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20. Village Ambience

This morning was a refreshing morning for Lili. His mind was refreshed by the sweet memories of his childhood.

Accompanied by Kiki, Lili goes back to her past. They went around riding a motorbike matic owned by Lili's pack, while Lili held her wand crosswise.

They drive slowly. Of course Lili wanted to re-recognize the various places that as a child were so familiar to her.

Amidst their slow motor speed, Lili and Kiki greet people who are cycling, walking, sweeping the yard or just sitting around. Some returned their greetings, but many were silent while putting on a flat face and some were scratching their heads like they were remembering something.

This kind of warmth that they rarely find in urban areas. Unfortunately, even in rural areas hospitality is now increasingly thinning following the conditions that occur in urban areas.

Suddenly while looking at such a scene, a narrative simply twisted in Lili's mind. Here is the narrative, which was once voiced by one of the figures in the mass media, Eko Prawoto.

When we talk about urbanization, rural people are looking for a livelihood in the city. Meanwhile, now what happens is that urban life values are penetrating the lives of people in the village.

So, his consumption patterns changed his mindset also changed.

At the same time it resulted in the villagers not being confident in their own culture. We know that cities have problems too.

Issues about the environmental crisis, its pressure, pollution and so on. This is what is so ironic. Where the city has problems, but remains a role model of future village life.

A village that has so many good things but not seen and its people do not believe in its own culture.

Lili and Kiki continued their journey. In front there is a crowd. When approached apparently it was an art performance exercise in the village hall. Lili and Kiki stopped there to watch.

Kiki stopped the speed of the bike, helped Lili down from the bike, then parked the motor where other motors lined up.

Kiki also approached Lili who was waiting for him and they both walked towards the crowd. They arrived and stood watching the rehearsal.

Not having the heart to see Lili standing, Kiki took a plastic chair on the other side of the building and let Lili sit to watch the art performance exercise. Meanwhile, Kiki stood by Lili's side as the other people were watching.

It is a rehearsal of a rhyme reading performance with theatrical dramatization of the village youth. Here's the rhyme.

Ampicillin

(Millennial Children of Indonesian Wild Bucin Intellectuals)

Works: Muhammad Idsan - Diction

They say the title of the poem is long. Yes, but it is not the same length as the problem in Indonesia that is slowly naked. Here and there the diversion of issues. A group of students were screaming. Still the steering wheel controller earplugs about that. While drinking milk. Hmmmm... Asu indeed!

On the other hand, there is an unsteady body is often attacked because of the endless without being driven. The eel acts dormant and lays its eggs in the name of bucin with a little micin. This is a disease called stupid. Nurtured by feeble beings.

Who her? Yes, of course they are new to dating. Already sold chat that diobral hundreds of promises. It is better to be a tivi or cidi seller. I'm a little bit but I have proof.

The law in my country is a little funny, full of drama and it feels like the trumpet was first blown in Indonesia. He said the universe of Mother Earth is heaven. But it turned out to be hell because there were rulers. Act wisely from the Almighty. The ends of the commoners remain the same. Fasting from justice.

Recently there was another case that was said to be about education. But it turned out that it was only a matter of one word that he understood too far. Know-how is just looking for a pleasantry sensation. The ends speak of existence and promotion. Anjai! After reading this poem I also went to the bars? Could be.

Yesterday was still a warm case of stabbing religious leaders. Not the first but it has been going on for a long time. Targets of the clerics. And the question arises, what is it?

Are there any new issues that have been put up behind the window? If the official who was stabbed he said ter o ris anti Pancasila. If the cleric is stabbed by a madman. Maddened. Maddened... La, la, la...

It is very scary in Indonesia.

~Batam, September 14, 2020

The rhyme reading exercise was over. The people clapped. Lili clucked in awe, and Kiki also noticed a radiant hue on the face of the woman of his tribe.

"The poem is just love" said Lili.

Kiki lowered her head and brought her ears closer to Lili and asked, "AH? WHWHAT? GA LISTEN. NOISY."

"KIRAIN THE RHYME IS ONLY LOVE" cried Lili repeating her words.

"OH, YEAH. GOOD HUH?" kiki Sahut.

"CABUT YUK," Lili said as she showed a disturbed expression by the noise around her.

Kiki nodded and helped Lili walk towards their parked loan bike.

They go back on their journey. Before long, Lili's attention was on a shop down the street. Lili and Kiki visited him.

It was an old book store. Lili smiled looking at the condition of the room which she thought had still not changed. Lili used to love spending her weekends here. He likes to rent non-fiction and comic books.

Lili picked up one of the comic books. He opened it and watched it with a smile. Before long, the shop owner approached.

Is an old man who is still the same when Lili often met.

"You want to rent a comic, Miss?" hail the old man.

Lilies are also glazed. He also told me that he was a loyal customer in this store.

The old man smiled. He guessed exactly the name of the woman in front of him. The old man never forgot him. He just does not recognize the physical and the level of Lili that has changed because of the adult process.

The old man then alluded to Lili's kind-hearted parents. The old man missed Lili's parents so much. While conversing, their eyes were both teary.

"It's similar. You look a lot like your mother, Nduk. Mbah seemed to be talking to him," said the old man.

Kiki who watched the conversation from the other side of the bookshelf hall occasionally rubbed the end of her eyes.