Sunday night – 11 PM.
Just finished my GMAT study at the biggest coffee shop in one of Jakarta’s busiest district.
As I exited the parking, there was a girl aged around around 8 years old standing by the ticket booth. She held 2 tissue packs on her hands.
She said, “Tissue, Pak?” (Tissue, Sir?)
I sat there by silent. Intentionally showed her that I was not interested to buy those tissue packs.
Believed by the logic that if I buy those packs, she will stand there again tomorrow – selling tissue packs.
While I was waiting to collect my parking ticket, she coughed once.
Couldn’t hold my sense, I reached Rp20.000 inside my wallet and gave it to her.
She gave me 2 tissue packs.
I said, “Istirahat ya.” (Take a break, please)
She replied, “Mau tissuenya lagi Pak?” (You want more tissue Packs, Sir?”)
I glanced and saw 3 more tissue packs for her to sell. Then, I felt pity over her.
I said, “Udah..makasih ya” (It’s enough, thank you)
As I drove home, I kept thinking – maybe those kind of kids do not need long term solution. They just want to survive on daily basis. Then I feel glad, that I did not stick with my stiff idealism – an idealism that refuse to help others.