Freewrite || Roadside Stall Atmosphere

A warm morning, with sunlight filtering through the gaps in the zinc roof, brings a unique life to this small roadside stall. In this simple space with plank walls and a tin roof, life moves slowly but surely. An elderly man sits relaxed on a long wooden bench, enjoying a cup of black coffee that still emits a faint smoke, while at another table, the sound of glasses clinking softly, accompanied by the chuckles of other customers engaged in casual conversation.

In the corner of the stall, the aroma of fried food mixes with the aroma of ground coffee, creating a distinctive blend familiar to the noses of anyone who stops by. Several packages of small snacks hang neatly on the wall, providing a bright pop of color amidst the simple wooden atmosphere. A young man stands near the cashier, sipping a cold drink while engaging in light conversation with the stall owner. There's no over-busyness, just the flow of everyday life.

A stall like this isn't just a place to eat or drink, but also a place to exchange news, chat, and unwind. From lighthearted discussions about staple food prices, harvest news, to jokes about daily life everything flowed freely without barriers. Within, a sense of togetherness blossomed without the need for many words.

The afternoon light grew stronger, illuminating the wooden floors and tables that were beginning to dry from the morning dew. A new customer arrived on a motorbike and was immediately greeted with a warm greeting.

Amidst this simplicity, there was a warmth unmatched by the atmosphere of a modern cafe. Small stalls like this were silent witnesses to everyday life places where time seemed to pass more slowly, and simple joys felt so real.

Note: I am writing in Indonesian and using the help of Google translate to translate into English.

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