
Sunday morning.
Unlike usual, when Sunday Bimo usually has been preparing to the Dojo since morning blind, but this time is still busy taking care of the bike.
The motor that was once only 125cc engine has now changed 500cc, the motor looks more and more kinclong with super maintenance from bimo.
His roommate friend also joined nimbrung and noticed Bimo's activities while lazing on the side seat Bimo who was wiping his sport bike elap.
"Tumben Bim.jam is here yet to go to the Dojo" said Muklis, who was still covered in sarongs after morning prayers.
"Yes ..yes..," Agung continued.
"Against the time of his Dojo," said Budi replied chiming his two friends.
Bimo just smiled by still wiping his motorbike until more shiny.
"Still waiting for time," replied Bimo next.
"It is not usual that the dawn prayer is ready," asked Muklis again.
"Yes this time there is still something to wait for" replied Bimo again.
Bimo was still busy wiping his motorbike for a while.
Heather.tuut...
The sound of Bimo's phone ringing, he took it from his pants pocket.
"Hello....."
"With Mr. Bimo..?"
"Yes me, where did this come from...? what's the matter, sir.?" asked Bimo to the caller across the street.
"This is from Yoga Sport, a provider of sports equipment. The message is ready to send sir, please guide the location," said the voice from across.
"Oh.yeah sir, my truck is waiting in front of the X village later I samperin to there," said Bimo while standing and walking towards his room.
Bimo changed his clothes and took the bag that he used to carry his martial sports equipment.
''Now is the time to go" Bimo told his three friends.
When Bimo wants to turn on his motorbike, from inside Budi runs in a hurry.
"Tu.wait ..Bim," cried Budi.
"What the hell is running away" asked Bimo.
"Numpang nebeng until workshop x can..?, my bike broke down yesterday I stayed there," said Budi while grinning.
Bimo went to the Dojo while shaking Budi who wanted to go to the workshop which happened to be in the same direction.
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In the Dojo training is still in the title even though some equipment has begun to be packed, they will really pack when they have found a new training ground.
There are still two weeks more than a few days from the grace period needed for the transfer.
"Where's Ton..? have you found a suitable place yet?" asked Fachri to Anton.
Anton shook his head in a slight lethargy.
"Actually there is a heck, just suitable place does not match the price of expensive. Eeh.. fits the price does not fit the place too narrow," Anton told Fachri.
"Well, we need a large and cheap area" Fachri said in a soft voice.
While they were still busy discussing the new moving place, a truck entered the area.
Students step aside to make room for the truck that is quite large.
Anton and Fachri approach the truck driver who has come down from his seat with a kernet.
''Bring what sir.?'' asked Anton.
"The Boss' order for the training gear is here, '' said the driver smiling at the two people in front of him.
"What training is complete sir.?" asked Fachri next.
"Lha... make your training here to?," said the driver again.
"A momentary sir, we are already willing to move from this place, lha emang who is the equipment pesen training equipment.??," asked Fachri who was more confused.
The truck driver became more confused, tolah toleh left right.
"Lhaa.it's her boss has come ,'' said the driver while pointing at Bimo who had just come while carrying two large plastics in his right and left hand carrying food for his Dojo friend.
Anton and Fachri stared at each other in confusion.
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