LOVE BLOWS FROM REUNION
Episode 4: JOGJA, WE ARE COMING

    Yogyakarta City has always had a magnet for tourists. Starting from the historical buildings of Hind-Buda period, the Kingdom of Mataram and the relics of the Dutch colonial era. Not to mention the enchanting natural attractions, ranging from the nature of the mountains, hills to the beauty of the South Sea coast. Same with his cultural tour. Starting from the typical dance of the Ramayana Sendratari, ketoprak, wayang kulit, wayang orang, to classical dances typical of the palace. The specificity of traditional art values is an attraction that does not exist anywhere else. Beautiful batik art in every corner of the city, pottery art, fine art from the painters, even the crowds of street singers along Malioboro Street. Everything is beautiful, everything is exciting, everything is amazing. Of course people will be happy to travel to Jogja. Let alone domestic tourists, even tourists from foreign countries, they say they have not been to Indonesia if they have not seen Jogja. That is why, then Jogja City got the nickname as a tourist city.

    In addition to the title as a tourist city, Jogja is also called the Student City. Students from all over the country, coloring the diversity of Jogja City. Starting from Sabang to Merauke, there are all in Jogja. They are demanding knowledge, seeking knowledge, learning to build the country. No wonder if every corner of Jogja City stands magnificent buildings college buildings. And of course, the center of the invasion of children in Indonesia is the University of Gajah Mada. Yes, UGM is indeed the best university in Indonesia, so it is natural that smart children from all regions of the archipelago want to attend UGM.

    Garuda aircraft landing at Yogyakarta International Airport, Kulon Progo. The airport is a very large international airport, with very modern facilities, and can be used to land large aircraft. Not only national flights, but also international flights from countries around the world. Of course this is a pride for the Indonesian people, and especially for the people of Yogyakarta. This will certainly affect the economic improvement of the community.

    Husband and wife Rini and Hamdan get off the plane through the garage to the baggage claim room. Walking through the exit room, their eyes were treated to the beautiful architecture of a magnificent and very modern building, to get to the baggage claim. Shortly after waiting for a suitcase of clothing to come out of the baggage claim, Hamdan headed for the taxi booking booth, near the exit.

    "Monggo, Mr .... Please .... Can we help you, sir?" greet the girl guard the booth with a typical Javanese accent, the clothes worn are also traditional Javanese clothing. Speak a word that is compatible with the softness of his face.

    "We're going to the Grand hotel." replied Hamdan.

    "Three hundred and thirty-five thousand rupiah, Father. Rise innova." said the keeper of the booth.

    Hamdan reached into the bag, took the wallet, gave Rp 350,000,-, "This, Ma'am" Hamdan said, giving the money.

    The girl wrote a receipt, then gave a receipt and change of Rp 15,000,- to Hamdan, "This, sir .... Wait a minute, the driver's gonna be here to pick you up."

    "Yes, thank you, this is the change for Ma'am" said Hamdan received a receipt while giving the girl another change.

    "Sorry, Father, this is a change for you. We can't accept anything from the customer" the girl said, refusing Hamdan's handover. Usually Hamdan always gives the rest of the payment as tips. But in London, the seller refused it. Yes, building good character values.

    Not long after the hired car driver arrived. Lifting the suitcase and taking the customer to the taxi parking lot. Hamdan and Rini get into a black Toyota Inova. Even for a taxi, the car was very well maintained. Engine's smooth. Smells fragrant. The driver is also good. Comfortable, comfortable and not felt. Indeed at Yogyakarta International Airport, there are many types of cars used for rentals. Although the name is a taxi, but the type of car is different. There are regular taxis with light blue sedan cars, but also many taxis that use large cars and luxury cars. There are even car rentals that can be chartered daily.

