Di tengah musim panas yang cerah, matahari bersinar hangat di atas kompleks Candi Borobudur.

In the midst of the bright summer, the sun shone warmly over the kompleks Candi Borobudur.

Patung-patung Buddha dan ukiran kuno berdiri megah, dikelilingi oleh kehijauan yang subur.

The Buddha statues and ancient carvings stood majestically, surrounded by lush greenery.

Suasana tenang dan damai.

The atmosphere was calm and peaceful.

Namun, di dalam hati Budi, ada kegelisahan yang sulit dijelaskan.

However, inside Budi's heart, there was an uneasiness that was difficult to explain.

Hari itu, keluarga besar Budi berkumpul untuk reuni.

That day, Budi's extended family gathered for a reunion.

Budi selalu merasa sedikit canggung dalam keramaian.

Budi always felt a bit awkward in crowds.

Dia lebih suka merenung dalam kesendirian.

He preferred to reflect in solitude.

Rini, sepupu yang selalu penuh energi, sibuk berjalan keliling, mengajak semua orang berbicara dan bercanda.

Rini, a cousin who was always full of energy, busily walked around, inviting everyone to talk and joke.

Sementara itu, nenek Dewi duduk di kursi bambu di bawah pohon rindang, mengawasi cucu-cucunya dengan senyuman lembut.

Meanwhile, Grandma Dewi sat on a bamboo chair under a shady tree, watching her grandchildren with a gentle smile.

Budi ingin sekali merasa dekat dengan keluarganya, terutama dengan neneknya.

Budi really wanted to feel close to his family, especially his grandmother.

Mereka duduk berdua, menghadap candi yang megah.

They sat together, facing the majestic temple.

Dewi mulai bercerita tentang masa lalu.

Dewi began to tell stories about the past.

“Tahukah kamu, Budi?

"Did you know, Budi?

Keturunan kita sudah lama tinggal di daerah ini.

Our ancestors have lived in this area for a long time.

Nenek pernah mendengar dari orang tua nenek, leluhur kita pernah terlibat dalam pembangunannya,” Dewi berkata dengan mata berbinar.

Grandma once heard from grandma's parents that our ancestors were involved in its construction," Dewi said with eyes sparkling.

Cerita Dewi membawa Budi jauh ke masa lampau.

Dewi's story took Budi far into the past.

Ia membayangkan para leluhurnya bekerja keras membangun candi, meninggalkan jejak yang abadi.

He imagined his ancestors working hard to build the temple, leaving an eternal mark.

“Kita tidak hanya terhubung oleh darah, Budi, tapi juga oleh sejarah,” tambah Dewi mengelus tangan cucunya.

"We are not only connected by blood, Budi, but also by history," added Dewi as she stroked her grandson's hand.

Budi merasakan sesuatu yang baru.

Budi felt something new.

Perasaan hangat memenuhi dadanya.

A warm feeling filled his chest.

Ia mulai membuka diri, bercerita tentang masa kecilnya yang juga sering bermain di halaman candi ketika liburan sekolah.

He began to open up, telling stories about his childhood, often playing in the temple's yard during school holidays.

Dewi mendengarkan dengan tekun, sesekali menyelipkan tawa kecil saat mengenang kenakalan-kenakalan Budi kecil.

Dewi listened attentively, occasionally chuckling while recalling the mischievous acts of little Budi.

Seiring hari menjelang sore, warna langit berubah jingga.

As the day turned to evening, the sky turned orange.

Budi dan Dewi masih duduk, menikmati kebersamaan yang jarang terjadi.

Budi and Dewi still sat, enjoying the rare togetherness.

“Terima kasih, nek,” kata Budi perlahan, tetapi tulus.

"Thank you, grandma," said Budi slowly but sincerely.

Dewi tersenyum, menyadari perubahan dalam diri cucunya.

Dewi smiled, realizing the change in her grandson.

Budi merasa lebih terikat dengan keluarganya, lebih sadar tentang arti tradisi dan sejarah yang menghubungkan mereka semua.

Budi felt more connected to his family, more aware of the meaning of tradition and history that bound them all.

Ketika akhirnya reuni berakhir, Budi tidak lagi merasa canggung.

When the reunion finally ended, Budi no longer felt awkward.

Ia berani menatap mata keluarga lainnya, tertawa dan berbagi cerita.

He dared to look into the eyes of other family members, laugh, and share stories.

Dia belajar bahwa tidak apa-apa untuk menjadi dirinya sendiri.

He learned that it's okay to be himself.

Keterhubungan itu tidak selalu harus diwujudkan dengan bicara, kadang cukup dengan mendengarkan dan merasakan.

Connection doesn't always have to be through talking, sometimes merely through listening and feeling.

Begitulah, di tengah megahnya Candi Borobudur, Budi menemukan jati diri dan kehangatan keluarga yang selama ini dicari-carinya.

And so, amidst the grandeur of Candi Borobudur, Budi found the sense of self and family warmth that he had been searching for.