Selasa Muhasaba🤍
Four years ago, I promised myself, not to respond to things I don't like with anger. I will not use bad words or break things. I promised I would change. I promised to stop my anger, no matter how angry I felt.
But, four years passed, and I did not keep my promise. A small thing can easily make me angry. My whole body feels shaky. I want to shout, break things, and hurt myself.
Deep in my heart, I believe there is life after death. There are two places waiting, heaven and hell. A wise man once said: "A person cannot enter heaven if they still have 🔥fire/nar anger in their heart. You must remove it, no matter how small it is."
This morning, I put a cup of hot tea on the edge of the table. My younger sibling accidentally touched it, and the tea spilled. It was my fault for putting it too close to the edge, I know it but I'm also angry.
At that moment, my sibling said: "No angry, No, Sabarrr, Diem disitu! Don't move! Stay there! Let me clean all the spill drain the floor."
I stayed quiet. I held my anger and watched him clean the floor. In two minutes, the floor was clean again. I was still quiet. He made a new cup of tea and put it on the table, this time in the middle. Then they left without saying a word, just left.
I was still quiet. I wanted to drink the tea, but the new tea was still hot. Three minutes passed. A cool wind touched my face. A few strands of my hair stuck to my lips. I thought about it, realized it only takes one minute to decide, to be angry or to be quiet.
I sent a message to my sibling to say I'm sorry, but he hasn’t reply, he only sent a "hug" sticker.
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