Kaki Lima
“It’s just me and kakak.” “You’re not with her?”
“She heard the vaccine was cheaper in Thailand and took a bus there. But they won’t let her in,” he said. “Since the vaccine came out, everyone has become crazy. If you don’t have a wristband, you might as well not exist.” “It’s always like that, boy. At least now we know why they don’t like us.” “Maybe you and I can look behind a pharmacy. I’m sure got extra kot.” “You’re thinking like them. You cannot think like them if you want to get out of this.” “It’s better than dying,” he muttered. The boy turned away from the man, counting the cracks on the wall. “Boy, do you think we will meet again?” the man asked. “If it gets better, we won’t,” the boy replied solemnly. “The paper told me my son died, even though he got the shot.” “Betul ke?” he said, turning back to the man. “They spent years on it.” “Yes, but the virus got to him first.” “I’m sorry.” “I’ve been wondering what to tell him when I meet him someday,” the man sighed. “I wanted to tell him that if you only take, life finds a way to take it back. And I was done taking.” “That’s good. I’m sure he knows you did your best.”
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