hai Hivers..
Today is like any other normal working day. Starting from home to my office by driving a car while praying and hoping that everything will be eased and get something good.
Passing one of the city streets that may be in one day can be passed three to five times. Lhokseumawe, a small town that was once the sexiest city in Aceh. Although traces of history still leave to be seen and told.
Passing an intersection commonly known as the Pertamina intersection looks like a vital state project. A place where fuel oil is stored and distributed to several areas in Aceh Province and its surroundings. This is just one. There are many others in the Lhokseumawe and North Aceh regions.
Continuing the journey to Jalan Samudera which is now renamed Jalan Sultanah Nahrasiyah, I was distracted by the two schools where I used to study. Elementary School Number 3 and Junior High School Number 1. My memory of the past makes me smile a little. How beautiful it used to be. Where the big problem is only Mathematics and unresolved homework.
Only a few hundred meters away, we are again at the intersection which is usually called the post office roundabout. Because on one side of this intersection there is a Post and Giro Office in the Lhokseumawe City area, on the other side there is also a shopping center, and a regional bank.
Continuing the journey back through the intersection Baiturrahman mosques, then we arrive at the intersection Riyadhah parks. A corner of the city park that is usually used by the community for light activities to relax under the beauty of the trees
Continue the journey a few kilometers through a bridge called the cunda bridge or in aceh language "tutue cunda" until I arrive at my work place, dedicate my energy, thoughts, and time and hope that everything becomes a worship value.
