I met Mrs. Ela at her home, in front of Al Hidayah Mosque in Darmaga Lonceng, Bogor. Not require a long time to see her, because almost everybody near that mosque knows Mrs. Ela. Her home was in the alley, on the fringes of the river.
I said greetings, and answered by her neighbor.
Son, are you looking for Mrs. Ela, right?.
Yes, is Mrs. Ela at home? I asked.
O.. she was in the river.., that woman answered me.
What was she doing there? I asked her again. Maybe Mrs. Ela was washing her clothes, I thought.
Everyday she worked into the river, picking up the plastic waste from the bottle of soap and shampoo packaging, she will be home soon, she replied at length.
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