The House 1937's
1. Prologues

For some, home is

a place to stay, to go home, to come home,

gather with family, for a break, for a break,

or the place where they grew up and

growing up takes up some of the time

their lives are at the same time with various

memories created there, no memories

good or otherwise.

There are also people who say that "My house

My paradise". Yeah, lucky they were when

have a home with a quiet atmosphere

and comfortable. Which is a dream home

for many people.

But what if the house they

the house is an old house

they have been standing for a long time and they know they are not

live alone in that house. An invisible entity

eyes side by side live there like

the shadow that never leaves

any thing. Their eyes showed

their existence seems indirect

to convey to man that

they exist and are real in the world

this mortal. They seem to know no time for

'greet' us whether it's day or night.

I am one of those humans who

being a resident of the house was not spared from

'them' who always 'greet' me with

their way.

And this house, not just as a place

I live for me and my family, but

as a place to leave

memories in my life because

this is where I grew and developed

spent most of my life, though,

so too with my distant father

I lived in this house from birth.

Believe it or not, even in nature

even though I dream, I always dream

almost all over this house, whether in

living room, kitchen, bedroom, in yard,

or in a field of size that is quite large

it's right next to the yard.

This is my story, living in an old house with

the old architecture is so much

keep memories for me. What's more, the,

memories related to 'them' who

I felt there, too, as if they were

implying the phrase 'there is though invisible'

The house was founded in 1937 with

peranakan Chinese architecture

rarely found in the present. I

remember the year of the construction of this house because

clearly depicted on the wall of the kitchen

form the number of years and have

I asked my grandmother before

the number of years on that wall.

The most

I remember that house was the key to the door

the room is manual with

using a typical wooden house grendel

in ancient times and also with its floor

not using modern ceramics such as

now, still using a kind of ceramic

traditional yellowish. With

the room in each house is quite large and

with a page that is also no less extensive

the field I used to use

for cycling when I was a kid.

Not yet

with the back of the house still

empty land that is grown a lot

wild plants and trees such as

water guava tree, coconut tree, and tree

mangoes. In addition to wild plants and trees,

there is also a type of dam that is also quite wide

there are many overgrown hyacinths.

On the front of the empty land as well

two buildings that look shabby

with two doors with a shabby padlock already

rusted. The first door is one

warehouse that stores equipment

old man, I know the contents of that barn because once

once I looked there when my grandmother

opening the door to the barn, I don't know

why did I forget about that.

The other door is the warehouse

used to store

rice sacks. At that time the family

papa still owns and manages the rice fields

they own, and store the grain of produce

paddy them into that barn.

And again, my memories of this house

I can never forget until

to day.