a couple of weeks ago, when i was still going back and forth to the hospital where bapak was in, something happened that i will never forget.
it was in the morning, when i was leaving the hospital to go to work. my routine was to visit bapak (and ibu who was accompanying bapak the whole 12 days he was there) after i dropped abang off at the school and before i went to the office.
it was all just like the usual thing until it was time for me to leave. i went to the car at the parking place and drove towards the ticket booth. the man there told me that i had to pay 4,000 rupiah for parking. i opened my wallet to get the money. i took out a note of 50,000 rupiah and gave it to him. he said to me that he preferred small change if i had any. so i told him that i only had 3,000 rupiah and that was not enough. he said again that he didn’t have any change. so i told him that i would go and get some change for the 50,000 rupiah… but his answer really took me off.
he said, “bu, it’s ok. just give me the 3,000 rupiah.”
i asked, “but that’s not enough.”
and he answered, “it’s ok, bu, i will add the 1,000 rupiah from my pocket.” and he smiled.
i started that day on a good note. bless that man.