KARMAS
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“Bu.. I bought shoes” Come come The exhibition Mbak took out a package of plastic bags that he brought from home.

“Where to try to see. ?” I asked while researching maroon-red sandals that he said he had just bought. “Ihhh nahsss...how much?” Further

“150 thousand”

“Mau dong mba .. Nitiped. Buy it where?” Ask again.

“Ahh mom likes it. Rich shoes gini mah NOT STAGE MOM.”

Oops. I almost laughed if I did not see a plain face mba was seriously looking at him. I know the point is ‘not ibu’ Level.

“Sama aja mba. If it is ugly, then. Not using Stage”

Now it was the mother who laughed. Maybe he felt his words were not right.

This Mba Tina lives in the upper house. Every morning he comes to help clean the house, sweep, mop, iron, clean the bathroom, and then go home after finishing. Many indigenous people in the village are working to help the urban community in the new Green Valley Housing located under the village.

That afternoon, Tina was ironing and I accompanied her while making fruit salads spent dressing long enough to be stored in the refrigerator.

If caught Bright sauce has not been thrown away will be subject to complaint “Mama it mayonnaise is still halal?” Meaning ‘halal’ is ‘‘not expired" I so smile again remembered the word ‘thap’ his mba Tina.

“There have been many sales of ma'am.. who sells rented children over.” he said mba Tina again while starting ironing.

“O mba Tina house deket rented there yes.. which many doors it? Who's contract mba?”

“Kalo is not wrongly named Ms. Irma. He has a lot of contracts. There are 70 doors. Not yet there again there are times 30 doors.”

I imagine the location in that area, “Ohh. . next to the alternative road that has Irma?” as well ask again

“Iyaa.”

Hmmmm. From the beginning I was always curious if through it, one of the businesses I want when it is not working is to have a rental house like that.

But what power I stopped working before his time and have not had time to prepare everything.

Because I'm used to working even at home or anywhere my mind needs to work. As a result, all the work I do.

Imagining Mother Irma's rented house in the upper village I was very curious about the owner. On the side of the road through the village to the housing was a small tangled shop, there was a beauty salon, food stalls ‘barokah’, padang, grocery store household appliance, workshop, helmet store, etc, asessories and gift shops, clothing and lingerie shirts stores, all complete. And behind him the small shop lined the door of the room door that was rented for about 70 doors.

Cluster cluster in Housing is indeed located in the middle of the Industrial area to many employees or factory workers who are mostly immigrants who rent a place to live.

How many rental homes are available is always full, and have Irma's 100 doors all fully book. Now I'm curious about Irma, what she looks like...

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“SEKAR?”

I'm appalled.

I just thought about it, knowing he was on the porch. Sekar is Bright's schoolmate. Tumben once he played here. Many Bright school friends who like to play in this house only Sekarlah who has just come here.

Of the 10 Bright girl friends at school, live Sekar who has not been aware will continue where after graduating from this Elementary School.

Unlike in the area, the State school in the outskirts of Jakarta is very lacking in quality, and minimal facilities. Many private schools thrive scattered where, but easily guessed. Expensive exorbitant.

It is very difficult to find a good school quality but at a friendly cost. There is no cross-subsidy. If you want, please if you can't, please find another school.

Bright himself actually wants to go to school with one of his BFFs. But after I tried to die during the last three months of selling insurance, let alone achieve the target, the sales commission still does not cover only for the registration fee. I then thought, is this motivation less stabbing?

And I try to find a school with a tuition fee that is more ‘ming’. exchange ideas with the parents of friends Bright friends, only stay Mother Sekarlah that I have not been able to contact.

And this afternoon arrived Sekar nongol on the terrace..

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This again. Another turn is necessary, no one. Have a day's effort open a day close. Open a day closed. What business intention does it involve? People who want to have a dizzy business half dead, think about what business, rent a place, employee salaries, operations, such as. It's been a good effort, half a half. Human human... My inner

This boutique is very suitable to occupy this shop. Muslim clothes complete with hijab, and there is a tailor there too. The first time I saw the collection I immediately fell in love, as boutique-class clothes are all collections available only one, no twin or the same. And what makes the price even more friendly ..

Because it closed more often than not for a long time I forgot about it, almost a month I did not go through it. And when I was in need of something, I went back to look for that boutique, it turned out that it was really closed. Now it is changing into a family Reflexology Massage spot.

Hhh... What's up with the Boutique Owner. I thought prank.

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From Sekar I got his Bunda number. During this time we only met if there was an invitation to meet the guardian student meeting at the School.

Now I know his house. A simple house, a standard house with two floors but because it is located on the hook so it looks a little more relieved than other houses.

The excess land on the hook was made into a children's playground, there are swings, slides, jungkit2, home homes..

“Maa.. Anyone else looking for a home not?” Ask Bunda Sekar on a friendship occasion, after they finished talking about school. “I have an empty house, yesterday new in the one-year expatriate rental, but only six months occupied him out, back to Australia”

“Whose house is bund? What to rent for sale?” I asked back. Instantly remembered Monic my friend who was the head of the famous bank branch. He asked me to find some good properties for investment and I was listing data for him, Monic and Heru had planned to come here several times but always failed because of their busy lives. So he asked for property data in several locations so that if you fit here can directly choose which one is suitable for them, it can save time.

“Sewa can sell. Whatever. Furnished already. There are 4 rooms, one below, three above. Each room is equipped with a bathroom and bath tub.”

