Technology is Ruining Us

Technology is Ruining Us
Our Destructive Technology-12



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Both of my eyes narrowed at the paved road that was so very quiet. Since then I was standing waiting for the car that will pick up Kang Roy but, there was not a vehicle that we did not see even a vehicle that just passed never crossed a bit.


I looked at Kang Roy who was silent. It seems he was tired to wait now the clock has shown ten o'clock but the car that will pick up Kang Roy was not yet coming.


I, who had been sitting on the rock, now rose to straighten my waist which was really tired after hours of waiting. I propped up my waist while staring at the streets that had even bored me sitting around waiting like this.


Waiting is a very exhausting thing.


"Kang Roy, why so long? Did they forget they were going to pick up Kang Roy?"


Kang Roy did not answer. He was silent, and I could hear his breathing occasionally.


Not long after the four-wheeled vehicle was seen from a distance getting closer and closer making Kang Roy quickly rise from his seat as if so very happy when the four-wheeled vehicle finally arrived.


I said a word of gratitude when I saw the arrival of the car. Our wait is finally over. If I may feel I want to hit the guy driving the car who said he'd come fast yet, but, now the clock has shown at eleven and he just came but I realized Kang Roy just hitchhiked in the car and a passenger should not be angry.


"Why so long?" kang Roy asked as the long-haired man stepped down from the car.


"Sorry, sorry. I'm late sorry yes," he said casually.


I could only smile after hearing her apology. Yes it seems like they don't know if Kang Roy and I have waited long enough in this place.


"Kang Ujang, we've been waiting here since even my p4ntat is tired of sitting on a rock."


"Ah, it's okay the name also trains patience. Aren't you?"


"Yes," replied kang Roy who was seen smiling forcefully.


Yes, actually I know what is also felt by kang Roy just like me, must be a little upset because the kang Ujang is not on time.


A minute later some bags belonging to Roy kang put in the trunk of the car along with the chain-rantang and some bags that I have since brought from home.


Complete is already all the items have been in the car and leave me who now stand alone staring kang Roy who has been in the car.


"Kang Roy's leaving already?" ask me so innocently when I can hear the sound of the car engine that has been turned on.


"Yes, then I'll go first. Greetings to my mom and dad."


I nodded slowly intending to step back however, back I approached the car and held onto the surface of the still-open window.


"Yes, Dul. I'm just walking there."


I nodded back and spoke again, "Inget is also Uncle Karim's message said the bread from the city," my words remind kang Roy and kang Roy just nodded then not a long time ago I stepped back when I could hear the sound of a car vehicle that had been turned on.


Now the car had completely left me on the side of the road that kept staring at the departure of the car which slowly moved away and disappeared from the bend which was on a beautiful hill like a painting.


As soon as my life was quiet, there were no more Roy kang who accompanied me on this side of the road. I don't know why or maybe it's just my feeling that I feel weird on that kang Ujang. I don't know why he looks suspicious.


I used to remember that kang Ujang didn't look like that. His hair was neatly arranged and his appearance was also not like now whose hair was shaggy like a thug. Yes I heard those stories from people saying that thugs have long hair exactly like the Ujang kang. It's not my word, it's just an opinion. If it is wrong, forgive.


"Abdu!' wait for the screaming sounds of a bunch of kids to be heard making me immediately turn and smile staring at the arrival of my friends Jono, Samal, Mansur and Leha who ran up to me.


"You're home, huh?"


"It."


"But eleven o'clock, you usually come home at two o'clock you just come home."


"Yes as usual Fatimah's mother did not come again" replied Jono.


"Why did Fatimah's mother not come again?"


I stared one by one at my friends who only put their shoulders forward as if giving an answer if they also did not know the reason why Fatimah's mother did not teach.


"It seems the more days Fatimah's mother is getting lazy teaching us."


"Not lazy," Mansur argued, making me look at the black man.


"Then why did Fatimah's mother not come to teach?"


"Because the mother teacher Fatimah must have other activities to. He not only takes care of all of us but he also has a family so please understand. Moreover, the distance from his house to school is not close, his house is far away," he explained again making me only able to shake my head.


Accept it, this is already his fate if living in a village settlement and away from technology. Hah, if only technology had entered our village maybe our village would not be like this.


I looked up to close the blue sky up there. Lord, please bring technology to our village! We need a change. God, please hear us!


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