The Heroes That Soon Will Gone When the Time Has Come

My childhood story on flood
Long ago in a neighborhood named as TMN BRINGIN there was dark brown water. Full of the fragrance of unpleasant smells and dunk. With dirty and craps. All of the people the entire homeland and also the neighborhood TMN BRINGIN, responded with yuck, yuck, yuck. But long onward they were no longer say yuk but they say Oh my god, please save us the sinners and we will prepare feast if you do so. So, there was a change in TMN BRINGIN. The flood became much worse.

And there is a boy that is still holding lolipop small and chubby, with almond shaped eyes, with a blue thick jacket. Wandering around the village walking without direction across ditch and ditch or what the villagers called as ‘colbot’, full of talent of nothing or simply means stupid.   This boy is genius. He is genius of doing stupid things. He wanders in the floods. The flood’s water leveled like this (until his knees), flowing fast and swift. For just a few ticks, the boy no longer to be found walking in no sound living only “blob,blob,blob”, cause he felled on the deep canal of dirty and craps “blob blob blob blob”. If the canal can talk, he will talk like this, I don’t want make you die here, I can accept dirty, dunks and poop here but not you. You are much worse than dunks and poop. You have brain but you still stupid.

Unfortunately, the boy is still alive. He was saved by a great hero of honor. A kind soul saved him. The hero was a man with a thinning hair swept back at his forehead. His head was shining bright like a diamond in the sky. He was the chubby boy’s father. His father was bringing his son to their home while the boy was in a half on conscience. But… in a half conscience, the chubby boy learned a lesson. That what his parents said on not to wander around the village was true. He became much wiser now because he obedient in whatever his father said and take the value from his father sincerely when his father scolded him for his own goodness.

That’s why...