Hearing the name of the housing complex in question I immediately imagined a luxury home environment with a wide main road, a garden that is so beautiful and at the gate, he said, guarded by 24-hour security and every guest who enters must leave an ID card, a tall pillar pillar, a Victorian-style building with fantastic selling prices!

Then he showed me the photo in his HP. I saw the photo, while Mother Sekar carried her crying daughter.

“This is mother's house?” Ask me one more time.

“Ho oh” The answer is light

“Why not occupied alone?”

“Ngga at home Mmmaah... Slender. I have no neighbors. Kemaren had moved, not until a month Sekar asked to come back here again.” he explained.

“Oohh... I can only have Oohh... “There is no certificate?”

“Ada”

“Boleh later I photograph the certificate, because my friend this person is very detailed, he does not want to come if the letter is not clear.”

Then he went into the room holding his son.

“There's nothing else besides that?” My toot.

“There, in kondomium would you like? But there's still rent there. New next month finished.”

“Which condo?” Means back.

Then he mentioned one of the names of the famous condominiums, the residents are mostly expatriates, located very strategically in the middle of the city. Surrounding the hotel hotel is lined from three-star hotels to five-star hotels.

“Iya. if ownerkan freely want to swim anytime.”

“Oh... so mama unit in that condo?” I'm a mangosteen.

Mommy Sekar is still in the room, not answering.

“If kosan mom has her info no?” Tanyaku later. “There are new ponakan work again find costan deket diue”

“Kos kosan? Ada..” answered again, lightly. “You fill what's empty? There are already existing inhabitants, there are more built.”

“There is a certificate?” I asked back.

Then he came out carrying a clear folder. The usual clear map book for storing important document documents. . “This is find yourself” He said as he placed the clear folder on my lap. While she keeps cradling her baby nimang.

I opened it slowly

page one, page one,

page two, though,

page three, though,

page four, page five to the end of the page contains the certificate of title of all!!!!!!.

This Clear Folder is like mine at home, tebelll.

The difference is mine contains documents and certificates of courses & awards from the race competition that I have participated in since the era of Kindergarten, while this one tebell contains a certificate of home and land ownership..!

I also took one of the home certificates offered. Then take pictures of it sheet by sheet.

A certificate again, and I seem to know the address is “Bun.. This is Kosan Kosan in the upper village right?” My toot.

“Iya..”

“That's Kosan mother?”

“Iya.”

“Where is Kosan bu Irma? I asked sok tau.

Mommy Sekar was silent for a moment. “Ya there.”

“Means?”

“Can I bu IRMA?’

“HAHHH?” Masya Allah's... I was surprised to not expect “REAL MOM WHOSE NAME IS BU IRMA?”

Why never think a little? All this time I know him and always call him with BUNDA SEKAR? OMG OMG OMG!!!.

THE PERSON WHO HAD BEEN IN MY SUBCONSCIOUS MIND TURNED OUT TO BE IN FRONT OF ME, EVEN I had met him often. Never imagined before .

Then I took another certificate. And this one also seems to know the address”

“This is the RUKO that used to make BOUTIK if not wrong?” Much

He nodded

“So who has the Store is also BUNDA?”

He patted while continuing to hold his son nimang.

“Haduhh... Mommy. Make people stress!! I'm curious about the owner, already want the same angry anger that has, because if it's right there close again. Why Close Bun?”

“Males mah, repot!” lightly answer. Huh, it's so anxious.

“Continue now if not wrong so the place of Reflection Massage huh?”

“Yes, that's his prankster. There used to be a reflexology place there, but it's closed. Keep employees who are mostly upper villagers on the idle. They asked his father to open a reflexology. Then a place of reflexology was made for them, people only a week of preparation. Directly road. The employees already exist. “ Story...

I almost gasped for breath to hear the history of his inexhaustible assets.This person has assets where but his lifestyle, appearance, sangaatttt simple.

It doesn't show me he's rich. There was no sign that he was rich. His life is very simple. He did not see any valuables at all. Humble sehumble. Kalem sekalem.

Husband wife is the same. I've only met someone like this. Her husband is a contractor. Whatever project he was holding seemed to turn into gold.

But more than that I see their children are the most special assets. And the relationship of the two husbands and wives seemed so harmonious.more time spent at home, playing with children.

I put the clear folder back on the table. And sit on the chair. What is it that makes this house so peaceful..

And I felt, too, that the true wealth of this married couple was that they DID NOT WANT MUCH.

“Mother.. Where has a home. Goodgood. Why did Mommy choose to stay here anyway?” Tanyaku later.

“This is DELICIOUS, CLOSE TO MASTIJ!”

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Finally, after obtaining the necessary data, I also decided to go home.

“O yes kemaren ke kampung ngga? Where the hell is the village? I stopped on the terrace.

“Malang”

“Aduhh.. I have been to Malang for a long time. The Transportation Museum. Human Body Organ Museum.. has not yet achieved “.

“Many tourist attractions there.”

“When ya.. later tidakanin dong if fit home, I want to stop by home.”

“Mama aja who reported if it fits there, later nginep in my place”

“At home mom?”

“There Guest House family”

“OO YAAAAA???” Not finished? I must rush home, afraid of hangers. Oh God. Why is that so bad of me. I'm really out of words.

I got into the car, started the engine while hissing..

“When yes I AM IN MOTHER STAGE... “

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