Sunday afternoon at a mall. An eight-year-old boy walked to an ice-cream counter. Because it was short, he was forced to climb to see the waitress. His shabby appearance contrasts sharply with the frenetic atmosphere of the mall that is all fragrant and beautiful.
"Mbak sundae cream how much price?" The boy asked.
"Five thousand rupiahs," the asked answered.
The boy then dug out the coins of money from his pocket. He calculates the coin in his hand with care. The waiter waited impatiently. Understandably, many buyers are more "moneyed" ngantre behind the buyer's snot.
"How about a plain cream?"
In a stiflingly half-hearted voice, the waitress replied, "Three thousand five hundred".
Again the boy counted his coins, "Then I want a plate of plain cream only, Mbak," said the boy while giving the money the amount of ice demanded. The waiter immediately handed a plate of plain cream.
Sometime later, the waiter cleared the table and the dirty dishes the buyer had left behind. As he lifted the ice cream plate used by the boy, he was taken aback. At the table were two coins and five hundred pieces of coins.
There is a sense of clammy sorrow. The waiter woke up, actually the boy was able to buy sundaes cream. However, he sacrificed a personal desire with the intention of giving tip to the waitress.
The moral message: every human being in this world is important. Wherever we are obliged to treat others with courtesy, dignity and fullness