Life
Meet again.

my life has always been filled with trials but I am still grateful that I still have a complete and simple family.

my day was the same as always, nothing special.my house became a little crowded that day because my father's friends visited my house and had time to entertain me because there was a little joke from their chat, they said,the weather was cloudy white and drizzling down, at that time I was eating rice + side dishes made by my mother, the vegetables were so good that I added up to 2 plates, I ate very relaxed and slow, I was very relaxed,it didn't feel like the day was starting late in the afternoon and my father's friend wanted to rush home but before he came home my father's friend said "it's a whirlwind of the core of the wind (while pointing towards the forest he was referring to from a distance),my parents thought his friend's talk was just a joke until, my father said" is like a shaman"then they all laughed.after that my father's friend came home.after they came home after 5 minutes the whirlwind hit the area around him including my house in the forest it all became white like a passing fog,drizzling water that I saw did not come down to the ground but fell flat.knowing that my father took a cloth and tied it to the pole of my house while saying "astaghfirullah" many times.while holding my house, my father took it,my mother stood up, who had lifted the clothesline, I who stood silly in fear holding the plate after I ate, my frightened sister holding my mother's hand, my brother standing behind me,at the time of the incident my mother said"if our house collapses, get us ready to run" the incident lasted about 5 minutes and after a few seconds there was a second after-wind that was as strong as the first wind but only took about 3 minutes.

after the wind passed, it passed,the scenery around my house looked different and I became no longer appetite.What is very sad is the roof of my zinc house which partly flew up to 300 meters from my house to make a dressing room and my bedroom had no roof at all thankfully my parents' bedroom roof and my living room roof didn't fly in the wind.after that I collected the school book wet from the rain, I collected it,considering the roof of my room was flying but there was something strange about it, where when I collected my book which was in my room I found some small ice cubes.my brother also found it.he said "wi, did you buy ice cubes" I replied "no".my mother also saw it and said maybe it was snow ice but what in Indonesia can snow??.it was just that that made it weird, though,why can there be ice cubes that fall from the sky, but after that they become indifferent again.because of that incident we as a family had to sleep one room where it was my parents' room.

after a few days I pondered for a moment, where I saw the trees that were lush and cold in an instant just vanished just because of the wind but I also had to accept it because it was the will of the one who almighty.