Between the Dusk Border

Must continue to be grateful

Arjuna walked slowly towards his bike, he began pedaling his bike to get out of the school arena, advancing with his bike slowly, the day was already late in the afternoon many four-wheeled vehicles on the highway, the, Juna chose to turn the direction through a quiet road only. Because sometimes the streets are so jammed.

Juna continued to pedal his bike with his mind branching everywhere. Jehan, yes the girl who now filled his mind, Juna wondered why the girl had avoided him just because she knew how he felt.

even Juna had seen the girl turn around when he saw her waiting for the girl on the bike yesterday. Yes, at that time Juna actually knew if Jehan turned around, when Juna followed the girl turned out to be waiting for Gibran and changed their motorbike.

not wanting that to meet him, was he so sickening that the girl desperately avoided him. Now Juna had enough to know it felt unwanted for the umpteenth time. Is it possible that he is worthless, unworthy of love and sincerity. He felt selfish this time, forcing his feelings to get what he wanted.

although indeed between him and Jehan a lot of striking comparisons, but he wants to be selfish this time. Fighting for someone he likes doesn't matter if one world opposes and sneers at him he will go on.

Juna stopped when he saw the child crying while crouching, he put down his bike and approached the child.

"why are you decking ?" juna asked while trying to see the child's face.

"i'm lost" said the boy with fear, ah maybe fear as he thought Juna.

"strayed ?" the boy just nodded while looking down

"you know not your house, let brother and sister" the boy shook his head, he kept silent for a while before replying

"my mother said I can't trust strangers" Juna smiled at the boy's reply, and she stroked the boy's hair gently.

"yes but big brother is a good man, big brother will not do anything to you. It's late afternoon, later I'm worried because you don't go home, sister just take you back" Juna still trying to persuade, not good to leave the child alone there.

"this is the mother's address" the child handed out a paper that may contain the child's address, after knowing where the child's address was, Juna told the child to sit in his arms.

"why did you play all the way here, what did you ride ?" Arjuna began to ask, because the address of the boy was quite far from where the boy was crying earlier.

"i'm riding an angkot brother"

"why do you dare to ride angkot alone, must be asked at the temple deck"

"i want to go out, because I'm sick mom forbids me to come out. I wanted to be free like any other child, play, go to school, go for a walk but I didn't get it." Juna was silent, sick ? was it so bad that the boy's freedom was taken away.

Juna was silent during the trip, not asking anything more. He kept pedaling his bike until they got to the place where the address was.

"thank you son, you've brought your son. I was so worried because she didn't come home"

"yes ma'am together, but why was he playing alone without supervision ?" ask Juna

"he ran away son, probably because he was tired at home" said the mother with a face that changed.

"indeed why ma'am he's banned from playing, pity he needs freedom as well as the others. At least let him breathe the air outside."

"he's sick, son, and it's not an ordinary disease. I don't want him to get tired and get sick again." Juna was actually very curious, about the sick boy earlier. But he chose silence, not wanting to make the mother even sadder.

"yes I'll excuse you first ma'am, I still have to go somewhere" Juna chose to leave immediately

"yes, once again thank you, son, for delivering the foster children of the mother" Juna smiled, as if the child was sick, but he lived in the orphanage area. His parents did not know where their child was experiencing severe pain.

at least Juna is luckier than the boy, because he can still go to school even though all is limited. He can still breathe air when the child was not even allowed to leave the house. Juna should feel lucky that he was given health and pleasure to be able to feel the difficulty of school and make money.

some say that we should keep low, do not look at the above, whose life is adequate or has everything, life without knowing the hard to find money because there we just continue to envy and want a life like them. Or it may even require the creator to be given a position like them.

but look at the people below us, whose lives are harder and harder than ours, then we will always feel lucky and will continue to be grateful for having a better life than them.

now Juna could conclude that there were still many people who suffered much more than him. He's still nothing. The little boy had even worse tests, left the parents with his sick condition. It's ironic, isn't it ?

after arriving at her place of work, Juna went down she had to be passionate for her life. Be grateful to be able to help others who need help. He must be able to fight for his own life, thank God that his life is useful for others.

"Juna, why did you just go home" asked the boss of the meatballs seller where he worked all this time.

"sorry sir, there's still business hehe. Maybe Juna will often be late for work from now on especially soon Juna wants to go to class 12."

"oh yeah, kid, you have to focus on your school. A smart school to get a good job."

"yes sir, the intention is Juna also want to work first to collect money, ntar if Juna's savings are more than enough, Juna just continued to make college".

"good that son, education is important, the spirit yes father sure you can be successful" Juna smiled and agreed all the words. He started back to help arrange the meatballs, it was four o'clock in the afternoon the right time to prepare everything.