DIM

short story

A breeze hit the girl's round cheeks, sitting sideways on the motorbike while staring at the beautiful twilight sky.

"sir why the jackfruit tree has a large trunk and strong twigs while the watermelon is created with a fragile trunk and also small when it is the same as the big fruit."said the girl stared at some of the jackfruit trees that the motor was passing through.

The father who was riding the motorcycle chuckled at the round girl's question, he slowed down the speed of his motorbike and began to answer.

"The jackfruit is large and to hold it needs a big and strong trunk and twigs as well" answered the father softly.

"If watermelon?"the girl was still not satisfied with the father's answer.

"So does the watermelon because it grows on the ground so it has a soft stem so that it can easily spread" he answered attentively.

"Oooo yes, but why not just create their trees as big, watermelon trees made big as jackfruit trees?"

I don't know why the unreasonable question arrived just slid off the lips of the sweet girl.

Again there was a slight ruckus from the mouth of the father who was riding a motorcycle.

"Try the parents to think about what happens if it happens."

The girl's forehead is wrinkled.

"Fruit watermelon if big trunked surely he will be destroyed when falling while jackfruit has a thick skin even though he fell he will not break" explained the father.

"God knows the portion of every creature, mentioned in the 4th Verse of At-Tin *Surely We have created man in the best of form* ."

The sweet girl was silent.

"Sometimes we are always looking for a gap of something bad in ourselves, while our excess becomes marginalized. We become more interested in the real thing it's not our nature or our will."

"We always force ourselves to be someone else so that we no longer know who we are, what we like and what we desire ourselves to be."

"for example, the coconut tree, do you think the tree grows directly that high" said the father pointed to a coconut tree that was quite far from the road.

"Had been small before, he used to fight with other plants to get food from the ground, he was that big too with a long process."

"But would he grow this big if he gave up first? no son, he always tried and this is the result of his efforts to become big and strong" said the father.

The girl stared at the wide back of the Beak.

"Goal is something that is very important in our lives, by always being ourselves without comparing with others because this is our ability and if it can be improved, it can be improved, keep increasing if you can't then stop, don't force something that shouldn't be on that path."

"Ikhlas accepting yourself is the key to success and continuing to fight to the limit of self-determination."

Finally, the motorbike stopped in the courtyard of the house that was so beautiful.

"Thank you sir for everything."

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seriated

And the father was gone with a smile on his face leaving memories that never go away.

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see you next time