How do you remember your childhood life? Mine was bicycle, marbles, and after-school adventure. Same as you, maybe, the memories of childhood was blur. Until one of my grade-school friend, Bangkit, texted me. Once in a blue moon, i might say. He was asking if i had time do the iftar, together with grade-school friends. I was so unsure that time, as i was spending my Ramadhan in Bandung. Idul Fitri is coming up soon, and Bangkit still asking me.Ā We were waiting for you to come to Bekasi, Wid. The others are ready anytime, now itās just up to you. No way! i thought everybody would be busy with their activity. I was expecting the event would beĀ krik-krikĀ moment as only few people came. And i was underestimating.
Say hello to my childhood companions. It is not complete, since some girls are already becoming mothers and wives, couldnāt left their family.
Seeing them, all the memories of my childhood become vivid. About bicycling to school together. About studying in class just beside aĀ kandang kambingĀ (goat shelter). About coming to local swimming pool together. About games we were doing in school yard (Benteng, Galasin, Marbles, Engklek, Beta Tujuh, KastiĀ and many more). About after school invitation by Nurul, one of my closest friend, to Eldorado (a new-built water park) in Bogor by bicycle, ended up coming to red-soiled land withsome sliding spot and she claimed it was Eldorado (I know, i was busted). About bicycling back home through hundred ways. About scout-session after school which me and Bemby (one year younger) never not coming late, running, as we had english course just before it. About crush (that i realize it now, that he was never my crush, except that other kids made fun of us because we were ācompatibleā in some ways). About me who prefer avoiding boys liking to me (in a case, there was one senior said to his friends that he liked me because iām kind to others then i avoided him and always do the opposite only in front of him, sitting in a table, shouting, etc that would make me look bad,Ā sorry Kak! Haha). About some joke, insults and bad manners (I am sincerely sorry to my friends). Even about my first flag-ceremony as one of the flag-carrier.
People change, but not them. Not at all. The calm one is still calm, the cheeky one is still cheeky, and the handsome one... well thereās none to begin with. Right at that moment i was thinking, maybe theĀ TheyĀ now was constructed by the grade-school environment then. And i was one of the factor. Taking note to self to never do or judge bad to people especially kids as it would influence their personality.
Okay, back to my childhood. Ten years ago, i was having this group of people going to the same grade school, playing in the same school yard, even playing game bot in the sameĀ abang-abang klenenganĀ in front of school. Now, i am having this group people of nurse, soon-to-be psychologist, soon-to-be ustadz/ustadzah, sailor, soon-to-be engineer, soon-to-be teacher, entrepreneur and many more. What amazes me that they are still accepting me. Ah, how humble they are to me. Listening to their 10-years-story of their life when we are apart was soĀ whoa-momentĀ to me. It is great having them back.
Ten years and it should not be ended just like that. A night of Idul Fitri (Malam takbiran), we reunited again talking and planning some getaway trip together before going back to our routines. Is is very hard reuniting them to doĀ silaturrahmiĀ after ten years and i know it is harder to do some trip together. Plus, on that night, we did some other stuff
Iconic Idul Fitri-pose in the photoshoot session : (left to right) Rizky, Bangkit, Hasan, Wida, Diba, Mentari, Latif, Ambo, Fajar.
Eat and endorsed a Betawinese traditional crackers,Ā Akar KelapaĀ (the last time i eat it was in my grade-school). It was soooo good, i was bringing home one pack of it and finished it in just a night. Thanks for Latifās mother, who made it herself.
The plan was ruined, we cannot go some trip together. As an alternative, my friends Nurul and Hamka planned to go bicycling to someĀ CurugĀ (waterfall) near Bantar Gebang (Just so you know, my house is near to Bantar Gebang district).Ā
This is a good idea to complete this Idul Fitri holiday in Bekasi with my childhood friends. This was so nostalgic, childhood friends, bicycle, and adventure. Just the same, beside that my energy seems to go lower than when i was a kid.
I was so shocked when Nurul told me that we were going to Curug. It is nonsense that there is curug in this city where the only water elevates in the river was only because of water gate (which control the water level). Even when there is one, it would be so dull, bad-looking and smell bad. 8 kilometers away from home and we were arrived to this Curug Parigi, actually none of us ever come here so we just gonna have faith in google. Google it moreĀ here.
Another explorers : Fauzi, Nurul, Fajar, Hamka.
Ten years and we still be friends. I might be not be there when you succeed another phase of your life but my house would always be open when you need it.
Thank you for the memories, adventure and experience. Sorry for ruining your childhood by my selfishness and annoyance.