“PICK A WORD, PAINT A STORY #03"

Hello everyone, on this occasion I would like to take part in a contest held by @senehasa
about Contest Announcement! “PICK A WORD, PAINT A STORY #03"
here is my entry

Happiness is not always about luxury or great achievements. Sometimes, it comes in simple moments that often escape our attention. Every morning, before sunrise, Lila helps her father prepare farming equipment, while her mother is busy in the kitchen preparing a simple breakfast of warm rice, lodeh vegetables, and salted fish.

That day was Sunday, a day that Lila always looked forward to. Not because she had a day off from helping her father in the fields, but because that day she could spend time with her family. After breakfast, they sat in the yard, enjoying warm tea while listening to her father's stories about his youth full of struggle.

After that, Lila and her mother went to the village market to buy some necessities. The market was small, but full of color and laughter. The traders greeted them with friendly smiles, offering fresh vegetables, fruits, and traditional cakes. In the corner of the market, Lila found a flower seller selling sunflowers—her favorite flower. Even though their money was limited, her mother bought a stalk of sunflower for Lila. "These are for you," her mother said with a smile.

Lila was very happy. Not because the flowers were expensive, but because she felt her mother's sincere love.

That night, Lila's family sat under the starry sky, enjoying the cool night breeze. Her father brought an old guitar and began to strum the folk songs they often sang together. The sound of their singing sounded softly, crossing the rice fields and reaching the hearts of anyone who heard it.

At that moment, Lila realized something very meaningful.

When she finally lay down in bed that night, Lila smiled. The sunflowers on her table seemed to be saying good night. With a grateful heart, she fell asleep, carrying beautiful dreams of happy days to come.

Happiness, she thought, was something created, not sought. It was all around us, hidden in the little things we often overlook. Lila knew that as long as she remained grateful, happiness would always accompany her life.

When she finally lay down in bed that night, Lila smiled. The sunflowers on her table seemed to be saying good night. With a grateful heart, she fell asleep, carrying beautiful dreams of happy days to come.

Happiness, she thought, was something created, not sought. It was all around us, hidden in the little things we often overlook. Lila knew that as long as she remained grateful, happiness would always accompany her life.

That's all I can share. On this occasion, thank you to those who have read it. Hopefully it is useful.
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