President Cilok
05 _But Butter Swings Friends•

Mentari is rising, waking up and achieving dreams. Leave the night, focus on the future.

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Damar returned to his activities, after dawn prayers. Damar arranged one by one the needs of his merchandise, he installed a boiler that would be carried to the cart and also installed green gas.

“Assalamualaikum Mas Damar,” say hello to someone.

Damar also stopped his activity which was wiping his cart,

“Wa’alaikumussalam,” say hello Damar,

“Eh Kang Karso, have you returned from Kang village?” ask Damar to one of his business partners.

“Have been, am I just making sure my parents are all right,” replied Kang Karso, with his Sundanese accent, because he was from west Java and married to Magelang people, who was a young man, now this forty-year-old man lives in Jogja.

“Alhamdulillah,” exclaimed Damar, hearing the news that the parents of Kang Karso are fine in Lembang.

Kang Karso seems to want to talk but hesitates,

“Why Kang?” asked Damar who saw Kang Karso seemed hesitant to say his point.

“Can I still sell cilok and borrow the wagon again Mas Damar?” asked Kang Karso, because he had stopped selling cilok for two months.

Damar who incidentally has the nature of hospitality handed down by his mother smiled, too,

“Ya dong Kang, even I feel flattered if Kang Karso wants to join me again,” Damar replied, he accepted with a big heart. To lend back the wagon and give its capitals.

Kang Karso also developed his smile, “Alhamdulillah thanks Mas Damar,”

“Sama-sama, Kang,”

When Damar and Kang Karso were talking, there were other people who gave greetings, as well as deposits also brought cilok carts that Damar lent.

“Assalamualaikum Mar,”

“Wa’alaikumussalam, Kang Didit,” said hello to Damar as well as Kang Karso.

“Eh Kang Karso, when to return in Jogja?” asked Kang Didit who had not seen his comrades in arms for a long time.

“One week ago, Kang Didit,” replied Kang Karso.

“Oh that, want to sell again Kang?” ask Kang Didit.

Kang Karso nodded, “Iya,”

“Wah will be crowded again our personnel, Mar?” yang Kan Didit.

“Alhamdulillah Kang, this is all also thanks to Akang-akang who have both struggled,” Damar replied.

Now Damar already has five co-workers, three colleagues to peddle his lilok merchandise, two more Mothers neighbors who specifically help the Holy Mother to make lilok dough, if the order increases. Damar did not want to refer to his co-workers as subordinates, because basically he could not bear the title of Boss.

After finishing with the affairs of his fellow comrades, every morning Damar had to install and count and the number of pegs that were sold out were also pegs that still existed from other coworkers.

“What room is ready Nak?” ask the mother who is sweeping the terrace floor.

“Already Mom, it's just a prayer of blessing from Mother,” said Damar, he greeted his mother's hand. The hand that makes it gets pleasure from the Supreme Provider of Procurement.

“May God grant Mother's prayer also your prayer Son,” said Mother, gently rubbing the head of her eldest son.

“Amin, hopefully Damar can make Mom happy, and I no longer need to be tired of sweeping the floor, when Damar succeeds later Damar will rent art,” said Damar, he felt unbearable, so he did not have to, if you see a mother who is getting older soy sauce.

“Amin.” Answer Mother.

Danum was already going to school, he also traded cilok at the school where Danum studied. Sometimes when Danum enters class, he will leave it to the school guard.

“Danum also depart ya Bu,” said Danum, after wearing school shoes. Danum shakes his mother's hand. “Ngak doain Danum also Mom, so be successful too?” asked Danum, the youngest was always envious when he heard the advice given by the Holy Mother for her Brother.

“Eri? Say Boss?” nyinyir Damar to Her Brother.

“Apaan si Mas, do I also want to succeed, emang who want to make Mom happy only Mas Damar, I also miss!” danum replied, blasting his lips.

Holy Mother smiled gently at her two children, “May you be a success of the world, also the hereafter.” said Holy Mother, rubbing the heads of her two sons, and, who stood higher but so understanding Damar also Danum slightly bowed.

“Amin.” simultaneously his two handsome cogans Holy Ma'am assures his Mother's prayer.

Damar was ready, about to walk away from the terrace, but Danum who walked hand in hand deliberately nudged his brother's arm hard. Make Damar glare at him, “Hehe, sorry yo Mas, I intentionally!” said Danum who was already standing near his cilok cart.

“Awas you!” reply Damar, pointed a fist towards Danum, Danum only reply with crengengesan.

Holy Mother was again made to shake her head at the behavior of her two children, who seemed to be competing in a badminton tournament.

