President Cilok
10 Astarghfirullah

Like a small boat floating in the ocean. Wanting to give up but afraid to die, keep fighting but the heart wants to give up.

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At dawn, with all the daily routines. Unlike usual Damar will soon move from the bed, he was reluctant as if someone was holding his body to move.

Danum who had woken up first also looked at the condition of the brother who is not usually he will wake up when listening to I see dawn.

“Mas Damar!” yang Danum woke up his brother who did not open his eyes.

Danum examined Damar's forehead, his body temperature hot, accompanied by shivering. Danum panic, “Astaghfirlah, Mas Her body mastic is hot.”

The teenager who was still wearing the holster immediately ran out of the room, and looked for the whereabouts of his mother. He waited for a moment, because the mother was performing dawn prayers.

Then Danum walked to the kitchen, and took the container in the kitchen cupboard and walked to the table and opened the hot water flask, then filled the container he took with hot water, then added a little cold water.

Walking in a hurry, until he hit his mother who had just entered the kitchen room, the water brought by Danum was spilled on the kitchen floor. “Astaghfirlah, Japan. If road mbok yo carefully.” Said Mother.

“Sorry Mom, sorry. I—itu Mas Damar Bu,” Danum said, stuttered.

“Your problem why?” asked the Holy Mother, who also felt panic hearing her youngest child speak stuttered.

“Mas Damar is sick Bu,” Danum said.

Stunned by Danum's words, Mother immediately turned around and walked towards her son's second room. Because the house he lived in only had two rooms.

Holy Mother also sat on the edge of the wooden bed, with a thin foam mattress. Checking the condition of his eldest son,

“Yes Allah, your body is hot Nang, you have a fever.” said the Holy Mother, and turned to look at Danum who was also sitting on the edge of the bed beside Damar who still closed his eyes while shivering.

“Danum, please get warm water to compress your Mas,” mother's pinta, on Danum.

Danum nodded and went to the kitchen, preparing a container that he had used to refill with warm water. Then go back to the room, and open the wardrobe and take a small towel to compress Damar's forehead.

Mom compresses Damar, then moves on. “Please compress Mas mu Nang, I want to make porridge,” pinta Ibu.

“Iya Bu.” Sahut Danum, Holy Mother also moved and walked to the kitchen.

Danum still faithfully stomped his brother's arm, staring at the nanar backbone of the family that replaced the late Mr. Gusli. Although almost every day there is always a debate between the two. But it is undeniable that Danum is very sad if something that does not want to happen to the Brother.

“Mas, mop healed Mas Damar, don't make your handsome sister worried.” Seloroh Danum's.

Damar was still shivering, and hallucinating. That Danum's hand was Ratna, Damar rubbed Danum's hand that was twitching his arm.

Danum was astonished by the attitude of his brother. He also put Damar's hand on the stomach of Damar covered with t-shirts and blankets. But again Damar lowered his hand, and again held Danum's hand while rubbing it gently.

Making Danum uncomfortable and amused, he put Damar's hand on his stomach again. And it happened over and over again, now Damar opened his eyes and it was as if Danum had turned into a girl he loved.

Damar saw as if Danum was smiling in a knot towards Damar who was hallucinating that he thought his sister was Ratna. Another with Damar's delusion.

Danum actually felt amused about his brother's attitude. Slowly Damar's hand was raised and was about to rub Danum's cheek, but was immediately struck by Danum's hand.

“Ra—tna..” lirih Damar muttered.

“Mbak Ratna is dead!” chirps Danum.

It was as if Danum's voice was forcibly pulling him away from a sense of shame, which assumed Danum was Ratna. Damar opened his eyes wide.

“Magnum!” he exclaimed Damar, rounding his eyes to look at Danum who was upset about his brother's behavior. He was like a madman, he thought.

“I'm not Mrs Ratna to yo, I'm your sister Danum Mahesa, the most handsome guy in the whole family!” babble Danum.

“Don't swear people's lives Magnum!” suhut Damar with a weak voice.

Danum pursed his lips, and licked in annoyance. “Ck. I did not swear, I was upset with him Mas, Mas Damar why not break up with him? There are no other girls in Jogja besides Mbak Ratna?” cecar Danum with various questions.

Damar was silent, he refused to respond. Damar preferred to close his eyes again. Seeing his brother's indifferent attitude, made Danum cluck in regret.

“In omongi ngene yo (told gini yah) Later if hurt, continue to hang yourself. Don't be a ghost! Watch out later.” umpat Danum.

The Holy Mother who had just finished making porridge for Damar frowned, hearing the babbling of her youngest son, while Damar still closed his eyes.

“Le good, who are you talking to?” holy Ma'am asked, carrying a bowl of white porridge.

“This is Mas Damar, ngaco! Danum time again talking so that Mbak Ratna even totally indifferent Bu!” kesal Danum's.

