
I have lived my normal life for 2 years. It starts with getting out of bed, making the bed, then going to take a shower and changing clothes. Then I had breakfast with Dad, Salsa and Mom. After that, Salsa and I went to school. A few meters next to my house, Ayumi joined on her way to school. In the middle of the road, again Brother Jia Li again asked for fortune. After being predicted, the four of us went on to school. And of course, when I got there I was ridiculed by Chang Yi. However, I did carry out my mother's word. I ignored every mockery I heard.
After a few hours of school, we went home. Salsa and I practiced silat. Well, he's only allowed to play HP on holidays so that his eyes are not damaged. So, he trained with me so he wouldn't get bored. We usually practice from 4 to 6 p.m. But for the holidays, at 5-7 am we practice plus afternoon as usual. After training, we prayed Maghrib and had dinner. For Dhuhur prayers, we usually use lunch hours for Dhuhur prayers in the teacher's room which is rarely used during rest hours. And at the Ashar prayer, we had arrived home. So, we pray Ashar at home.
“Good news everyone!! Dad has graduated S2 majoring in engineering!!” he said with great pleasure. Well, my father's major with Ayumi's father was the same. But, my father already took the S2 first, so he graduated first. After all, he was indeed a few years older than Ayumi's father. “Happy Father!” answer everyone simultaneously. “Oh yes, because Dad has graduated, we can move to Indonesia!!” said Father. “Wait, what!!?” sahutku and Salsa together. “Why? You guys don't like?” ask Mom while releasing her cooking apron. “No, I'm just in shock,” I replied.
“So, how. Do you want to move?” ask Dad. “How, yes?” confused answer. “If we move to Indonesia, we are not difficult to find a mosque to pray. In addition, we can also eat pecel, soto, satay, and others,” tempt Father. “Alright!! Let's move on!!” replied Salsa and I with enthusiasm. “Alright, tomorrow we take care of the transfer!” “I actually have no problem moving. But do you have money for needs there?” ask Mother. “Let's relax, Dad saved up. Insha Allah is enough,” replied Dad reassuringly. “Alright, it's up to Dad,” replied Mom. “Yee!! We are moving to Indonesia!” seruku and Salsa Brother simultaneously.
A few days later, we told our neighbors and friends. “Salsa, if you move who will tell me?” whinek Kak Jia Li's. “Keep, if you need my prophecy, you can call me. But do not forget, the money transfer is also yes,” replied Kak Salsa with a sinister grin. Meanwhile, Ayumi just smiled and said, “Well, hope you guys stay there. Don't forget me. Okay!” “Just relax, I'm sure we'll meet again,” I replied. “Again, I may have forgotten. My memory is so much better, hahaha!” “Hey, I'm being serious, but you're kidding me. All right, I'm leaving!” Ayumi went back into her house upset. We drove the car and headed to the airport.
“Flights to Jakarta Soekarno-Hatta Airport prepare for takeoff. For passengers, please get on the plane immediately,” said the flight attendant via loudspeaker. We took our luggage and got on the plane. “The plane will take off. Passengers, please turn off HP and put on the safety belt” Shortly after, the plane takes off and we fly through the blue ocean. Heading to the country where my father was born and raised, Indonesia. Is my life in Indonesia better? Well, I don't know. But maybe Salsa's mom and sister will find out. Because they are good fortune-tellers.