arya departs ya nek..?.." with a definite stepping mode. He set out to start a journey. Towards a long struggle to enjoy the bitter sweetness of life.
...CREATED, NOV 2021...
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