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RM275'S CHAT. Wall paint
"Have you?" Givan notices his youngest brother who just got off his parents' motorbike.
"Udah, Bang." Gibran smiled sweetly as if to describe the happiness he got from Mariam's house.
"Can you not jackfruit? In front of Mariam's house is a jackfruit tree." Givan was just joking, he understood the look of his brother's happiness.
"Ah, this brother." Gibran was sitting next to his brother who was relaxing on the terrace.
"Can kiss mean?" Givan cornered his sister to meet more and more.
"No, talk to me with the Talebnya sir. Mariam just gives me coffee, when she sits next to me, her father tells her to come in." Gibran began to tell me about what he had experienced there.
"Oh yeah? Continues to? Continues to?" Givan propped up his chin and listened to his sister's story.
"Me, my mother the same papah asked to come at Mariam graduation later. Continue to say stop over to eat together, to talk in the future how. He said his work spirit was awaited until next year. Honestly yes, Bang. Glad I'm here, willing to have a wife, plong. But since then I have been wondering, why Mr. Taleb keeps me for business first. Not that I'm arrogant parents I'm rich, I can continue to sleep in the house of parents. No, not that cake. I just graduated this year, right? I don't have work experience, I'm having trouble starting a business. Why not marry us first, he embraced me to start a business. But I dare not say that, I'm a yes." Gibran started taking out his cigarette packs.
"You know not the story of papah who asked for dowry Giska up to fifty mayam kah if not wrong. Dirty money, this is it, fill the room. Zuhdi sued that loh." A piece of the story from Givan, making Gibran turn towards his brother.
His eyes widened in disbelief. "What's right, Bang?"
"Aretul, in the end Zuhdi was unable to. He retreated, Giska plunged into the world of buying and selling chips." Givan's story made Gibran curious.
"Who? But they are married, right? Sister Giska even had three children just as much as Zuhdi now." Gibran was astonished to hear the story.
"Keep married?" Gibran put his palm together.
Givan glanced at his sister. "No, you're dying in the hospital. Zuhdi wander, he tried the specified value. But, still unable. Until finally, this Zuhdi comes again with a value that is one-quarter with the value determined by papah. Papah accepted, with the explanation that papah only wanted to see the earnestness of Giska. Because with him trying to find a set value, Zuhdi desperately right for work? If Zuhdi looks leha-leha aja, papah must think how later if Giska taken over Zuhdi? How will Zuhdi's efforts in feeding his son and grandchildren in the future. You don't have to be mad, Mr. Taleb asked you to work first. Not later Mr. Taleb asks for the value of dowry that does not reason, you want to tell him what? Meanwhile, your own real father also raised his daughter's dowry. Icut is also the same, but the master teacher is the one who has, is able to be asked for a specified value. Beda Zuhdi, he was insistent, just porters of buildings, until wandering, until overtime for the sake of Giska. It's proven now, right? Your brother-in-law was successful even though he was once just a building porter. Able to feed Giska, the residence has been up to two, gold nempel continues, clothes never miss the model." Givan takes the example of his own parents, so that Gibran is not upset with his future father-in-law.
"Anything is the same?" Gibran pointed at his brother with his chin.
"First marriage, yes the value of the dowry is determined by the woman. Even marriage, the value of the dowry is determined by your brother-in-law. Actually, this dowry that if not demeaning women, but not burdensome on the part of men. If Abang used to refer, not objection, but at that time Abang had no fields, there was a field part of papah. So yeah, straighten it out first, right? Because of his worry, it's not legal because of the parent's gift." Givan stretched his neck muscles, then pulled his back to the back.
At his age, he always felt tired if sitting too long.
"I'm thinking." Gibran scooped his own face.
"Don't think about it, let's start the effort. Brother there is a friend, he is a supplier of wall paint in the material shop Abang. He's a man from the upper regions, the Takengon. This guy, he's got a big store right there. I don't know what the other business is, but I know he's not just one paint shop. Brother is in the material, there is kilo paint that costs from eight thousand, up to sixty thousand for the size of a kilo. It depends on the type of paint, there are interior and exterior. There is a price and there is quality. The price of eight thousand, certainly not the same as the quality of wall paint at the price of twenty-five thousand, especially at the price of sixty thousand. Yes Brother there is a stock of canned wall paint, but did not take it from him, because he played kilo and wrapped in plastic like that. Brother has a thought, for you open a kilo paint business by taking in the brother's friend. One room for paint, brother, love you. Room size three times three meters, enough for the beginning you open the business? If you don't dare to jump into being a seller, you can leave it at the brother who works at the shop. Space sells you too, yes in the material store Brother. Later every bookkeeper, you take a million and two hundred to pay the man who guards your shop. Brother will not take kilo paint anymore, let you just sell it. If there's anything right, you just show me your space. Later Abang kasih space in the nail room place, let the nail place that moved later. It's the frontmost, closest to the road and definitely looks like a person. If the material shop is Abang, people already know, the gate is open only they understand that Abang sells."
Gibran must understand. He was a little interested, but there was something that made him doubt because his brother would cut the funds by one million two hundred for someone who was guarding his shop.
"Bang, I'm not stingy about calculations. What is the turnover, anyway? Glad I'm here, 'cause I open a shop but I don't pay for the building. But, do I have any income if I cut that one million and two hundred?" ask her slowly so that her brother is able to accept clearly.
"Eummmm-s.... The name is sales, yes turnover is uncertain. But you should know, the paint that you sold eight thousand, you bought from the price of two thousand five hundred to the most expensive four thousand. Brother flatten the price, so eight thousand all, all colors. Because of the cake of terracotta colors, fuchsia colors, colors recently so, yes it costs a range of three thousand five hundred to four thousands. More expensive, than the common color of white or green cake. In fact, the white color costs less than two thousand five hundred per kilogrammes. Free shipping, the brother's friend sent himself a pick-up car with an order of more than one million. Brother saranin you are, because you understand paint, understand color and of course you are an expert in this field. For the beginning, according to Abang, this is all. Because frankly, Bran. The odds are great, because this quick entry and exit in this paint. Once bought, people can't be a kilo. It is said change, but dimeh if one gallon only it will have value. You understand what you mean, brother?" Givan ended up patting his sister on the shoulder.
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