My interest in this old lady was keenly impasioned. Not something romantic relationship but interest to her story, background or something simple like life lesson. Although always polite in returning my greetings, she never talk more about her more than ask where will i go. She is not rude, friendly enough but i dont have enough brave to ask her more. To all villagers, she did the same way she talk to me. Noone exactly knowing her. just some rumours spread all the time. Mostly is a good rumours. 

I was walking home one afternoon from the convenience store, I was going to buy milk and bread, when I heard a slight sound behind me dragging footsteps. Under the sunset, I saw her, walking alone. She stopped walking after reaching me and started a conversation. After some short conversation about my chili plant, was planted 3 weeks ago, she started some word feel mumbling. 

"This village was changed" 

"how?"

" I still remember what this look like when i first come here"

"What is look like?"

I answered her tried to avoid sound too excited. 

"what i need in that time. Calm and noone asked me more"

She continued 

"After i lost my husband and most of my family, i need new life. No more memories, far away from there"

"Whats happen?"

"Spanish flu, he is lovely husband, charming man. I was happy wife, waiting our first child and he just be appointed employee"

She took a deep breath and stop walk for a while. 

I showed interest for the part her deep breath. 

"I was broke and  broken"

"My child died before he was born. I gave him name Darmono"

"I was grieve longer"