It was almost dusk, and the sun had just greeted the western horizon. Buffaloes and cows over the dried rice paddies were approaching a hamlet in the Priangan realm. Shepherds played merrily in the vast rice paddies. The squeal and the moos of the buffaloes and cows described the serenity and peace of the village. Smoke puffed from the roofs of the houses that looked like a giant’s cigaret…
The sound of raindrops was still heard this morning. It was quite chilly around the lake. The birds were reluctant to sing. They hid under dense foliage. Even rabbits were reluctant to leave their burrows. Usually, the lake was lively with swans, ducks and geese that were swimming around and chasing each other, but this morning there was none. As if the nature was sad because the sun refu…