hello hivert friends wherever you are on this occasion I want to write a story that I think is quite interesting and also funny,
So I have a friend whose name is Syarifuddin, he is about 50 years old. He lives in a village which is quite far from the city of North Aceh Regency, Nanggrou Aceh Darussalam Province, Indonesia.
I think he is an extraordinary father, a hard worker, diligent and wise in making every decision, but unfortunately he does not have a high level of education so whether he wants it or not he has to become a farmer,
Of course we ask whether it is wrong to be a farmer, of course not,
but there are still many people who think a farmer is low,
I think a farmer is a fighter for his family and also the spearhead of a country,
his life as a farmer economically is very mediocre, so to just go to the city it seems impossible for him to do,
but a few days ago he was invited to the city by the boss where he worked to go to one of the salted fish sales shops owned by his boss in town,
he looks very happy, when he returns there he tells many things about the beauty of the city he is very happy, the essence of my writing above is, to be happy for a village child is very simple and very far from modern civilization,
every writing and my words he is above,
I wrote it with his permission and he was very happy I shared his story in this community, but unfortunately he didn't take many photos for me to share with you, but I think it's enough to describe a little portrait of his happines
