The gust of wind, which I didn't heed, made the child's hair seem to be waving at me. However, that's when she looked prettier than she actually was. The gleam in his drooping eyes conveyed the burden of his soul that touched his mind. For a long time I was trapped in the favor of an admirer. My eyes seemed reluctant to move from the beautiful object it captured. Like a camera that always looks for the focal point of the object. between conscious and unconscious, my eyes are like that, looking for the right point of view.
And, now the object is exactly at the ideal focus point. I didn't waste my shots and immortalized them in the eyes of my heart. The truth is, this heart keeps forcing me to approach him.
However, my mind was too busy thinking about things that were not certain will happen. My guts sank when a man approached the child and hugged him from behind. Continuous regret welled up in my heart. I channeled my annoyance into the sand that I was trampling on. I was so stupid, I felt like I was being a coward and not being manly in facing reality. As compensation, I shifted my focus back to the beautiful natural panorama, which was my goal in this place. However, the heart is no longer willing to compromise. My concentration was disturbed, my heart and mind were still annoyed by the attitude I had made myself.
Suddenly the waves that I heard were broken by the screams of children on the edge of the beach. My family was only about a few meters from the beautiful eyed child. His scream which was quite loud and tinged with anger or annoyance made me startled a little and broke my half-hearted concentration, like it or not, I had to return to turning my full attention to the child with the tight body. That. It seemed that the child was starting to cry, the content that I heard was increasingly increasingly with interludes of slurs and slurs that were spelled out through his tiny lips, even though the pain of the slurs that came out of the child's mouth, it was covered by the beauty of the game that was given earlier I said, go away, don't ever come back again. I don't want to see your look anymore, understanding her scolding accompanied by the push of her tiny hand on the man's chest. However, it turned out to be in vain what was done. Not one bit did the man shift his body. instead, it was the child who seemed to be blown away by his own strength.
He sat down on the sand, his hands gripped thousands of grains of white sand, then let them go in annoyance. Her tears began to fall, and at that moment the waves approached her like the pawana brought the teardrops to join her. I could only watch the event in silence. There's nothing I can do. I don't know the child at all, let alone the big man, if I get closer, maybe the situation will be worse, I thought, I just gave up my intention to be a hero for the child, while hoping that the man will soon leave him so that the beauty will be even more perfect. afternoon This is not like most days I've gone through. Not because it was the first time I had visited, but I felt there was something that made the difference. The white sand spread out like a carpet, the beautiful natural panorama like a tamansari, and what further enhanced its beauty was the presence of a tiny child whose hair was always waving at me. late deserves to be proud to have a beach as beautiful as this . Maybe that's why my friend suggested that I visit this special place. It's only been a few hours since I arrived at this beach, but I've already had a lot of enjoyable atmosphere and panoramic beauty. Crashing waves, blue beaches, white sand, and that short-haired child. Everything runs together following the rhythm of perfect synchronicity, I hope it will be even more perfect.
After a moment they seemed to be involved in a conversation, I don't know what he was talking about, the man in the tight white shirt finally left, leaving the child who had attached my heart and mind. At one point he glanced at me and smiled curtly as if he was mocking me. uh... it's no wonder the child scolded him, I said to myself. I still spent a few minutes enjoying the beauty of the child from a distance, before I finally got up the courage to approach him. Of course, after I gathered all my courage. Immediately, I just sat down next to him, without asking his permission first. It seemed that the child didn't even mind my presence there. He still stared blankly at the vast ocean. her beautiful eyes looked glazed. A glance implied his deep disappointment.
| Information | Details |
|---|---|
| Camera | infinix |
| Editing | No |
| Location | Aceh/Indonesia |
| Photographer | @muniss |