Waking up early in the morning, the time of dawn had actually passed but I still performed the obligatory worship of two rak'ahs. After praying I lay down in bed again, surfing on this platform and several other social media.
The clock has shown 8.30 am, the sun is already shining on the earth, I immediately got up to go to the bathroom. Wash your face and have breakfast. Take a shower, continue to wear clothes and pants inside and out. Crank the Vespa to Sigli City, to be precise to the Aneuk Ulee Kareng coffee shop.
There two of my friends were waiting, there were some things we needed to talk about. We ordered sanger and pancung coffee, warm water was also available for us to drink. This time we sat for a bit longer....
In the afternoon after sitting in a coffee shop in Sigli City, I moved back to Beureunuen City by racing my favorite Vespa fast. I was so fast my Vespa, motorbikes and cars on the road passed, because they were stopping. Arriving at Beureunuen I stopped at a rice shop, near the Simpang Keumangan gas station.
Buy a pack of rice using fried catfish and a little pecal, I menu the Putra Kopi stall in front of Bank Syariah Indonesia (BSI) the former BRI Bank. After eating, drinking a few sips of coffee and I rushed to the top floor of the shop. Perform the four cycles of obligatory zuhur prayer, I say the best prayers and go down for a moment to open the laptop.
In the afternoon around 16.35 after the Asr prayer, I rushed back home in Lingkok Busu village, not far from Beureunuen City, only 2 Kilometers away. Drink two glasses of water, change costumes for futsal practice,Moving to Sigli City alone with the futsal shirt already attached to the body.
At 5 pm we all arrived at the Afis Futsal field in Blang Paseh, Sigli City, some were already in the field warming up, some had just put on their futsal costumes and shoes. Today I was able to score 2 goals, all against myself.
The night after the evening prayers, I ate with my parents, ready to eat, I hurried out of the house again. Tonight the Peci youths in their heads, shirts gathered in a coffee shop near my house. We all want to visit the funeral home of one of our friends in the next village.
After condolences at the funeral home, we sat back in the coffee shop. I was a little tired, at 23.50 I hurried home. After the Isha prayer, I immediately lay down on the mattress and closed my eyes until I fell asleep and dreamed. Thank you.