President Cilok
21 Cilok

Men move faster, but women are better at healing their hearts than men. According to research from Binghamton University, men are said to be able to move on faster, but the heartache experienced is still not treated perfectly.

Perhaps that is what Damar is experiencing. Despite being ordinary, it was as if nothing happened. In fact, now he is trying to forget the figure of Ratna in his memory.

A year is not a short time to be romantically with a girl who has been willing to abandon her heart. It takes time to forget all the memories.

Although Damar was relieved, he had already vented all his anger that was residing in the chest in front of Ratna and also Opik last night.

But all the feelings that burst in his heart, did not make Damar slumped, he also had a busier bustle than most people.

As usual Damar peddling his cilok merchandise, he was down the streets were quite quiet. The heat of the sun was so hot, he always wore long sleeves to dispel the sunlight that could have scorched his skin, also in addition to wearing a mask to cover the swelling on his upper lip.

It is not a matter of him afraid of blackened skin, but Damar wants to be more neatly dressed when selling, so that buyers do not feel uncomfortable. Often he heard the mothers complaining about the merchants who dressed in kumel.

From there Damar learned, that he must wear neat clothes. Even though he was just a cilok trader.

When he was about to cross the road, Damar was surprised by someone riding a motorcycle that was traveling at high speed and carelessly, grazing his cilok cart and instantly.

BRACKET

His cilok cart crashed and all the ciloknya fell scattered on the streets with the sauce. Also bottles of topping lilok, sauce, soy sauce, fine chili and also peanut seasoning.

"Astaghfirullah,” exclaimed Damar.

Not feeling guilty, the biker went straight kale without caring about the state of Damar and gas.

"And all the people!” people shouted to see the motorcyclist who ran away.

"Woy stop! Basic kancil! Responsibility!” shouted a traveling ice merchant to the runaway impactor.

Passers-by also helped Damar, "Sabar ya Mas,” said one of the people who helped him pick up the falling boiler pan and dents.

Damar is not possible to pick up the dirty lilok, he just cleaned the bottles of seasoning, as well as the saucepan.

"Please Mas, Ma'am.” said Damar thanking the people who have helped him.

"Together, next time be more careful well Mas,” replied someone who helped him.

The crowd who helped Damar disperse, Damar had pushed back his wagon which had suffered a little damage to the front. "Hemmm, this needs to be fixed." murmured Damar.

Inside the sedan that stopped, two people were looking at the young man who was pushing his wagon, They were watching Damar.

"Are we samperin only Kir," asked his men to the superior.

Bokir turned to the friend sitting in the steering wheel, "Bego, if we samperin him now, he will suspect Jojon!”

"But I'm sorry about the guy, who is he really? why do you give orders for us to keep an eye on him,” asked Jojon who did not know the vision mission to keep an eye on Damar, his eyes still focused on looking at Damar across the street.

"Master has not given further comment, we are only given an order for the young man to plug it Jon,” said Bokir, who are upset about Jojon's more dominant nature pity staring at people who are in pain.

"Ih, what a plug! Cilok Bokir, Cilok!” jojon exclaimed, confirming Bokir's speech.

"Yes-yes. My tongue just slipped!” chirps Bokir.

"Well, use a slip-up event, just say you're not good at talking!” jojon Cibir

Bokir glanced at Jojon with a look like he wanted to swallow, "Jasuke!”

"What is Jasuke?" jojon did not understand the term Bokir used.

"Akh Lo gaptek really, rich Romusa! Jasuke noah! Don't like kepo!”obviously Bokir, who better understands the meaning of slang abbreviations.

The man was fat but a very weak mind was frowning, "What is it? Continue Romusa? New widow Kir?”

Bokir's clapping Jojon's forehead, PLAQUE!

"Gusti, slow is very no thought, Napa I can wrongly recruit new members anyway? Why would Wulan use the show to come to the moon! Udah so use cramp event again stomach.” upset Bokir, with the power of his new colleagues who were assigned to spy Damar.

Bad at Jojon's babble, Bokir tells Jojon to start the engine and then follow Damar, "Jon Street, the road. Ntuh the man who traded the plug was far away already!” titah Bokir's.

With sprightly, Jojon also obeyed the orders of Bokir, the superior.

Still with the steering wheel of the car to follow Damar slowly, Jojon's babble again made Bokir's eardrum clogged.

"But I pity e, look at him so. Udah push the cart plus hit and run e,” said Jojon, with Javanese dialect medok.

"Udah bye, diem bae you. Noisy, mending me ama wulan, cepet cured by women!” gerutu Bokir, he prefers to serve with a spy colleague named Nawang Wulan.

"Leh what! He's super duper cold, rich in polar ice. Women's time is not a little smile," said Jojon, sneering at Wulan's attitude.

Bokir does not heed Jojon's remarks, he only glances at Jojon cynically. "The body of the doang bongsor, but the rich mind knows round. Empty springing!” his gerrick.

At first glance Jojon heard the babble Bokir also likened the chirp when traders know round about. "Know round in fry impromptu five hundreds. Mak nyusss!”

Very upset about Jojon's behavior, Bokir also took the black duct tape in the car drawer then tore the duct tape and smother Jojon's mouth, Jojon also groaned hysterically, "Emmm.... Mm mm... Mmmm!”

"Diem!” hardik Bokir, a moment later Jojon shut up and refocused his drive.

Until Damar in front of his house, he immediately went into the house and looked for equipment to fix his cilok cart.

In an event like this. Damar can only stroke the chest, he is still grateful that the remaining pegs are only a little although in the end wasted.

"O Allah, if You do not spare me whom else I depend upon.” murmured Damar, with all his faint heart.

This life sometimes makes him want to give up, he just keeps trying like a rock. Which looks sturdy but is actually fragile hit by the waves.

Mbok Mur who just arrived at the house of Damar also saw Damar was fixing his cilok cart, then asked, "Mas Damar, why the ciloknya cart?”

Damar turned his face, looking at Mbok Mur, his neighbor who helps him every day make a peek. "This is Mbok, it fell. Keep muggling in front of him,” replied Damar.

"Kok iso ngunu toh Mas Damar? (Kok could be Mas Damar) asked Mbok Mur.

"Yes the name is also on the road, sometimes like to meet reckless motorcyclists,” said Damar.

"Keep the biker is not responsible?"

"Obviously, his name is also human. Love takabur Mbok,”

"That crazy guy!” mbok Mur said he cursed people who had carried out the attack on Damar.

"Yes Mbok entered first, your mother is Mar?” mbok Mur asked.

"The room does not know Mbok, Damar has not entered the kitchen,” replied Damar, because he had not seen his mother.

Mbok Mur also entered the house

Damar continued to fix his cilok wagon, but Mbok Mur's screams made him lose his concentration. "Aaaaaakkhhhh.

Immediately Damar put the hammer he held in his hand, then darted away to the kitchen. Where the source of Mbok Mur's screams came from. Damar saw the position of Mbok Mur who was still standing near the kitchen door, then his eyes followed the view of Mbok Mur who was looking at Holy Mother lying on the kitchen floor.

Damar approached his unconscious mother,

"Mother.” said Damar panicked.

"Astaghfirullah, Mothers why?” asked Damar in panic. Mbok Mur who does not know to know just shrugged his shoulders.

"Bok, don't know either. Pas Mbok Mur entered your mother's house already pingsang Mar.” said Mbok Mur.

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