TOAST
* Slice 67, Ciloto

At three o'clock in the morning, Dafi was walking from home to a meeting point at the intersection of the Cililitan Wholesale Center (PGC).

After all the troupe is complete, a briefing is held to tell about the route and to pray together.

Later the group will take the direction to Jalan Raya Bogor from Simpang PGC continues towards Cijantung Pasar Rebo. Continue through Cimanggis and Cibinong then Jalan Raya Bogor, will end at Simpang KS Tubun then continue to enter Jalan Raya Pajajaran in Bogor.

After continuing straight following Jalan Raya Pajajaran, they will pass through Tugu Kujang and Bogor Grand Mosque heading towards Jalan Raya Tajur then Simpang Ciawi.

At Simpang Ciawi, slightly turn towards Jagorawi Toll Road and then pass through Ciawi Market.

After passing through the Ciawi area, you will find Simpang Gadog. Continue to take a direction to the right to enter the Peak area.

It is estimated that the group will travel about an hour and a half.

Pas adzan dawn, the group is right in the mosque. They pulled over the motorbike in the parking lot to perform dawn prayers.

After the prayer, Dafi was folding the sarong and put in his bag. His friends who smoke, are looking for a corner of the mosque under a tree to reflect the smoke.

Today Zavier did not participate in the morning prayers in the mosque because of a little flu, yesterday playing ball while raining.

This Saturday morning the sun was already shining on the earth and quite bright even though it was still six hours less.

Dafi checked his HP and replied to some chat that had not been read since last night.

"Again passing or really want to stay here?" saya Aa' Zay.

"You're nginap Pak" Dafi replied as he shook hands with Aa' Zay.

"Don't call Mr. .. call Aa. Where's the plan going?" ask Aa' Zay again.

"In Shaka Village" replied his friend Dafi who was booking the place.

"Oh . about three hundred meters from here there is a fork, just take it straight right. There is a signboard for the village" Aa' Zay explained.

"Thank you A' . We also have an agreement with Kang Maman at twelve o'clock just entered the Villa" said his friend Dafi.

"But if we are tired we can enter this morning to the Villa. Yesterday's power was nothing to catch, so the place was empty" said Aa' Zay enthusiastically.

"Oh, can you do that?" ask his friend Dafi.

"A blank can be the one I know" replied Aa' Zay.

"Try calling Kang Mamannya first" said his friend Dafi who then called Kang Maman.

"Here breakfast typical what is A' .. along the way I saw many banners writing rice TO" asked Dafi while wearing shoes.

"Nasi TO the Tutug Oncom. Yes typical food, rice mixed with oncom. But yes if you are worried that you are not familiar with the tongue, you can also eat yellow soto breakfast and other dishes" promo Aa' Zay.

"To rice kalo recoment where ya A'? kanya pulled tuh to try" replied his friend Dafi.

"Well, in the front fork there is a fairly rame, just go there, past seven o'clock is over usually" said Aa' Zay.

"What time does the war open? sales at seven o'clock already abis, very good times yes" said his friend Dafi.

"Ba'da dawn is also open" replied Aa' Zay.

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The smell of bread that just came out of the oven is very distinctive and fragrant. After the dawn prayer, Qeena began to complain. While waiting to expand, he washes clothes manually, drying and cleaning all parts of the house.

Today the condition of Noah again less fit, he last night finished calling the parents in the village, it turns out Mbahnya Qeena is sick. It feels like coming home but it's impossible to leave Qeena alone in Ciloto. If you invite Qeena, meaning that the production of bread will stop, they do not have enough money to save capital if they return from the village.

Finally decided this morning will send money through minimarket which can be directly sampe to the destination by mentioning special passwords and taken in minimarket as well.

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Oncom tutug rice is a special dish for breakfast on Bumi Priangan. The combination of rice with oncom that has been processed first becomes an appetizing taste.

Dafi's entourage covered in a tent stall infused by Aa' Zay. They all ordered TO rice plus there was a teapot of warm fresh tea water given away for free by the stall owner.

"So the key on his oncom is yes Ma'am?" ask Dafi who is sitting near the seller.

"Yes A' .It tastes rice TO yes depends on the type of oncom. The better the quality of the oncom the more delicious the oncom tutug rice. From Jakarta, right?" said the merchant while giving a plate containing a serving of TO rice to Dafi.

"Yes our ma'am from Jakarta .. This is using what seasonings is the Bu oncom? have I tried food like this?" ask Dafi while enjoying the first mouthful of her TO rice.

"Oncom is given spices of kencur, shallots, garlic, sugar and salt. The rice must also be pure" explained the rice seller TO.

This shop is covered in banners, the atmosphere inside the shop is clearly visible from the outside. Only a number of motorcycles were lined up, there were also some buyers standing waiting for the order to be wrapped.

At the table is also provided a complement for connoisseurs of TO rice. There is sambal, raw lalapan in the form of cucumber and leunca, tempe flour known as cipe, stands for aci tempe (aci designation for kanji flour in Sundanese), it tastes like tempe flour in general but is more crunchy.

