One day, I
was treated to eat noodles at a noodle shop famous.
The price is not expensive,
but it's very tasty
at all. We sat at
the long table that can accommodate about ten people
around the table when. Table already filled
six people. Me,
my friend and
four visitors. As
she ate, a newly arrived family sitting
near us. Exactly in between my
friends and other
visitors. They have been ordered and are waiting
for noodles. The family consists of
a husband and wife who are still young
and a boy of about
six years.
Their families
are far from simple. Rather dull and smelly clothes. The child apparently just
recovered from an illness that we do not know and are pulling in and out of his
nose. His nose was like the number eleven and sometimes like a one with
greenish yellow color. Mother lovingly wiping snot out of the nose does not
stop her. The couple was very happy to see her son playing with a laugh. Looks
like eating noodles is a celebration to welcome his recovery. When the family
came to eat noodles with gusto. The state does not apply to all
of us except my friends. For the five of us (including me) is a state of
disaster and persecution. Imagine wrote, what it was like eating noodles with
family kiss bad body odor. Not to mention see and hear the snot that pulled out
in and occasionally cleaned by his mother.
Every time eating noodles while
drinking the broth, it was like snot has
been mixed with the food and make the
appetite is lost. Not long after, the four customers sitting at the table with us to leave the
table one by one, without spending food. Seeing
there is a sense of bitterness on the faces of young family's. Such
as low self-esteem and see attitude alienated
me and four
other visitors. But
it did not last
long, especially when they see my friends, the joy they
recover. I remain friends with all the cool
enjoy noodles. As
if there is no smell and no noise
surrounding snot is
heard.
I can
not do much besides studying
and spent the
rest of the noodles cool. Anyway I was treated to
a meal and are not entitled to make things weird and disrespectful. Finished eating, we
still sat twenty
minutes before leaving the
tavern. I surprised
with the behavior of my friends outside the habit.
Usually after eating,
he merely sat
the longest ten minutes.
Once again I
have to follow the will of my friends with annoyance.
Finally we left the shop and
came out a young family,
I feel relieved.
On the way home, my friend said he was very
disturbed sat next to the family. He felt a sense of smell
and was annoyed with
his snot voice.
He felt exactly
the way I feel. My friend also said that,
if he left the
family when they
are happy, the family will feel devastated,
worthlessness, isolation and despair. The husband was giving the best
for his family. They rejoice celebrate her
recovery. The husband has to spend money that
they are quite expensive for the results of the
hard work is only to provide the best for his family. The money is not so much
for our size,
but not for
the family.
I was very
surprised to hear the narrative of
my friends. And
do not think my
friend has done
something extraordinary for the
family. With the unique way,
survive eating noodles
out and wait
until twenty minutes after eating, has given
a new spirit for the family. I remembered how the
taste of bitterness, low self-esteem and alienation
in the face of both
husband and wife when he saw the other customers left
the table without spending
my food and
see what happens. I also remembered how
the pair cheered at
the sight of the indifferent attitude
of my friend.
First time in my life, I realized
how loving one's neighbor and watched without
saying something really
impossible. It is
really a miracle. Enough to
continue eating noodles
until they run out. Attitude of indifference to me and
other visitors who are not commendable. Waiting
for twenty minutes after eating. The latter hold
a sense of smell to
enhance everything you have shown a miracle
and carried out by
a friend. Miraculous how my friends chide me
without saying anything.
He did not accuse, but quite a landslide hit
me. I feel very upset, embarrassed but not angry. I remind myself how easy
it is to say love your neighbor,
but do not do it.
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