President Cilok

President Cilok
33 Boiled cassava


...Ash - shalatu khairum minan - naum...


...Ash - shalaatu khairum minan - nauum...


Kumandang adhan dawn from mushola not far from the family home of the late Gusli.


Damar slowly blinked his eyes. He fell asleep on a prayer mat with a scabbard and cocoa clothes and peci still attached to his body. After listening to his mother's advice.


He prayed istikharah at 02:30 wib and unconsciously because his eyes were so in the midst of intense drowsiness caused him to fall asleep on the prayer mat.


With a new heart and a new spirit and confidence. He moved and took off his gloves and clothes. Then take a towel and wrap it around the waist.


Then woke Danum. "Num, hey Magnum, let's wake up already at dawn,”


"Eengggg..” Danum answered only with a thud.


Damar walked out of the room and rushed to the bathroom, catching a glimpse of his mother washing the rice.


About ten minutes Damar came out of the bathroom with a fitter body.


"Have you prayed Nak?” ask Holy Ma.


"Yes Ma'am, Damar wants to pray in mushola,”


"Yes, I will pray the same Danum,”


Damar also walked to his room, immediately changed the plaid motif sheath, Koko's clothes and peci and did not forget the prayer mat. Hang the towel behind the door.


Before leaving the room, he saw Danum who was still asleep. Damar wiggled his sister's legs interspersed with a rising voice to wake Danum up. "Danum! Woy wake up, it's dawn until when you sleep. Later your rezekiy in the new chicken peg nyaho loh!”


Enough to wake her sister. Immediately Damar came out of the room and went to the mosque which was four houses away from his house.


Danum still closed his eyes. But when he opened his eyes his brother was no more. Danum stood up and took a towel and went out of the room and into the bathroom.


Finished cleaning and ablution, Danum immediately changed clothes for prayer.


"Mom, so do not pray together?” his cry called out to the Holy Mother who was still struggling in the kitchen.


"So.” replied the Holy Mother, then approached her youngest son after ablution and used his mukenya who was in a special small room to worship.


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Orange color hue paints beautifully in the expanse of the mega. The light of dawn emerged from the impressive clash of a million worshippers watching.


Holy Mother was preparing breakfast for her two sons. Breakfast is fairly simple, only milk coffee and cassava boiled with brown sugar water.


Although the Holy Mother had cooked rice, she also prepared a simple side dish of scrambled tempeh mixed with dried anchovies. Both Damar and Danum refused to eat rice for breakfast.


Both of his sons preferred snacks for breakfast. As well as boiled cassava or fried bananas accompanied by coffee and warm tea.


Danum approached the dinner table and pulled up a chair, then sat down and enjoyed his morning breakfast.


"Your mom hasn't come home from Le mushola?” ask the Holy Mother, interspersed wrap the pegs into the plastic.


Danum looked at his mother who was sitting two chairs away from him, "Not yet,”


Danum again sipped his milk coffee and ate boiled cassava that was slightly brownish.


At 05:45 wib Damar just returned from mushola.


"Assalamualaikum," replied Damar from outside. And walked into the house, then saw his sister and mother who were sitting on the dining table chair.


"Wa'alaikumussalam,” answered the greetings of the Holy Mother with Danum.


Damar pulled out a chair, and sat down afterwards.


"Wah cassava boiled brown sugar, delicious nih.” he said, put the prayer mat on his shoulder and take off the peci and put it on the table.


Holy Ma'am sighed, "Broom, change clothes first, keep putting the same ice in your room first Le,”


Damar who was sipping a cup of coffee glanced at his mother and replied, "Eh-iya Bu, Damar forgot.”


Damar got up from his seat and walked to his room. All in all, he changed into a neat outfit, with black trousers on a navy shirt top and wearing a belt around his waist.


Then he reflected on the glass of the closet,


"Great bag.” murmured after being satisfied from the results of mixing match her clothing stellan to come to the company offered by Pak Bambang.


Damar returned to the kitchen and sat in his place. And continue again enjoying a glass of milk coffee and boiled cassava.


Holy Ma'am and Danum who saw Damar in this formal dress. Danum also asked the question, "So go to the company that we discussed last night Mas?”


Damar's eyes were originally straight staring at the cilok that was being packed by his mother was now saturating with Danum.


"Hopefully succeed Mas Damar. Spirit!”


"Must be spirit! Not just once, but a thousand times.”


Damar and Danum laughed. Damar resumed his breakfast. And circulating his gaze staring at the kitchen utensils, ‘Hopefully successful Damar.’


Holy Mother saw the persistence that emanated from the soul of her eldest son was reminiscent of her late husband.


‘Damar's nature is the same as his Father.'


"May this be the beginning of your success Le,” said the Holy Mother, encouraging.


Damar also turned his gaze, looking at the Holy Mother who had been busy wrapping the veil that would be carried by her three fellow children who were both peddling the lizard.


"Amin.” replied Damar, assuring his mother the best prayer.


Damar also helped the Holy Mother wrap the pegs into a one-kilogram plastic.


"You're Num's school?" ask Damar to his sister who since breakfast after just playing mobile phone.


Danum looked at his sister, "School,”


"Cok you're not ready? It's gonna be seven o'clock. Even casual mobile toys?”


"Today I leave siangan Mas, because the teachers again have a coordination meeting to organize semester activities,”


Damar mangosteen and back down wrapped the peek, "Oh that way, do not expect you to go to class soon,”


"The days we go through, without feeling it has made us become more mature and become old, age,” said Holy Ma'am without turning his gaze was still busy putting the pegs into plastic which will soon be carried by Kang Didit, Mang Jamal and Kang Karso.


Damar glanced at the alroji on his wrist,


"All Mother's words are never wrong.” Damar paused his words, then moved.


"The room left first, faster until better.” continued Damar, he also walked closer to his mother, then stretched out in front of Holy Mother.


The Holy Mother looked at Damar's hand and smiled and shook his son's hand.


"Mother's mother is always with you, Nang.”


Damar developed his smile and bent his body and carried his mother's hand between his eyebrows. "Thank you Bu.”


After shaking hands with Holy Mother, Damar turned to look at Danum who was staring at him too.


"The Spirit of Mas Damar,”


"Still Num,” Damar also walked into his room to take his sling bag and also pull out the phone that was charging and put it in the bag.


Before coming out of the room, Damar circulated his gaze staring at the entire contents inside his room. "I'm sure, within a month, I'll have a more decent room than this.”


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On the way to the company contained in a business card given by Mr. Bambang.


The Vespa motorbike is not too tight and not too slow. Damar pulled the gas motor just in the middle.


Enjoy the journey and occasionally press the horn button on the handlebar of his left motorbike.


Damar stopped the motor. After traveling for about an hour and a half he arrived at a four-story building and then took out a business card from his sling bag. Ensure that the business card is given according to the address.


Pause for a while he switched to staring at the towering building with the same writing as on the business card, “King Food.” his murmur read the writing on the business card and in front of the building at the top of the building.


"Yes, this is his company.” murmured again.


Damar looked at the concrete fence surrounding the four-storey building. And a wide, blue gate to the right of the concrete fence where he stood and faced the building.


He parked his motorbike and walked towards the gate and saw a security guard post,


"Excuse me sir..” asked Damar to the security guard in the post.


Before Damar asked what his goal was, the security who looked half a century old asked back.


"Mas Damar yah?”


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