Holy Mother gave a smile, and sat on the edge of the bed. “Actually who is ngaco?”

“Mar, Damar ayok wake up Nak, eat porridge first later just take medicine,” said Holy Ma'am, trying to wake Damar.

Damar opened his eyes, and saw Danum's sweet face. While Danum breezed out of the room, “Mending I feed my chickens, hehh.”

Damar also moved from the bed, and leaned on the back of the bed. When Mom was about to feed the porridge, Damar said “The room can eat itself Bu.”

After it was over, she gave paracetamol to Damar. “Still Bu.” Damar said after eating porridge made by his mother also took the medicine given by him.

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The morning sun is rising, circling the Earth's rotation. The bias of the dawn light split between the leafy leaves. A pinch of flowers bloomed on the grounds of a very simple house.

Inhaling the wet dew filled his lungs with morning air. “Good morning optimistic souls, the difficulties faced today will help you succeed in the future.” muttered Damar, on the terrace of his house.

Once in a better sense, Damar will trade cilok as usual, with three colleagues. Usually Damar called Kang Karso, Kang Didit and Mang Jamal. The three people were older than him, but Damar did not think he was his superior at all.

“I leave first Mas Damar, Kang Didit Mang Jamal,” said Kang Karso saying goodbye.

Kang Didit, Mang Jamal and Damar also nodded, “Iya Kang, hopefully out of sales,” said Mang Jamal.

“Amin.” Kang Karso said, and pushed the cilok cart.

“Be careful Kang.” Damar.

“Iya.” Shouted Kang Karso who had walked further and further.

Followed by Kang Didit and Mang Jamal, “We also leave Mas Damar, ” said Mang Jamal.

“Iya, Mang Jamal.” Answer Damar.

The two men who were in their forties left the yard of Damar's house. Holy Ma'am came out of the house, and saw Damar who was preparing to sell a lick.

“Damar, you are sure you are healthy son, rest first, later if you have completely healed new sales again.” Said the Holy Mother who was already standing on the porch of the house.

Damar who was wiping his cilok cart also turned to his mother, “Damar is already healthy Mom, anyways if you just stay at home will only make Damar become more sluggish,” said Damar.

“Pancen fencing lan stubborn boy iki (Indeed hard and stubborn this child)” grumbled Sacred Bu.

Damar just chuckles amusedly, “Kan stubborn Damar down the nature of Mr, hehe.” reply Damar.

Holy Ma'am also helped prepare the needs of his son to sell. Also preparing Danum needs, Danum,

“Bu, Danum depart first, pray Danum so that the sale ludes sold,” said Danum.

“Amin, God willing Son, may God grant the prayers of the children of Soleh Mother,” reply Holy Mother.

Danum turned to look at Damar who was standing next to him. “Mas Damar sure it's healed?” danum asked to confirm that his brother had completely recovered from his fever.

“Alhamdulillah, Num. Thank you for worrying about the situation of your Mas,” replied Damar.

“And I am Soleh's sister, so must always pray for the healing and safety of my Mas,” said Danum, then turned to look at Holy Mother who was staring at her two sons with a shady gaze.

Danum also experienced the hand of the Holy Mother, and put it on her forehead. “Damar pampit Bu,” says Danum.

“Yes, be careful Nak.” The Holy Mother replied, gently rubbing the head of her youngest son.

After Danum, it's Damar's turn.

“Damar is also Bu,” said Damar, then shook his mother's hand.

“Be careful. If it fits on the road you still feel sick, better go home directly yes Nang.” Said Holy Ma.

Damar was nodding OFF,’nya,

“Iya Bu.”

Damar and Danum also walked, pushing the cilok cart. Both are equally peddling merchandise hoping to meet the needs of everyday life. While Danum, he was more focused on saving to be able to continue his education, in order to ease the burden that was carried by his brother. If, he wants to be a child and sister who can boast of his Brother and Mother.

In front of the alley to the highway, Danum and Damar separated.

“Dah Mas Damar,” Exclamation Danum.

Damar developed both corners of his lips, “Be careful.” Reply Damar, and get a nod from Danum.

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The weather can not be predicted only with the naked eye, when the morning weather is still bright. But when the day is cloudy to ashes covering the heat of the sun. Now the black cloud jumps on the mega that is dim cloudy.

Damar was walking down the street and looking for a place to shelter because the rain drops increasingly heavy. Moisten all whatever is exposed to the rain, and inundate the hollow streets.

Damar's sight fell on a bus stop, he hurriedly pushed his cilok cart towards the bus stop 15 meters from where he was standing. However, a car speeding like accidentally passing in a puddle makes Damar and his wagon soaked.

Damar looked back, saw a car that was getting farther and made his entire body dirty because it was exposed to splashes of water from a pool of tanned streets.

“Astaghfirlah!” exclaim Damar.

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