A day when I met a bule named Kasia

November 10, 2009
Today, Mas Andy texted me that A bule would be with me named Casia, I didn’t know if I spelled her name correctly. She was from Poland, a country where my polish friend, Monika, came from. I was worried because Monica was a moody person, and I just came to the conclusion if Casia would be the same. And I was heading to her place where Anas (I thought it was the name of boy but..) texted me the address. As a boy, Anas was quite good at answering the detail of my questions related to her address that I always have difficulty to know some places in Malang, I am not good at remembering the streets. I asked so many people to get there.
Then, on my way there..I just wanted to get back to my boarding house. I didn’t think that I was ready to meet a new person, but my heart kept saying that I needed to go so I could explore my self to meet a new person, have different thoughts or maybe new life. Wow, that’s such a big house..But with a big gate, I think it is like a prison, I can say that a house with a big gate means this family doesn’t interact a lot with people around or they are just so rich. I stepped down and felt worried like I am a poor kid who ask for charity (stupid thought!)..A bule came out and welcomed me, I was quite surprise because I thought I would get a teenage bule but she seemed to be a motherish, she asked me to come in. I was speechless, always doing that when I meet a new person. She is nice and asked me if I could take her to Galleri Indosat because her phone could not do international call. She got on my motor and she took the wrong side of getting on my motor, on the right side. It should be on the left side because my left foot keeps the weight more than the right foot like Indonesian people do. I almost fell off but I tried to be strong  Ya ya, I know that Bule had a big body like most bules so I should be extra careful to ride my motor, make her sure that she will not get killed because of my foolish. At Galeri Indosat, she got on my motor on the right side when I was not readt and we almost fell off, the security helped us..that was embarrassing, the first impression was bad. She might not think that my body was not quite strong to take this motor with her ;P well, we’ll see..

 The afternoon prayer has been called by Imam, everywhere like music in the town. I asked her if it is possible if I pray first before going somewhere. And she said ‘Ya’. I went to Sabilillah Mosque and asked the parking man if it is possible to take Casia in because some mosques do not allow strangers in, especially non-muslim and also I added up some lies that this bule wanted to learn Islam..The parking man didn’t mind. Yes, we were in, I just headed the wudhu place, there were students having wudhu as well. Casia looked amazed and I didn’t tell her to do wudhu but she followed me. Really nice, I think she is kind of a person who accepts change, new things easily. We entered the mosque, she again looked amazed with students who had prayer together neatly, then she took some pictures.