President Cilok

President Cilok
the 26 Move on


One month later...


Not a matter of breaking up or continuing, now Damar receives a wedding invitation Ratna also Opik. She squeezed tightly into the pink-covered wedding invitation.


"Why did they invite me, do you just want to show off if they succeed with the affair.” murmured Damar.


Then throw the invitation into the trash. But a moment later he picked it up. “Hemm... If I am not present, they must think I have not been able to move on.”


Damar tried to arrange the pieces of his heart that had become a small underestimate. His sense of disappointment did not persuade him to laze at home alone. Because, whatever the case, it can never make a Damar a weak and incompetent man.


While the needs of everyday life continue to roll, heartache and disappointment. It will take up his time and mind. Damar is not a person who is good at lamenting a problem. Not the one who ignores it.


More precisely, he better think of something useful. Instead of continuing to imagine something that only takes up time wasted. Life goes on with time, and time keeps crawling up and around the rotation of the earth without wanting to know the life that is being lived by humans with difficulty.


Damar took a jacket and also a hat, he would look for the coffers of rupiah. Together with his four friends.


"Mom, Damar worked first.” said Damar, he kissed his mother's hand.


"Be careful, Nak.” replied Holy Mother.


Damar smiled and nodded, slowly walking towards his motorbike parked in the yard. Drive at a moderate speed on weekends.


Damar tried to put himself in a position like General Sudirman the defender of the revolution (.General Sudirman is one of the national heroes who have the value of character or heroic value in the form of attitude, soul and spirit that always sincerely sacrifice, never giving up, firm stance, have courage, and, defend truth and have morals and behaviors that contain suri tauladan.


TNI General Raden Sudirman was a high ranking Indonesian officer during the Indonesian National Revolution. As the first great commander of the Indonesian National Army, he was a respected figure in Indonesia.


While in high school, Sudirman began to demonstrate his ability to lead and organize, and was respected by the community for his adherence to Islam.)


Although not in the fight against Dutch radicalism which has been colonizing the earth Nusantara for many years. Damar is now enjoying his hard work in reaching his hopes and ideals.


Because even the most bitter medicine in the world can not beat the bitterness of poverty. For those who do not understand, the main fear in life is the fear of not having money.


Damar always thought in a clear mind. That he could not choose a place of birth, but could choose how to fight to change fate.


Within an hour and a half, Damar and his friends were getting ready to entertain at Parangtritis beach, as usual on a weekend in the afternoon. The four friends who are members of the MJ band will look for rupiah coffers.


Seeing Damar just silent, making the four friends did not have the heart. "Mar, you still can't escape Ratna? Why do you remember again?”


"Here Mar, you do not have to mourn the passing of Ratna. It is possible that with your breakup, there is wisdom contained in it.” said Juna, with wise advice. It was as if she was the Arjuna of love. Juna is also a single person who does not know what love is.


The priest nodded his head, "What does the Juna say, even though he is jones, aka singles. He's got a lot of tips about love,”


Damar smiled faintly, "Why do I remember her again, after all she will also be getting married soon,"


"Hey... Friends than we grieve better we sing the contents of the heart through this one chat.” exclaimed Anwar. He started by pressing nut cajon.


Damar began to draw his voice vocals with the accompaniment of live music. On Sunday afternoon, visitors can request anything and can sing at will with live music of Damar and his friends.


"Who here is breaking the kasmaran? Maybe there is, hopefully the song we bring from MJ music, can represent your feelings,” always Damar spoke with his mic.


There was a guitar strummed by Juna, an organ by Anwar and Cajon by Imam. Simple musical instruments hope to be entertainment in the twilight.


"Move... Who can sing together. We Move on. Break the grief, forget the ex,..”.


"Agree?’ continued Damar.


"Agree!!” exclaim the people who witnessed the appearance of Damar and friends.


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Live only once, don't think about it again


He who has gone, betrayed the promises


It is better to move on, install a heart as strong as steel


Why is it so hard to think about it?


The next song that Damar performed was a song popularized by Budi Doremi entitled Painting Dusk.


People who feel enjoying the song offerings that MJ brings music also give money into the cardboard that has been prepared at the wooden table in front not far from Damar and friends present his appearance.


About three hours, Damar and his friends entertain the beach visitors. With the hist songs of today.


"Thank you to those of you who have seen our performance this time. I represent the band MJ say thank you.” boisterous Damar said, because the day is getting dark.


"Be careful on the road, see you next week.” added Damar, ending the live music show.


Now almost all beach visitors, from all teenagers, as well as children and parents. Start to disperse. Damar and his three other friends.


"I went home Mar, Jun.” exclaimed Anwar who was in conversation with the Imam.


"Be careful.” Damar replied, Juna just nodded.


Now Juna also caught up with his two friends who had driven on his bike, and followed Damar. The atmosphere of the beach with a tinge to the ashes has begun to be quiet.


Yes, this move on word is what Damar remembers. To no longer get caught up in a love game that makes him look even more stupid.


Passing the streets and a little humming in the interspersed twilight wind that increasingly feels to reconcile the soul.


“Success, Damar Sukses..” he said half yelled through the streets and trees that lined the road. The wind blows softly.


Dusk bring peace in the soul calm the mind and drift away feelings. Be in a big heart.


Intentions should not be eroded by disappointment and slumped. Re-ignite the spirit flames that stir the soul.


When passing through the streets, Damar accidentally saw a mother-mother asking for help and kept her bag from the hands of a man who had a look like a thug.


“Please!” yelled at Mom.


Brakes... Damar just direct the speed of the motor in the direction of the manufacturer. To make the body of the snatcher fell instantly into the asphalt road


“Aaa... shit!” the cold snatcher looked at Damar. Resisting the pain, the snatcher stood up again.


While the mothers looked surprised, and immediately hugged his bag which he managed to save from the hands of the snatcher.


Damar stopped the speed of his motorbike, and smiled devil at the snatcher, “Basic idiot! If you want to find money it works!”


“Rancid boy!” scream snatcher.


Even a fight cannot be avoided. With the ability, Damar can easily eradicate the snatcher to run the ridge.


“Thank you son, thank you.” said Mothers, victims of mugging to Damar.


Damar nodded, while enduring the pain of bruises on his cheek from the blow of the snatcher, “Iya Bu, if you are traveling again must always be careful Bu.”


“Iya son, thank you.” said the Mother, then opened the bag and took the wallet. “This is for you.” the Mother extended countless money to Damar.


Damar shook his head, “No need ma'am, I keep it. Then I go home first.”


The mother also looked at Damar, “Once again thank you.”


Damar went back to his bike, and went back on his way home.


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