Jakarta with the trimmings , as usual journey past the worm - Cakung - Pulogadung - Rawamangun - Scout - Manggarai - Sudirman - Senayan - Brass - Palmerah - Kebayoran Lama , almost all the way I'm going through jammed . Every day is always so until it becomes a normal thing for me .
But almost every day I also saw an unusual thing , an old man sitting in the middle of a two lane road boundary under the tree , carrying his bag , wearing a white shirt and black pants black cap , I do not know what's doing it , which I see he always move his hand like father while police set up road smiling alone .
I wanted him, but how in the middle of the crowded street creep , who became his wife in which my mind is a child , an old man of such age limit alone sitting in the middle of a two lane road under the trees never change clothes , then who care , eating like where , ah .... it always crossed my mind.
There are things that make me happy with this sight , it looks like he's cool with what's doing it , smile alone , whether he's crazy .... Wallahu a'lamu bisawab