    The distance between Yogyakarta International Airport and Jogja City itself is about forty-three kilometers. It is far west of the city of Jogja. Travel time by car can be reached about an hour. Hamdan and Rini look right left of the road. Many of the fields have been turned into buildings. Yes, Kulon Progo is indeed experiencing rapid progress. After the construction of the International Airport in Kulon Progo, many investors invested in it. On the left right of the road there are many restaurants and shops that sell souvenirs typical of Jogja, such as meplak, bakpia, fried peeps and various traditional foods that do not exist elsewhere.

    "The driver, if for example we stop by to eat first, can we not?" ask Hamdan to the driver.

    "Can, sir ..., monggo please." replied the driver.

    "Then, please stop at the sate balibul stall, yes" Hamdan said.

    "Good, Sir. Ready ..." replied the driver.

    Before long, the airport taxi driver turned his car into the parking lot of the Sate Balibul Wates restaurant. The page is quite large and neatly arranged. Likewise, the restaurant, although made of wood typical joglo house, but looks neat and attractive. Balibul young goat satay means a goat under five months, aka cempe. Yes, sellers of sate balibul are very easy to find along the Kulon Progo highway. But this taxi driver prefers to go to the restaurant Sate Balibul Wates. In addition to a large parking lot, the room is clean, the satellite is also soft.

    "Here, Father?" ask the taxi driver.

    "Yes. The driver came down, ate it." said Hamdan.

    "Damn, Father. Maturnuwun." replied the driver with the logat Jogja.

    The driver opened the car door, honoring his guest to get out of the car. Rini and Hamdan got out of the car, then headed to the reservation.

    "Mbak, I order one serving satay, one tongseng, one middleman and one serving rib soup. Rice one and a half." Hamdan ordered food for himself and his wife.

    "Yes, Mr. ..., what's the drink, huh?" replied the guard.

    "I'm a warm orange. What's your drink?" said Hamdan who also offered his wife.

    "I'm a young coconut, Pah." said Rini.

    "How young is one without sugar" Hamdan told the shopkeeper.

    "Yes, Father. Thanks, we'll be ready soon." replied the shopkeeper.

    "Eh, wait ..., Mas ..., Mas, what would you like to eat? Please message. Don't worry" Hamdan told the driver.

    "Damn, Father. Maturnuwun." replied the driver, who then ordered satay to the seller.

    Hamdan and Rini enjoy the food served on his desk. Yes, it tastes good, is tender and feels the spice. Very scrumptious. Everything served is finished. Meanwhile, the driver ate satay at his own desk, a little away from his passengers.

    After eating, the car returned to the city of Jogja. Slowly. Very sluggish. The city is jammed. It is usual, the number of tourists who come to Jogja certainly adds to the density of vehicles on the streets along the city of Jogja. Especially the road to the tourist attraction. Especially the Nataru holiday. The end of the year Jogja City is filled with visitors who will watch the new year celebration.

    As always, the year-end holidays, Jogja City must be crowded. The hotel is full. Starting from seven-star hotels to small lodging houses. Many residents even provide their homes for homestays. Not bad, get income from the insiders. What matters is that there is a bed. There are even young people who want to save costs, roll out rubber carpets along Malioboro street and square, just to close their eyes. Likewise with tourist attractions. All full of visitors. Though the name Jogja, all places, every corner of the city, is a tourist attraction. Anything becomes a spectacle for tourists. Well, that's Yogyakarta, the city that gets the nickname Tourism City.

    Kijang Inova reveals the density of city streets in Yogyakarta. Slowly, but surely. The driver has memorized the streets in Jogja. So he tried to find the fastest way, his car was missed to the streets of the village is rather narrow. Ordinary, to avoid traffic. Drivers who understand the way of rats, will get to the destination faster, when compared to drivers who have never or have just crossed the streets of Jogja. For sure he will follow the big road, which jams it can be for hours.

    "Excuse me, sir." replied the driver with a Jogja accent.

    "Want to memorize the village path." continued Hamdan.

    "Excuse me, sir." replied the driver again.

    "If for example we ask you to take a walk around Jogja, can you?" Rini asked.

    "I'm sorry, ma'am .., we didn't dare. It has its own organization. In Jogja should not play serobot, ma'am." replied the driver.

