Damar (Not) For Wulan
Damar's Life

Selena who heard her mother's question immediately approached the dining table.

"Where would Mas Damar date, Mam. He's a rainbow." Selena mocked her brother while giggling.

"Huss, it can't be Len! Damar's girlfriend is angry. She's normal." Mutia took her youngest sister's taunts seriously.

"Just look, Elu Len. I don't want to spend money this month." Threatening Damar.

"Kidding doang, Mas. I'm sorry for that." Selena persuades Damar.

"Ehem ... Dinner was just a chat!" The head of the family began to speak.

Everyone finally shut up, they ate the dishes that had been served on the table. No more conversations because Papa they reprimanded.

All five members of the family moved to the family room to chat. But, after half an hour had passed. Damar said he had to go to the cafe to meet his friends.

"I'm definitely hanging out at the caffe." Mutia could already guess.

"Those who play there, brother. I'm very males, most can be calculated how many times."

"When do you want to take over your brother's business? Soon your brother is getting married, Damar."

Damar who had moved from his seat, was stunned on the spot.

"What, Pap? Damar must take over Kak Mutia's business."

"Papa said it was for you, Mar. It was just that time that I held the handle because Elu was busy continuing." Mutia.

"So, that place of business belongs to Damar?" tanyanya.

His father and Mutia nodded steadily.

"Wait for the thesis to work out, Pap. There's no way Damar's not focused on education." Damar makes excuses.

"Then this year, your thesis should have passed."

"Posterior try Pap. Damar go first!" The man kissed the backs of his parents' hands.

Damar is not a dissident child. Since childhood, he always obeyed the wishes of his parents. He can also be like this because of the upbringing that implements discipline. Damar began to be granted leeway by his parents when he started college. He also did not fall into free association. Sometimes he drinks alcohol with his friends just to release the stress. The more years, the maturity level of Damar and his friends is increasing by a percent. Many have started getting serious about work and looking for the right partner.

Damar vehicles enter the coffee shop— parking lot where they hang out. He got out of the car, stepped fast because he did not want to be late.

"Woi, our perfectionist is coming." Roni approached, they were now walking in tandem.

"That's so good, Ron. What the hell is going on?'

"Yes you forgot, Mar? Ah, not fun." Roni patted his friend's back.

The two of them are now sitting around the table.

"You know what gangs are? Damar forgot about our bet." Roni laughed mockingly.

"Bacot, I didn't forget, bagok! New Sunday I'm gonna start saving." Damar hissed annoyed.

"Hahaha, Rasain Elu Mar! We bet anyway. Therefore, do not doubt because the children of rich people who like to spend money." Dimas who had been silent since then began to make a sound.

"Anyways, you should be sparing for a week. Give all the ATMs to us. A day, I give you a hundred thousand rations, no more." Andre who had an idea about this challenge began to tell.

"What's? Not wrong? This is Jakarta Man, how can I live if only a hundred thousand dollars a day? How much fuel is my vehicle. Very bad for you guys." I really want Damar to end this.

Can he survive with a hundred thousand dollars a day? Damar swallowed his saliva heavily. Usually, he could spend half a million to a million rupiahs in a day.

"The "losing risk must accept the challenge. Come on, pesen was there! Let your heart be adem." Andre doesn't want to serve Damar anymore.

They ordered snacks and coffee according to their individual tastes. Damar had to obey their will. The four of them were hanging out at Mutia's business until midnight.

"When are we going to the bar? I can't stand it, miss the same drink there." Dimas.

"Totally, it's been a month or so like I didn't want to go to the bar. What if we go there the day after?" Roni gave an opinion.

"No, I can't. You're being careless, Ron. Where can I go to the bar just bring a hundred thousand dollars." Damar protest. He also wants to relieve the stress that hit.

"We'd better go to the Bar when the Damar challenge ends. Look at him if it's just a bite of a finger .. hahahah." Andre laughed a little.

"Gue pull it up ah, it's midnight Bro." Damar said goodbye to his friends.

"Gue wants to go home, too. Woi Dimas .. It's Elu's turn to pay." Andre stood up from his seat.

The three of them immediately went outside except for Dimas who was grumbling because he had to pay for everything.

"Gue pull it up Bro." Damar got in the car and started driving.

"Campus, a day a hundred thousand? What am I eating?" Damar was frustrated.

Elsewhere, an old building inhabited by Wulan and several others. A boarding house not far from where Wulan works. Wulan who was too tired to work from morning to evening lay on a foam mattress on the floor.

The woman's eyes looked at the ceiling of the room. He couldn't close his eyes.

"Mother, what if I take her to Jakarta? But, if I just take Mom ... You won't have the meeting." Wulan.

As an only child, He tried hard to help the daily needs of his parents in the village. That's why he always saves, it does not cross his mind to waste money by buying clothes, bags or other things. The bag he paid for was a gift for his mother's birthday. The girl had the idea of replacing the exact same rope with a broken rope. That night, Wulan's thoughts were filtered until she fell asleep.

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"Wire, why the alarm phone even died anyway. It's too late to wake up." Wulan. He just washed his face and brushed his teeth. Comb the hair shoulder to shoulder then wear a coffee shop uniform.

"Forced me to ride an online motorcycle." He usually walks to work. Although the distance is about 2.5 km from the boarding building he occupies, Wulan must save by walking.

The online object he ordered has arrived. Ten minutes to work. Wulan rushed up, hoping not to get stuck on the road.

Because of a lot of thoughts, difficulty sleeping, eh wake up early even late. Hopefully it doesn't take ten minutes. Wulan prayed in her heart.

"Thank God, less than a minute." Wulan rushed down from the motor. He ran as fast as he could to insert the absent push card.

"That's a big bag." The girl breathed a sigh of relief. Wulan turned around in a hurry. Apparently, he hit the chest of a man who had just walked into a coffee shop.

His eyes widened, gnashing many times. "Bakalan has to be nagged," he said inaudibly.