The park is full of visitors. The seller's hand never stops moving, chopping cucumbers, stirring rice and oncom, while frying the cipe.

One serving of tutug oncom rice, plus two pipes only priced at seven thousand five hundred rupiah aja. It is quite cheap and certainly filling.

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At seven in the morning, Qeena came to Erin's house to pick up fish and banana leaves to make pepes. Noah had already made the roof, just waiting for the two materials.

"Aa' Za tumben selimutan sarong gitu Tea .. pain?" ask Qeena.

"For the flu he was told to sleep in his room he didn't want to. Will be taken by Aa' to the Klinik kanya" replied Erin.

"He said he was eating sick, not sick .. hehehe" said Erin.

"Certainly breakfast rice TO . ga no bosen-bosen" guessed Qeena.

"She lemes times if she does not meet oncom a day aja .. have you had breakfast yet? Even on the table there is fried rice, just make it, baby there is rice leftover last night, we have eaten earlier" Erin bargained.

"Brought to the house Tea for Qeena only, Mother asked for rice TO the third" replied Qeena.

"So much jam this is already abis times, but just try it, the name is also a trading person, sometimes there is still the rice" said Erin.

"Qeena go there first Tea" said Qeena.

While the Dafi entourage had finished eating.

"Having a copy here first" invited his friend Dafi.

"Kalo gw see here, there is a stretch of fruit orchards not far from the Villa. Mending we enter the Villa for the same motorcycle taro shirt, later we walk to enjoy the area here, there must be a warkop de de de de de decet there" one more suggestion.

"Kang Maman's phone call earlier, he said we can go in there this morning" said his friend who booked Villa.

"Yes yuk, it will be hot even" said Dafi.

After paying, they prepared to head towards the Villa.

Qeena take a leisurely walk to TO stalls. It looks like the motorbike group has already driven towards the Villa.

"Bu .. is rice still there?" ask Qeena.

"Eh Neng Qeena, abis Neng .. tuh there was a group of Jakarta people, eat it on two portions" replied rice seller TO.

"Yes, ma'am .. thank you" said Qeena.

Dafi's motor stopped, the other motor stopped.

"Why Nish?" ask his friend Dafi.

"The hat left in the shop, first of all, want to take the hat first" said Dafi.

While at the rice shop TO.

"Neng Qeena .. sit down for a while, yes eat fried food first" bargained the seller.

"I still have a sign of Ma'am" replied Qeena.

"Are you pretty rame ya bakinya effort?" ask the rice seller TO.

"Alhamdulillah ma'am" replied Qeena.

"May tipped bakpaunya, fill chocolate or green beans, make a thousand that can be sold" suggested rice seller TO.

"I'll ask you first" replied Qeena.

"Yes.. later tidakin aja yes" said rice seller TO.

Dafi headed for the shop again to take his hat, the other group continued on towards the Villa.

"Who's hat is it, ma'am?" qeena asked while pointing towards the hat.

"Who's it?" rice seller TO turn around ask.

"Save me Mom, it's a nice hat, it's a good price. Could be later who has back to take" suggested Qeena.

"The hat emang there is expensive yes Neng, if here at least twenty thousand aja already good" said one of the buyers of rice TO.

"Have a motorbike troupe last time, it looks like rich people are rich. The motorbike is a sports model all, here is a lot only Aa' Zay has. But have Aa' Zay mahalah from him moved here before marriage, if that was the latest output" continued another buyer.

"Yes, I've saved it first" replied the rice seller TO.

Qeena picked up the hat and handed it to the rice seller TO.

Dafi's HP rang, he pulled his motor over. There's a call from his grandmother.

"Assalamualaikum .. "congratulations Dafi.

"Waalaikumsalam .. kok Grandma came, Mas instead went touring he said" said Granny Sri.

"Yes Nek .. touring thinly, just to Ciloto kok" replied Dafi.

"Well that's a place of nice vegetables and fruit, home bring souvenirs. Grandma once read there mango garifta there, same dragon fruit can also" pinta Granny Sri.

"sam ... Bring this sport bike. Ga macho really bring a plastic bag of mango contents with dragon fruit. Later if you have come home, buy at the supermarket or fruit shop subscription" replied Dafi.

"Mangga garifta is rare Mas, even here Grandma has never seen. Anyway Grandma wants yes, it can be entered into a bag" said Grandma Sri did not want to know.

"Yaaa .. later if Mas see yes, if there are many dragon fruit here, than there are many who sell" said Dafi.

"Yes already .. be careful to bring the motor, if there are beautiful women there with acquaintances. Grandma only heard her name Rahma, not yet known uh Grandma heard it was broken" led Grandma Sri.

"Definitely Dawn or Izma the bucket deh ... Grandma, Mas again on the road, later connected again yes. Assalamualaikum.." said Dafi.

"Waalaikumsalam." replied Grandma Sri.