So sad

Cloudy skies and a spoiled drizzle greeted the corner of the city that afternoon, the owner of curls hummed a little on the porch of his small house. The spoiled drizzle was slowly replaced by the arrogant rain, competing with the little hum of a thinker girl whose body was sitting, but whose mind was exploring the artificial universe of her brain cells.

"Ah, how sad," said the girl, watching the raindrops that arrogantly kissed the ground.

So sad. Two words that represent the exploration result of the owner of curls, Lala, her name. I do not know what angle his mind roams to so that he can find two words that are quite familiar to the ears of people who have ears. His unsatisfactory hum was replaced by a harsh exhale. The rain was still arrogant, Lala, who could not stand the pride of the rain, went into her house, wanting to rest her mind that had just returned from exploring with a souvenir; two words.

Being a girl who is given brain cells who like to make her own universe, has a mind that likes to explore without the need for a guide, is equipped with a feeling that the door is often opened without the need to knock first, and is accompanied by a friend whose hobbies are lying down even though her dirty clothes are piled up screaming for washing.

"Anis, tomorrow morning will be busy, no?" Asked Lala over the phone. In the middle of his resting activities, he contacted his friend who likes lying down.

"Busy, want to meditate on the bed which is always tempting at all times." This is not the first time Lala has heard Anis say her signature line. Lala has heard it often enough, both online and offline.

The reason Anis was not a hindrance, Lala's brain was agile enough to find the right and fitting reply for reasons that were tired enough to hear her ears and see her eyes.

“Your feet have almost stepped on all corners of the area around here, I, who have only been here for two months, haven't seen anything. Tomorrow morning accompany me for a walk. I'll buy you the fried chicken as payment, ”Lala's seduction was finally greeted sweetly, perhaps because of the existence of the last sentence in her words.

"Tomorrow at 8 am I'll go to your house, we go to the book market."

“Book market? Is there a book market here? Wow, it's so cool, why didn't you tell me from before? "

"Don't ask too many questions, my eyes are already heavy. If it's raining like this, it's good to sleep or eat chicken noodles with lots of soup. "

"Yes, yes, just as free as your body and soul Nis. It's been a while, tomorrow morning I'll wait at home, okay?

“Ready, don't forget to provide a camera and sufficient money. Near the book market, there is a perfect place to beautify the contents of Instagram and many culinary attractions. "

"Careless you, already. Bye! "

After turning off the phone connection, Lala's mind, who had rested earlier, began to continue her journey. A book market, great place, good food, everything Lala likes. Visiting new places in this country is his favorite. Lala's brain cells start creating the universe again, her mind starts to explore. It was a real pleasure to visit places that delighted his soul, he thought.

This morning Lala was so excited, after two months of moving to where she is now, finally, her body and soul also explored, not just her mind. Eventually, he would visit places that were real, not brain cells made up of. Lala is waiting for Anis on the porch of her house, their house is about a hundred meters away. They plan to use the general force - bus - which is friendly enough to overseas children who live alone, far from the main source of finance; parents.

After five minutes of waiting, finally, a bus approached them. It seemed quite tight inside, but because they couldn't wait anymore, they both had to be willing to stand with one hand holding each other while jostling. The situation on this bus makes Lala uncomfortable, somehow with Anis. Usually, the seats between women and men are separated, at least there is a distance. But this time was different.

Lala was really uncomfortable, right behind her was a boy who was also standing, barely a distance from her. Her mind began to falter, she knew this man behind her was over the limit.

The conditions on the bus were so crowded that he could not help but think about strange things. Sadly, just yesterday he was thinking about issues in this country. Issues such as racism that is still happening, corruption cases that do not decrease, forest fires that have hit several places, rampant violence, and sexual harassment, and so on. Exploring this issue made his mind carry two words; so sad.

Today, Lala feels that she is the victim of indirect harassment, whether it was intended by the perpetrator or not. His current position was truly the worst of his life. He wanted to ask for help, but to whom? Anis is also busy defending himself.

Anis didn't even think before bringing Lala to this place. He should not forget that his one friend really loves his homeland, loves her country very much. She should not forget that he is friends with people who love to pay attention to the state of his country, find out about new things that are happening to his country even though lately most of the heartbreaking things that greet his country. Anis should not forget that a habit

Lala is exploring this country through her mind with the help of her brain cells. Anis should have realized, Lala really cares about her country which is full of 'she said'.

Plans to travel to other places and eat fried chicken canceled today. Lala started to calm herself down. Maybe some people think that Lala is too much because she is angry like this. Lala didn't mind, because only she and God knew exactly what she felt.

"Anis ... you know my goals, right?" asked Lala in a low voice.

"Tofu. You want to be a traveler, teacher, writer, and want to have a library with branches everywhere. " Anis answered lightly as if she already knew by heart.

"Do you know why?"

"If you want to hear my answer, I'll guess. Well, maybe because you want to visit a lot of places, besides, you also have a lot of money. " The answer makes sense.

"Not wrong. But I want to visit many places in this country because I want to learn from many sources, from many observations, from different places. I want to protect this country in my own way because I can't reach the desire to become a female police officer,

“I want to be a teacher, a noble job that leads many people to success. I want to be a teacher who teaches little things in the eyes of most people but actually has a big meaning, it's just that it's often underestimated. I want to become a writer because I want to write something that can protect this country, protect this country. Protecting the homeland with writing, am I strange, Nis? "

Anis, who had been listening solemnly, immediately replied, “Those who say that are strange people. And I'm not a strange person. "

Lala smiles, her dream which is always related to protecting the homeland is often considered strange. This time he was happy because Anis understood and did not find him strange.

"Then about having the library, how?" asked Anis.

"We have libraries with branches everywhere so that everyone can read without having to bother looking for books and comfortable reading places. I want everyone to like reading, at least so that we can all think wisely about anything. It's not that you jump to conclusions about something without knowing anything. Reading is like a bridge so that we can protect our homeland from dirty rivers. "

Anis feels proud, she can get to know people who really want to protect their country, protect their homeland. Anis now knows that protecting the homeland is not always side by side with the military or government world. All of them can protect the homeland in their own way, with their own minds, with their own love, with their own zeal. Everything can erase the two words that are often juxtaposed with our homeland, namely "so sad."