Around a thousand person were lived together, there, in a place they called as “Village.” This is not a story inspired by Naruto or anything. This is a story filled with my personal experience while I was living in that village.
They, the people, loved to live in their land very much. Not matter how prosperous other land was, they tended to stick on the same soil where they were born once. The atmosphere was full of convivial air, or as I knew it was.
The village is located in the basin of mount Marapi. If you haven’t hear the place, I would like to describe it briefly for you😁. Mount Marapi is locate in West Sumatra, a province of Indonesian Republic. This mountain has been the best spot for the hikers and the climbers. Almost in every special dates: Islamic great days or national holidays. Those people always come there to conduct their own climbing mission. For 2700 metres mountain, it can be traversed for about 8 hours long. Have I ever climbed the mount??? Yet, I haven’t. So, how can I know the estimated time to get into the peak??? Well, my friends ever told so.
It was said, that there were several mystical creatures lingering on the slope of the mountain. As like other mountains in Indonesia, for each mountains it has “Guardian” whom unseen. Most of which are taking form resemblance to tiger. People also call the creature as, “Inyiak” or “Bob.” Although there is no clear boundary between the real tiger and the false one.
Well, people say that in the middle height of the mount Marapi, the climbers can see the two prominent lakes: Lake Singkarak and Lake Maninjau. I haven’t seen the two directly from the height, but I ever see the views’ portrait. On the peak, the crater looks very steep.
Besides the story of the mountain, which the most discussed topic there, the story is also squaring around the activity of the villagers. They, besides of their shitty behaviour; usually like to sneer the others, however, are very friendly and welcoming.
The atmosphere is flat, neither stained nor loose. As farming be the most profession there, during the daylight there was nothing particular. My parents opened a coffee shop there, and during the daylight, only the tukang ojek sitting on the seats. They usually ordered a half cup of black coffee. Half cup of coffee??? Yes, my parents set that menu to allure more villagers to come. There, the people didn’t like a full cup of coffee really. Or, I can say it as “Cup” actually. The glassware was a kind of glass, but the size is about a half compared to the common one. And that was the most glassware used back to the day.
Besides ordering black coffee, the villagers also liked Soto very much. My father’s restaurant was one of the most famous Soto making spot in the village. Many arguments were flying about concerning this issue. The hardliner of my father’s fans were arguing that my father’s Soto was the best in the village. In other hand, the non-believers argued that there were another Soto which tastier than my father had. Which side was true??? No one knew for sure. It was apparent that the measurements was unmeasurable, really. Taste is about personal judging. It can not be formulated such like the numerical comparison.
After the sun is gliding towards the east, the village became more vivid. The people, mostly farmers, were returning home from their own fields. Many of them were going home directly, but the rest chose to taking some breaks by going into the game site or into the available restaurants. However, there was a picky activity conducted by the youngsters. It was gathering at the trottoir just to chanting or doing something else.
In Baso Minang, there is a gimmick phrase for this kind of activity, it is “Pamadek Labuah Nagari,” or “The Road Gathering.” This activity is regarded as valueless, which the actors dubbed “Fools” or “Unemployment.” Caused of this, less people are doing the same thing currently. I think that it’s very rational. Although you have a stable job and well flowing currency, but doing something bad from the community’s view, it would cost your popularity. They will treat you as same as the beggars, even though you should be treated like a boss.
Well, to make something here, people may look at you as “eccentric” foot first time. However, it will gradually change as the society learns to adapt the changing currents. The most evident thing I have seen is, when you-can-see shirt coming into the society. At first, when a girl puts on the such cloth, she will definitely be the source of gossip. It impacts negatively for her. Nonetheless, after months past, the society then learns that wearing such more opened clothes are a part of fashion model right now. Despite the society cannot compel the tradition shifting instantly. But, they may impose more loosely restriction regarding how people dressing.