The House in the Middle of Sawah

Comfortable residence

In February 2011 morning, the rain. Warm chocolate accompanied me who was sitting around relaxing on the porch of the house. The cold air makes a puff of smoke from the chocolate in the cup that says Fm Charm.

My name is Dani, a student who also works part time at one of the radio stations in the city. I live in a remote village, at the southern tip of east Java. The house I lived in with my parents and younger sister who was a toddler was in the middle of the rice field, which this time was just in the harvest.

"And, I want to go to the market first yoo, that's his sister guarded!" the mother said plus "ngongkon" as she passed.

Hadeh, whereas again enjoy daydreaming while looking at the rain.me time, me time. I drag my legs, approaching my sister who is fun playing lego. My sister is 4 years and over 1 month old. Our distance is quite far. I was in college in the 4th semester while my sister was a toddler. In the past, everyone thought I was an only child. Even the treatment of my parents was like I was an only child. So spoiled. Uh, didn't know her sister was "launching" when I was sitting in high school. But it all makes me really happy and grateful. I basically don't like being spoiled. For me, the man must be independent. Remembering that, I became a smile of my own sister's head rubbed with a little rough. He was not disturbed by his lego.

Oiya, the house we live in said ibuk, was built right after I was born. So you could say, this house is the same age as me. Comfortable house, air seger, cool, and although in the far corners of the village but the quality of the road is good. The road is not paved, but from cement, people around call it the road "rabat". The distance of this house from the city is about 35 kilo meters, with the travel time usually about 45 minutes. This house is right in the middle of the rice field standing alone no other building. The nearest neighbor is about five hundred meters away, quite far away, indeed in the village house is rare, unlike in the city that stands lined up.

I don't know why, I'm so happy to stay home for so long. It feels really comfortable. When many tasks accumulate, or the radio schedule with the lecture schedule that arrives changes finally collide, or when I have problems with my friends or chat, or when I have problems with my friends, all those problems will disappear when my feet step on this house. Maybe because me and this house were "born" the same year, we became like brothers, this house understood me. Provides shade and comfort.

This house is ordinary, do not imagine like a luxury villa in the middle of the countryside. This house is quite small, one-story with a size of 8 x 9 meters. Walls with plain white paint, with ceramic floors and some tiles. It has 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom with no toilet. Yes, there is no toilet, usually if you defecate, villagers here to the nearest river. It's not something that's true, but that's it, from what I remember, starting from me in the stomach, to this point, everyone's peeing into the river. hihihi . . .

A house with such makeshift facilities, to me, is the most comfortable place in the entire universe. Home is my place to go home, accommodate all complaints, smile together, laugh together, even cry too together. This house has really done its best for me and my family over the past nineteen years.