Free Writing: Morning Atmosphere by the Roadside

This morning by the roadside felt so calm and peaceful. The air was still fresh, and a gentle breeze blew through the trees that shaded a small roadside stall. The stall seemed alive with colorful hangings of snacks swaying gently in the breeze. The aroma of black coffee, mixed with the aroma of instant noodles being cooked in a small kitchen, seemed to be part of the daily life of the local community.

A few vehicles passed slowly, leaving a fine trail of dust on the still-busy road. On the right side of the road, a stretch of coconut trees towered in the distance, creating a calming tropical landscape. The sound of motorbikes, the sounds of children joking around, and the occasional laughter of the stall owner greeting regular customers who stopped by to buy cigarettes or just to chat.

This atmosphere reminded us of the warmth of village life—simple yet meaningful. No city hustle and bustle, no constant engine noise. Only fleeting memories embraced everyday life. This small shop under the shade of a tree is a meeting place for many stories: truck drivers taking a break, farmers stopping after work in the fields, and schoolchildren buying snacks before heading to school.

Here, time seems to pass more slowly. The sun, slowly rising in the east, begins to illuminate the shop's roof and eventually the winding road leading to the expanse of greenery in the distance. Every second of this morning brings tranquility, as if reminding us to pause and be grateful for the small things that are often overlooked.

This small roadside shop is not just a place to sell, but also a silent witness to the lives of the village community, who work hard, greet each other, and maintain a spirit of togetherness throughout their lives.

Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.

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