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Objek #51

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Motorbike // Honda CB125 There are simply too many stories in this one but I guess the most memorable one is when I did solo-riding at the end of my internship in 2011, from Yogyakarta to Solo to Surabaya to Banyuwangi to Denpasar, and back to Bandung again after lazying around in Bali for 2 weeks. But the Bali part wasn't where the story got really interesting for me. It was right before Banyuwangi, right around the corner of Baluran National Park. My iPod played Meteora at that time, I sing along loudly, the smooth and empty road in the middle of the forest was just such a mood to not do so. Right at the Figure.09's chorus, my engine jammed at top speed, I can feel the time moved slowly, the machine reverberation feels different than the usual no-gas scenario, I sighed a low "I'm doomed". It was in the middle of the forest and my phone was a Samsung flip one so obviously no Google Maps for me, I didn't know how far I'm from the nearest civilization. I struck my luck after hours of pushing the bike, I meet a person sitting at a corner, and he said there is a bike workshop just 10 minutes from there, I'm saved. The mechanic looks confused with what he sees, a lone young man with an old bike with so many bags attached to it, and the license plate said it's from 1.000km away from there. I got my bike checked, nothing wrong with the usually-broke parts, of course, because I did try kickstarting it but the kickstart didn't even move so it must be the lower engine that has trouble, and I was right, and the engine need to be overhauled. This is where I start to panic, it's a literal village, and with my bike being repaired where should I sleep? Didn't look like they have a hotel here. And the mechanic casually closes the shop without asking me anything and slowly walked away but he turned back, "Why are you standing there? Let's go to my house". I didn't have enough energy to question anything bad things that can happen when you're sleeping in a you-just-met-guy house. I followed him walking down the road and when I looked at the starry sky above I decided that I will just be grateful for there is still a kind soul to a stranger in the middle of nowhere like me.

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