I think this story is too good and very awesome for me to share.
Masihkah kita kenal akan buku 555?
How it's look like.
Bad experience with it.
Nampaknya ia sudah luput ditelan era sekarang.
But today, i met again with this small book but in different persepsi.
It is based on my true story.
Persepsi yang cannot be describe in a word.
When this mid age man, plus figure of foreigner workers... take this out to make a payment to this kedai runcit.
Come on, at this freaking modern 20-an?
And that small book.
You're kidding me.
I just stare at that book.
About how old it's look from here.
How cruel it's affected this man.
Cut it down every food, and bought simple one.
And bruhhh...small tears when i look back at it.
Just like old me.
I can't see any people struggling in their life.
'Cause you have the right to say: this is not how my story will end.
What in my mind at that time is just took that shit and paid every debt he had.
But it's only in my mind.
I don't do anything.
Reality, i paid for my potato bread and get out from there.
Even not brave enough to facing that owner of buku 555.
In waiting for a lift, i still rewind about that book.
Until now, i'm typing this post.
I felt 50 % of unsatisfied how i'm act to it. Why i'm not doing fair like what my mind told me?
Or at least give 50 hengget sedekah.
So shame of me.
And please forgive me, Allah.
Not everybody is out there to judge me.
There are some who want the best for you... and want to help you get into Jannah.
May Allah bless that man, his family, and other man like him.