President Cilok
134 Season 2; Cilor cast
“I remember, after all it's still seven. While it went nine o'clock, then why are you here?” ask Damar annoyed. Because his romantic momentum is damaged by the arrival of his sister who always makes a rowdy.
Danum reminded Damar not without cause and effect. Due to an accident that hit hard on his sister's head, it caused a tendency to lose most of Damar's memories.
“Uhm... I was going to Angga's house to take a school notebook, yes all of you stopped by the house. I don't know Mas Damar anymore! Hehe...” is clear Danum crengengesan, reflex scratching the nape of the neck, about the reason why he suddenly came to this legendary house. “Lagian why the door is not in the key anyway Mas, but nih well I have greetings from outside, but there is no sahutan from Mbak Wulan or Mas Damar, yes I have just entered.”
“Kok I can not know about the plan to go to the temple, do you want any ritual?” wulan said grabbing the chat Brothers in front of him.
Damar and Danum were surprised by the words of the woman who was wearing a dater batik floral motif and rikma style that was pinned up; Ritual?!”
“Hah, meaning ritual?” asked Damar, he stopped his activity making a round dough.
Wulan also stopped his activities, and focused on staring at Damar, “Ya ritual, I had read articles about the sign in the temple, worship continued to mediate and get knowledge, or so that the trade can be done, I never read articles about the temple, keep coming home with a bundle of some kind of stone or some kind of mystical-smelling stuff, so!” obviously Wulan, looked at Damar and turned to look at Danum, “Soften at the end of the midnight flower bath, rich song title feeling, hehe.” he continued chuckling alone, hehe, imagine the song ever popularized by Caca Handika.
Damar is not out of thought, with the words of the wife who can still trust articles or news such as lad/shamanism. “Nauzubillah, Nawulku. Yes definitely different oruh, which again you talk maybe about shamanism?”
“Yes Allah, Ma'am. What is the same as Wulan? Why read the news so, there is no other news?” seloroh Danum, surprised by the article described by Wulan.
“And the best sustenance we get that comes from the pleasure of Allah, Ma'am. Especially soon want to enter the fasting month.” continued Danum again, shuddering in horror when he heard things like occult science commonly used by rogue traders. Just to make sense, so that the trade sells and sold out.
Wulan got the gaze of both men of different ages, felt himself intimidated by his words and tried to defend himself, “Ya keep why we go to the temple? Kan said that to the temple is identical as ascetic, and not far away also like about sciences like laden,”
“Tuh, ask the same Mas Damar, he who yesterday took a vacation.” sahut Danum, pointed Damar with his chin, “Indeed Mas Damar did not tell Mbak Wulan, if today we go on holiday?”
Damar smiled considering how ferocious his fight last night with Wulan, because he was only allowed to break his fast, after consulting with the obstetrician who previously advised Damar to fast first, he said, to restore the condition of Wulan who had experienced bleeding. Until he forgot to tell Wulan that today he will take the wife for a walk to enjoy the weekend.
“Yah want a vacation, while enjoying the view of the universe Creation of God, and re-remembered history, so that the younger generation does not forget. If we live to have a symbolic value of history,” explained Damar, breaking Wulan's assumption about the Temple.
“Even though it was named Ratu Boko Temple, this site actually does not have to be called as a whole temple because it is the ruins of a palace or palace. Therefore, Ratu Boko Temple is sometimes also known as Ratu Boko Palace. I see! Usually we just walk in the square and around here, want to be different, so.” said Damar again, staring at the face of his wife who looks mangosteen.
Wulan mangosteen, “Bareng who else went,” asked Wulan, while making a small round dough as big as salak seeds.
“Everyone, Mom, Grandma Same Grandpa.” replied Danum. While wearing plastic gloves, and take the cilok dough in the basin. “Why Mas Damar make cilok at home, do you want to sell again using a cart, Mas?”
“No,” replied Damar.
“Terus?” ask Danum.
“Nih, mamil again cravings, ask to be made in cilok. He said the pegs made in different factories are the same as those made by hand,” explained Damar, looking at Wulan from the side.
“Ya is very different. What makes you feel really good, let alone seasoning your artificial beans, behhh burst in the mouth, very tasty,” said Wulan exclaimed in excitement, while giving his thumbs up.
