2 Peaceful Day pt.1

In an area surrounded by green valleys, underneath stretches of rice fields, fruit gardens, and vegetable fields, the sunny atmosphere with the cool air with the breeze blowing as if to bring happiness and serene natural scenery, there is a beautiful village untouched by the exploitation of the natural environment, which is called the Kijang Village.

"Chirp chirp .." The sound of birds singing on a sunny morning, the morning dew wetting the leaves, and the morning sun trying to break through the lush green trees, the cool and fresh atmosphere that makes anyone who wakes up in the morning feel comfortable. In a room with an open window, there was a boy who had just woken up from his sleep, stretching his arms as if enjoying that beautiful morning and the gentle breeze that came in through the open window opening as if he was about to caress the boy's face.

"Hoamb .." The boy was still feeling sleepy as he rubbed his eyes, he tried to gather all his strength to get up. My name is Yuji Singaraja, usually called Yuji, I am currently 16 years old and have just finished high school education at a prestigious school in the area where I live in the province of Central Java. My stature is neither thin nor fat, weighing 50kg and height 160cm, more athletic because I belong to the core football team at my school, bright brown skin with a Javanese face and thick straight hair with hairstyles like K-pop idols and casual pants short jeans, T-shirts and sometimes wearing a batik-patterned hat. Well, you see, from my long name I am true of a noble lineage, but nowadays it is different from the past, and I am only a descendant and not really a prince or whatever, it's just that my family is a well off family. I live in a nice house and a little better than the houses in my village.

My father was quite respected in my village, his name was Burhan Singaraja XIII, my father owned a blacksmith shop and he was a great blacksmith, inheriting the ability to make tools and sharp weapons from iron which were used by farmers for gardening or farming. A little secret, my father, who is a distant descendant of ancient aristocrats, inherited the ability to forge ancient weapons which were the legendary traditional weapons of the ancient Javanese people, namely the Keris, my father often told me about ancestry when we gathered in the family room. My father was medium in build and muscular but looked athletic, had a thin mustache and was highly disciplined, and worked hard all the time. My mother is Sri Wati, an ordinary woman my father married, beautiful and olive-skinned, with black hair in a bun, thanks to her role, our life has become happy and wonderful.

Today is a very happy day for me because I feel free after graduating from school. Thinking that I will not burden with homework, no need to skip class, and can live in a relaxed manner. "Humph ..! I want to jog and enjoy the view of my village this morning, exactly where this is the day I become a free person, hehe" I muttered as I got out of bed. Maybe it's a habit, after waking up I always run to the dining room and scream for breakfast side dishes to my mother, who every morning must have cooked and continued to clean up the house.

"Yuji! Don't shout shouting asking for breakfast! Clean up your room first! Have you done that ?!" my mother yelled from the kitchen. I haven't answered yet, my mother said again "After cleaning the room, don't forget to wash your face first, then ask for breakfast." I, who had opened the lid of breakfast dishes at the dining table, quietly tasted a fried dish while answering my mother's words "yes mom, I will immediately clean up my room and continue to wash my face."

That morning after finishing breakfast and taking a shower, I was about to go for a walk around the village. Well, by the way, I was very excited to go around the village because I went to school in another city in my area and I was boarding there, so during school I rarely came home. I then took my cellphone and contacted my childhood friend to accompany me around the village, through the WA application I sent a message to my friend

"P"

"PPPPPP"

"Ton! Wake up! It's noon, the sun is about to fall" His name is Toni, he's my childhood friend, we are the same age and used to always play together. Toni is a kid who loves to play mobile games, he always stays up late to play games and sleeps late at night so it is difficult to wake up in the morning.

"Anjay! He didn't read my message! Should I just call him? Hmm, let's make him uncomfortable hehehe" Because my chat was not answered and he must be still sleeping, I decided to call him and make him uncomfortable with the ringtone so he woke up lol. I called him 4 times, but he was not answered either. Because I was annoyed, I decided to go alone and planned to stop by his house on the way.

I packed the things I would bring, with a simple appearance wearing flip-flops, shorts, and t-shirts, as usual, I rushed to leave, but when I got to the exit I remembered my favorite hat, I returned to the room and looked for it, I didn't find it, then I headed for into the living room and looking there, my mother who saw me confused, then asked: "what are you looking for, son?"

"I'm looking for my hat, mom. I looked into the room but did not find it" while turning over the pillow and peering under the chairs and tables, I looked here and there in every corner. "Which hat?" my mother asked again, as she swept the floor. "is it batik motive? The one you often wear, right?" my mother stopped sweeping the floor and thought for a moment. "Yes, that's it, mom," I answered immediately. "Oh, about that hat, this morning I saw that your father was wearing it," my mother said with a smile and then say again "You just stop by the shop, he must be there" then my mother went to another room to continue her work.

Because I could not find a hat at home and it was brought by his father, I decided to go without my favorite hat. Arriving at the door I said goodbye to my mother and hurriedly ran to do what I wanted to do with great enthusiasm and joy "Yahooooo !! go !!"

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