This morning I started the day on a cloudy day and didn't expect the sun to shine any brighter. After taking a shower and having breakfast in the morning, I saw the conditions in early November, there is still hope to achieve dreams and build the future. After that, I asked the office to complete the task of collecting data on the poor in our village who still need our help.
In my office, my adrenaline pumped a little so that the data collection was completed on time, long before the village head finally delivered all the files to the office to the city. This is extra performance in order to achieve the target of development welfare and gain prosperity, therefore I am a little without everything so as not to play the main role with the task. Duty is an obligation that I must carry as a mandate.
The morning coffee was delivered by the Head of Youth, when I had finished half of the data collection. I see that there are still a lot of poverty beneficiaries for underdeveloped villages in Aceh. A statistic to be reckoned with.
At eleven past few minutes my work was done. I saw an analog clock on a computer that never got the time wrong. I decided to go to work. From the office I went home and my wife shop that I would go to work to a hair clipper.
However, halfway through I was forced to stop. A number of friends and people from the village where I was born gathered to have a party, And they hold me away.
Meanwhile, my friends and villagers held me back for a while so I could make time for dinner first. A party is a celebration party. Incidentally, the place they were celebrating was in a sacred tomb not far from my house.
It has become a hereditary tradition in the tomb which is none other than the tomb of waliyullah Tgk Syech Abdussalam. In general, every Monday and Thursday there are many visitors who make pilgrimages and hold feast events, such as cutting goats and cooking them to be eaten together while reading prayers together. On that occasion, I also ate the dishes that had been prepared evenly.
Exactly one o'clock in the afternoon I arrived at the barbershop. Cutting hair is a job that I've been in for decades, I can't describe it in more detail here, because this permanent job is just waiting for customers to come and shave. It's just that, when I'm quiet, I do other activities to fill my spare time by reading books or writing.
At six o'clock in the afternoon my task as an artist was finished. I gladly closed the door of the shop and counted the sustenance given to me today in return for wages to a worthy craftsman. I cleaned myself up, but before heading back home, I first went to the market to shop for some kitchen needs, for our dinner at home later. When the night began to fall, I closed the day with the Maghrib prayer and delivered a night prayer to the Divine Rabbi. In the future, tomorrow will always be able to return with the same story and achieve dreams for a bright future.
This is all I can post on occasion, hopefully my diary can be a useful story for all of us. GREETINGS AND THANK YOU.
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