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As usual Damar will go to elementary school first, but while waiting for school children to buy his merchandise. A group of elite mothers who have just returned to exercise are shopping for vegetables in a vegetable cart that is not far from Damar selling cilok.

Not only shopping, but there are mothers who have nosy mouths, among mothers who are shopping.

“Jeng Ana, I was horrified, daughter Jeng Ana is dating the co-pilot yah?” ask Nyiyir's mothers.

“Iyuuh... don't make it up to Jeng Kelin, where there is my son wants to be the same poor young man, let alone just trading cilok,” reply Bu Ana. Without knowing the young man he was talking about accidentally hearing his insults, Ms. Ana did not feel suspicious of Damar, because Damar was wearing a hat.

Damar didn't mean to eavesdrop on the other person's conversation, but the distance between himself and the elite Mothers who were sorting through the vegetables was close enough as well as a loud voice.

“Keep why the gossip is spreading, Miss Ana!” mothers who wear dark blue abayas.

Miss Ana poked her lips.

“Do not spread rumors that are not true Bu Sumi, say aja Bu Sumi envy right, if Ratna wants to marry the son of a successful businessman,” reply Bu Ana, look at Bu Sumi, look at her, she wears a dark blue abaya.

"Well! married?” muttered Damar, hearing that Ratna was about to get married.

Other mothers were surprised when, said Ms. Ana who said Ratna would marry a rich child in a special area. “That's really Bu Ana?

“That's really Jeng?”

“Aih seneng really, Bu Ana dapet besan rich and successful businessman again,” girang Moms rumpi.

“Eh Mothers, property, throne and wealth and position are just a deposit, do not be too proud Bu.” said Bu Sumi, wife of a famous Ustadz in the area of Bantul.

“Iya—iya we know. If Bu Sumi his wife Ustadz so legitimately remind us of the hereafter. But what's wrong try to boast as long as we're alive,” replied Ms. Ana, and got a nod from other mothers.

"Yes, said Ms. Sumi.” added Bu Kalina, a close friend of Ms. Ana.

Ms. Sumi looks upset, “And remember yes Mothers, the wheel of life is constantly spinning, people you currently despise may someday be successful, he said, and the person you are proud of may be going into bankruptcy, due to vanity.” Ms. Sumi said full of life advice.

“Udah Ma, don't listen to the lecture,” said Bu Erni, friend of Arisan Bu Ana.

After the death of Ms. Sumi, the mothers of riweh also resumed their rumors while walking.

“When is her wedding? Miss Ana. Do not forget the best party yah?” the first mothers said.

Damar who hears all the words of the mothers of the herds can only stroke his chest, “Yes Allah, bless the servants, and forgive their sins.” Damar murmured.

“Hopefully the decision I will take is correct,”.

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By noon in the afternoon, Damar will be home because the pegs are already sold out. But his steps stopped, when someone approached him with his motorbike.

“Home!” exclaim Opik, who is still standby on his ninja motor that is still on.

Damar was reluctant to return his greeting, but he did not want Opik to assume that he was indeed feeling a dilemma, “Why Pik?” ask Damar.

Opik also turned off the engine of the motor, and got off the motorbike ninja. “Mar, I'm sorry about in front of Ratna's house,”

Damar had expected it, if indeed Opik apologized means there is a special relationship between Ratna and Opik, but Damar tried to be stupid, “Why apologize?”

“Ehm.., actually the girl who at that time I told..” Opik's speech hung, she seemed not to have the heart to express what she meant.

“Ratna right?” damar. Continuing the hanging Opic speech.

“I'm the same she betrothed Mar, I also love her.” Opik confession, make Damar's heart heat up.

“So he loves you too, right?” obviously Damar, guessing.

“Good if you already know that, he also said dating you just want to return the favor,” Opik said, with a tone of disdain.

Damar was stunned to hear the answer from Opik, he felt his love was in vain, he said,

"I didn't expect Pik, you had the heart to corner your own friend,”

Opik just shrugged both his shoulders indifferently.

“You don't think you'll ever be serious about one woman?” damar continued, Damar argued that Opik Men playboy son of a wealthy businessman just want to live a fun life.

“Hey don't say so Mar, of course I would. I don't need to work tired, because what? I will marry the son of a rich man anyway, so I just enjoy their property that will never run out until seven derivatives,” explained Opik, about his plan to marry Ratna.

“Crazy basics!” cynical Damar.

“Hahaha... What a pity your fate, Mar.” Opik sneer.

Damar as if deafening, he waltzed away pushing his wagon, glancing at Opik with a sharp look.

“Mar, Mar. Don't cry bombay at home yah!” nyiyir Opik, with a raised voice.

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Seriate...

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