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A Journey Home

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By Tri Ferianto HersusokoPublished 4 months ago 3 min read
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Once upon a time, in a small village nestled between lush green hills and swaying paddy fields, lived a young man named Adi. He worked tirelessly in the bustling city, far away from the comforts of his hometown. The city's chaotic rhythm had consumed him, leaving him yearning for the serene embrace of his village and, most importantly, the warmth of his mother's love.

As days turned into weeks and weeks into months, Adi found himself caught in the relentless whirlwind of urban life. The constant hustle and bustle of the city drowned out the memories of his childhood, the laughter in the air, and the soothing sounds of nature. It had been years since Adi had set foot in his hometown, and the pangs of homesickness began to gnaw at his heart.

One day, as the monotony of his city life became unbearable, Adi decided it was time to return to his roots. He yearned to surprise his mother, who had been his beacon of strength through thick and thin. With determination in his eyes, Adi planned a journey back to his village on his trusty motorcycle.

The road that stretched ahead was long and winding, a metaphor for the twists and turns of life that had led him away from his home. As Adi revved up his engine, he could feel a mix of excitement and nostalgia coursing through his veins. The sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink as he embarked on his journey, leaving behind the city's concrete jungle for the open roads and familiar landscapes of his village.

The journey was not without its challenges. Adi encountered unexpected rain showers and unpaved roads, but the thought of his mother's smile kept him going. The rhythmic hum of his motorcycle echoed in sync with the beating of his heart, each mile bringing him closer to the arms that had cradled him in his infancy.

As he approached the village, the air became sweeter, carrying the scent of blooming flowers and freshly plowed fields. Adi's anticipation reached its peak as he navigated through the familiar lanes, the memories flooding back like a tidal wave. The village seemed frozen in time, with the same old banyan tree standing tall at the village square.

Finally, Adi arrived at his childhood home. The wooden door creaked open, revealing the cozy interior that held countless memories. The echoes of his mother's laughter and the aroma of her home-cooked meals enveloped him. There, in the dimly lit room, stood his mother, her eyes widening in disbelief and joy.

Tears welled up in both their eyes as mother and son embraced, the years of separation melting away in that moment. Adi's mother, overcome with emotion, whispered words of gratitude and love. The reunion was a celebration of family, a testament to the enduring bond that transcends time and distance.

In the days that followed, Adi soaked in the simplicity of village life. He strolled through the fields, rejoined the communal gatherings, and relished the flavors of home-cooked meals. As the sun set over the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink once again, Adi realized that the true essence of life lies in the cherished moments spent with loved ones.

With a heart full of gratitude and a renewed sense of purpose, Adi understood that no matter how far life takes him, the roots of his existence will always be anchored in the love and warmth of his village and, above all, the embrace of his mother.

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