“If it's good why did you eat it a little?” tanya Damar, along with her chin that goes up and down, “I still remember, when the night time fits again sleep soundly, you wake up and ask to be made a peek, eh pas ciloknya mateng, and, not in eating. Taunya you just want to see me make a peek,” he concluded, in recalling the moments of his sleep must be awake because of the temptation and whining Wulan at night.
Wulan chuckles gaje, “Hehe.. out of Kang Cimar if you make a peek, look cool abis,”.
Ah yeah, cool! Always can indeed women crave this one looking for reasons of its potent nature. Damar smiled wryly, clutching his wife's hands patiently and faithfully accompanied his worst moments of chemotherapy after the accident; no matter how good or bad my life was, because I'm still awake and I'm so grateful, that I can see and have you, Nawulku.’
Danum rambles on him, astonished. “Incool from where? Did it explode that way, Ma'am?” tanya Danum shrugged her shoulders, “A mediocre feeling!”
Damar turned to look at Danum, as usual he threw a circle of batter cilok directing to his nosy sister, “So after I went through the business cilok.” Damar hung his words because he forgot how long he had been selling.
“Seven years, Darling.” sahut Wulan reminded. Often Damar is difficult to remember, it is always an internal memory so that her husband remembers slowly.
“Well yes, for seven years, you still doubted your brother's ability, Num?” continue Damar again.
“Sepi ing thank you, rame ing gawe, banter tan mblancangi, dhuwur tan nungkuli.” [Working hard and zealous selflessly, quickly without having to precede, high without having to exceed. ] reply Damar, in remembering the pieces of his struggle first. Hopefully, the struggle must always be remembered to always be grateful for the slightest thing that can be obtained.
Check it out if the Brother' has started with a wise discussion about life and struggle. As a result, Danum can only smile and nod, “Nggih [Yes] Mas, I understand, if we can not forget the struggle we have been through.”
“Well that's tau!” reply Damar.
“You still sell cilor, Num?” ask Wulan.
Danum nodded, “Still,” he indeed prefers to open his own business. That is, cilor sales. Alias Aci telor's..
“Why don't you help me, Num?” ask Wulan again, surprised by the way his sister-in-law who prefers to sell cilor in addition to being a student Danum also peddled cilor merchandise with carts and motorcycles.
“Nehi!” Danum flicked his index finger.
“Boiled, cocky!” chirp Damar, rejecting his sister's refusal.
“Yo yoi, Danum Mahesa also want to be successful because of my own efforts, and it could be that I will become a cilor! Alias Aci and telor..cool tho, cool.” always, along with his eyebrows that go up and down.
“Iya, yes. Tau, if a Danum Mahesa always wants to be able to compete with his brother. Namely, Damar Mangkulangit!” damar won't lose.
Wulan was reluctant to listen to the always conflicting debate between the two brothers and sisters, she then moved, “Then I want to take a shower first,”
“Udah dare shower Mbak?” asked Danum who saw Wulan rising from her seat.
Wulan turned to Danum, her forehead wrinkled, “Absolutely I'm a cat afraid of water!”
Well...misconceived right, can this grubby mah! “Not so Ma'am...,” Danum seems to have to rectify his words, he realized the emotional change of his sister-in-law since pregnancy, less annoying! And more impressed fussy.
“As far as you mean, I rarely take a shower huh? My body smells of vinegar-rich wry?” wulan said with all her prejudices.
Danum wagged his hand, “I-iya... uh how, meaning bu-not..” stuttered in explaining the meaning of his words.
“Kang Cimar, look at the Magnum, he said I stink, I wry..” whine Wulan, pointed at Danum.
Damar stared lazily at his sister who began to speak up to his wife's fussy appetite. “Danum, you can diem?”
Danum just shook his head
Wulan looked increasingly upset, his intention to take a bath he paled. She felt that her argument with Danum had to be resolved.. “Danum, here's well let me explain!” he glared at Danum, “I was bathing, even though I did not use fragrant soap. Understand!”
Danum nodded quickly, “I-iya Mbak,” presumably he should think of a way to not be provoked further debate with Wulan. He then moved and took off his plastic gloves and waltzed off to the living room to turn on the song from the MP player.
Uncle Jink's reggae music is also playing..
Damar can only observe if it is like this, then complete its activity in making a peek. He also looked at his wife, “Udah there shower, and get ready, this let me clean.” he said while cleaning the basin.
Wulan nodded, and moved from her seat. Before leaving, he kissed Damar's forehead making the owner flinch and develop his smile.
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