
While waiting for the return schedule, I enjoyed my days back at the Shelter. Some of the things I'm going to bring home, I've packed them in a suitcase.
It's sad to be parting ways with people I already consider to be brothers. I can't feel my tears, remembering the moments with them.
This country has taught me a lot of lessons. Long journey and unexpected events.
Thank goodness I was able to get through all of this despite thinking about ending my life.
I am the innocent Sari, who often gets the torment of inner birth from the master due to language limitations.
I'm Sari, who lived with the gangsters and almost got harassed by the Indians.
I am Sari, thanks to the effort and prayer that had gotten a job with important people in my country.
It has been a very rewarding experience and I have remembered it all my life.
The best teacher is experience, making me a person who is not easily desperate.
When I was a kid, I wanted to travel around Malaysia. Thank God, everything can be a reality even though it has to pass various obstacles.
I'm sure there will be rainbows after the rain. Despair will not solve the problem, even new problems will arise.
Keep Spirit for friends who are facing misfortune out there. Always involve your Lord, and you will find a way out unexpectedly.
Never give up and keep trying even if you do not get maximum results. Throw away the words of the one who looks at me with one eye.
Every person's fate is different, so continue to live your life.
I kept encouraging my other friends, I don't know where they came from. Of course, I will always remember all this.
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