    "Oooo ...." Disappointed rini.

    "Later if it has reached the hotel, Mr and Mother if you want to go for a walk can order a car charter from the hotel. There's a club of his own, ma'am" said the driver.

    "Well, good then. No srobotan." said Hamdan.

    "Really, Sir. Share fortune. In Jogja there are also paguyuban pedicab and artisan andong kok, sir." added the driver.

    "Waaah .., cool dong." said Rini.

    "If you want to enjoy the beauty of the city, you can ride around andong. But if just places that are close, just ride the rickshaw. Cheap." obviously the driver.

    "Yes, Mas. Later that night I want to try to go for a walk on a rickshaw." said Rini.

    "But if you want to travel to tourist attractions that are a bit far away, such as to Gunung Kidul, Borobudur, or Prambanan, mendingan car charter. Full day, for car rental, gasoline and driver at most seven hundred and fifty thousand." explained the driver again.

    "Waaah .., really cheap, Mas" said Hamdan who was astonished by the rent. Unlike Jakarta, it is expensive and often cheated.

    The taxi driver turned his car into a large building, a very magnificent building. The Grand Hotel Yogyakarta. The car stopped on the terrace of the hotel, "It's here, sir, Mom. It's the hotel" said the driver, who opened the passenger door, unloading Hamdan's luggage.

    "Thank you, Mom, for driving us. This is for extra time to drop off." Hamdan thanked and gave money tips to the driver. Understandably, had to stop eating, of course it adds time to be taken into account. Such trivial matters, Hamdan was unwilling to harm others. Because in his philosophy of life, if he harms others, then one day he will also be harmed by others as well.

    "Matursembahnuwun, Sir .... Maturnuwun, ma'am .." said the driver while bowing his body, a sign of respect for people who have given fortune. That is the manners of the Jogja people, who still uphold the customary traditions of the eastern.

    Then, at the hotel entrance, a hotel employee dressed in custom clothing helped carry a suitcase, driving Hamdan and Rini to the hotel receptionist. Hamdan opened HP, then showed a screenshot of hotel reservations that had been ordered by Ms. Sarah, his secretary.  Hotel employees look at a computer screen, looking for booking data.

    "Father and Mother Hamdan .... Wilujeng Rawuh in Jogja City ....This is the key to his room, please will be assisted by our employees later" said the receptionist's official to give a speech.

    "Thank you, Ma'am .... If you may know, is it true that this hotel has plans for a high school reunion?" ask Hamdan.

    "Right Dad, the show's tomorrow night. Do you and Mom want to join the reunion tomorrow?" ask the officer.

    "Rubber. We both came early on purpose. Later at night want to go for a walk first." said Rini.

    "Oh, I'm sorry, Mr., Mother .., then my Father and Mother put into the financial administration of the reunion committee." continued the employee.

    "No need, Ma'am. Let us pay for it ourselves. If allowed we will add the deposit of the reunion committee." said Hamdan.

    "By, Father. Later we will enter the committee deposit." continued the hotel employee.

    "This is my credit card. Please to put in a deposit of ten million" said Hamdan who gave his credit card.

    "Well, sir" said the official, who then transferred the ten million credit to the reunion committee deposit, "Already, Mr .... Maturnuwun." so he said while handing back his customer's credit card, while holding his hands together in the chest, a sign of respect.

    Then the male employee who was wearing traditional clothes earlier, complete with blangkon, brought Hamdan's suitcase bag, "Let's Mr. Mother, we show you his room." he said.

    After a while in - out the elevator, arrive at the intended room. "This is his room, Father, Mother .... Please rest." said the officer who delivered it.

    Hamdan and Rini went straight into the room. Both of them immediately lay their bodies on the bed. Accomplishment after more than three hours of sitting continues.

    "Jogja ..., we dataaaang ...!" so shouted Rini who felt happy and happy.

    Hamdan, Rini's husband is indeed very kind and affectionate to him.

    "Thank you, Pah ..." said Rini who kissed her husband immediately.