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26. SURPRISE FOR OPIK

I took the time to enter Mr. Samsudin's house. I want to see the machine that Mr. Samsudin mentioned. The machine that works to separate the corn kernels and the hump.

Mr. Samsudin's house is large and spacious as well. Just a pity, because this house was made into a kind of warehouse by Mr. Samsudin, the inner area became full of sacks filled with corn, as well as machines.

In the living room there is a machine. The engine shape is pretty big too. Around the machine there are dry corns that still have skin, there is corn skin, there is also corn pipil. The second machine is in the middle room. The third machine I didn't see.

Mr. Samsudin approached the machine stored in the living room.

"Here, it's called a corn sheller and thresher. Its function is to peel the skin of corn and separate the pipil and corn bulb." Mr. Samsudin explained.

"How does it work, sir?" Randi was enthusiastic about paying attention to the body of the machine.

"First the dry corn that still has the skin is put here, then later the corn skin will come out of here. While corn that is already without skin will come out of here. Once it's back in here. The end result, the bun will be out of here, the shell corn is out of here." Mr. Samsudin explained at length how the machine works.

"This machine is quite expensive, but the benefits are extraordinary. Machine work can produce corn pipil up to 2 tons a day." Wow, that's really amazing. Unimaginable if it has to be done traditionally by humans, producing two tons of corn may have to be days, maybe a week or even more. That is the sophistication of a tool created by man. His work ability is truly extraordinary. Exceeding the human power. This kind of machine-puncher is great in my eyes, but even better, it was the man who invented this tool. Surely the person is a smart person, also creative, intelligence has given birth to tools that are so useful, especially for corn farmers.

"Wil, what the hell were you whispering to Mr. Samsudin?" Randi's question reminds me of a plan I have to work on now.

"Come, Ran. We're getting ready, to Bandung now."

"What's? To Bandung? Now?" Ask Randi questions.

"Come on. I'll be clear on the road." I pulled Randi's hand.

"Sir, Wil get ready first." Mr. Samsudin nodded.

"Yes Boss. Later you'll follow, a minute."

Me and Randi rushed to the house. My plan, today after dzuhur we are going to Bandung. To meet Opik.

"Will. Why so suddenly?" Randi was curious.

"Well, the story will be. Now you're ready. After the dzuhur prayer, we leave." Randi according.

Arriving home, me and Randi immediately took a shower. Then change clothes. Each backpack is still carried. All the clean clothes we brought. Randi still does not understand why my plan is this sudden. Let's just say Randi is still confused, later after I explain also he will understand.

"Wil, we'll be here again, won't we?" There was concern in Randi's tone of voice.

"Yes, come here again. It's to Bandung just look at Opik." I explained a little. Randi was rather calm.

"Are you ready, Boss?" Mr. Samsudin checked our readiness.

"Already, Sir. Pray first." Adzan dzuhur. I, Randi, and Mr. Samsudin prepare to pray dzuhur together.

After the prayer, I took my backpack. We're ready to go.

"Don't stay in the band long, Aden. If you're hungry on the road, there's a snack here." Mak Asih gave a plastic bag containing food.

"Come, Mang Jana is ready for the car." Mr. Samsudin pointed at Mang Jana who was ready behind the steering wheel.

"Cool as well we are, Wil. Pack a private car bro. Nice car anyway. Ck ck ck.ga in vain it's got a foster brother." Randi stepped up proudly. He walked ahead of me. Towards the white Fortuner car. The White is alive, ready to take us.

"Wil can borrow this car for how long, sir?" I'm asking Mr. Samsudin for permission.

"This wallet's got Acep's boss. There's money in it. Use it for any purpose as Boss Acep wishes. There is also an ATM card inside. When the cash runs out, just take it at the ATM. The ATM pin..." Mr. Samsudin whispers 6-digit ATM pins.

"If you forget later chat father only. no father already in HP Boss Acep."

"Yes, sir, thank you."

"We're saying yes, sir. Maks. Please pray for it." We kissed our hands on both of our kind parents. They let us off with a do'a.

"Come, Mang."

"Yes, Boss. Straight to Bandung, Boss?"

"Yes, Mang. Long Leuwi Terminal." Our car drove, I can't wait to see Opik and Abang warung.

This trip was so different. If previously Randi always asked to sit near the car glass window, this time Randi did not choose a sitting position. He opened the front door of the car and allowed me in his style to sit next to the driver. After that, Randi entered the car and sat behind the driver. He sat down for a while, sometimes near the left windshield, sometimes on the right. Funny to see Randi's behavior.

Mang Jana herself focused on driving. Mang Jana style driving makes us calm. Although the car occasionally travels at high speeds, the balance of the car remains stable. Mang Jana is good at raising or lowering little by little speed without feeling. Usually if the car rate is stable like this, Randi will easily fall asleep. Thisno. It seems like Randi is deliberately curbing sleepiness. He did not want to miss the sensation of riding a private car while being escorted by a driver. The car is good.

"Wil, let's say dong wants a story. Why and why do we visit Opik?" Randi can't wait for my explanation.

"First I missed seeing Opik. Second, I want to share with Opik. Our time is good this way, Opik we are not happy too? Opik is part of our struggle."

"So you mean?" Randi still wants a more detailed explanation.

"I mean, I want to take Opik to stay in Leuwi Goong."

"Well! What does Opik want, Wil?"

"I'm sure he wants to, Ran. From yesterday, Opik really wants to come with us."

"O yes, yes."

The journey is smooth. Jammed only briefly on the road around PT Tekstil, I saw factory workers coming home, so a lot of people. Traffic was blocked for a few minutes.

We got to my brother's shop before we went to Asar time. I see Opik and brother are busy serving buyers.

Me and Randi deliberately did not go down directly, we wanted to give a surprise to Opik.

'Tin. tiiinn...' I asked Mang Jana to honk the car horn over and over again. Yep. Succeeds. Opik Looking towards the car. I then told Mang Jana to wave a hand calling for an opic. Opik saw, asked permission brother, then approached us.

"Order a hot coffee, De. Three. No old use." Mang Jana who said that, I still pretended to look ahead.

"Ready, Om." Opik quickly reverses, will make an order. I then said,

"Eit eit first, that one uses milk."

"Ready..." Opik was silent for a moment. Stupefied. He recognized my voice, but I saw he was hesitant.

"I'm the same, milk coffee." Randi is now the voice. Opik is confused. Opik quietly glanced at me, with a little tiptoe.

"Kakaaka.... This is brother, right? Brother Wildan. Brother.. brother. It's a baguuss car ride..." Opik screaming. He ran to tell my brother, then ran towards us again. Opik prancing. Eyes sparkling.