Dreams of Old Bums

Episode 4

     Still imagined by Mr. Dasim at that time, how shocked and funny people saw his condition. They were shocked or astonished why there was a boy living in the mosque. Where his parents, where he lived.including Haji Idris, the head of the DKM mosque, apparently Yadi his little cook friend Mr. Dasim, has not told his father that is Haji Idris, he said, about his own situation. Finally the little dasim sir was taken care of by Haji Idris, and after a few days later, somehow the process of Mr. Dasim could meet his parents again.

     Little Dasim sir could gather with his parents only until the sixth grade, because Mr. Dasim's father at that time, keburu died. and a month after Mr. Dasim's father died, pak Dasim's father died, his mother even left little Dasim sir to others, although still a brother.of course Mr. Dasim was very sad, why he had to separate again with his parents, he had to live adventuring again.

     Although how, living with the old man, was so different, it was difficult to describe, it was also difficult to compare. The happiness of living with parents is irreplaceable or in approximately any atmosphere. But what he had to accept was the reality.

     And when he finished High School, the suffering and hardship never seemed to go out. Forms of trials and temptations like always longing for him. Failure and failure to achieve all expectations as has become a characteristic in his life. Though he was always strong and trying to fight against all forms of obstacles. But failed again. Including his aspirations to become a teacher or educator, even failed, because he was unable to finish or continue the study as a requirement.

     And when married, he again failed because it was difficult to make a living, and ended in divorce.ahh his dark and bitter vision was clearly always befalling him. Until we have to live an endless miserable life. He had to experience being a vagabond, sleeping anywhere, eating as soon as possible, like a tramp. But strangely, the hopes and dreams of reaching that ideal never died out, and instead became more and more so, and when all was helpless, his heart cried out, why should the dreams haunt him as an old tramp. Why should they not be given to those who are capable, whether in terms of material view or in terms of formality.Something stuck in his heart, people who are considered capable even most of them are a priori, and tend to just tease, he said, it often causes social jealousy.

     Either patience or stupidity, so that he never deterred and aspired. The proof is when his dreams are awakened by the intention of changing fate through the invitation of his garden - his friends work as building porters simultaneously ignite the spirit and arise again hope. But it turns out that after living the hope is just a false hope. Because the contractor of the project, left without responsibility to the workers. Including their wages are not given as appropriate. Finally we agreed to escape from the constant hunger.

     And when we were on the way, we were met with people who worked in the gold mines. And when they offered to join us there was no choice and consideration, just as soon as the offer was accepted, in the hope of achieving what they said, it could get rich all of a sudden, you can change life in an instant.

     But what happened was hope and dream, just mirage, all lost swallowed by lies. Even now he became trapped in a gold mine land full of controversy.

     As a result of this dispute he was willing to experience separation with his friends. So what occurred to her mind now, she wanted to escape or get out of the area.

     "Sir is almost dark !"  Tegur Dipa disperse the daydream of Mr. Dasim.

     "Oh yes" Call Mr. Dasim while getting up.

     "We're at Titin's tea place sir ?" Ask Dipa while staring.

     "Yes" Briefly answered Mr. Dasim. Then he walked slowly, while Dipa followed him.

     The two walked along the path beside the cassava garden. And after passing through the garden path, they still have to continue walking, while the stall in question has not been seen.

     "Have you moved, or where ? That old Warung feeling around here !" Bright sir Dasim.

     "Maybe it's moved sir, or we're wrong !" Terka Dipa while glancing here and there.

     Mr. Dasim did not reply, but he continued to step up, he felt curious and worried. But a moment later they were both surprised, because they saw a dimly lit hut.

     "Sir, look at it like that" Shouted Dipa.

     "Yes, hopefully" please Mr. Dasim. And the two of them immediately accelerated their pace.

     "Rubber sir!" Cheers Dipa.

     "Son Dipa, stay here ! I'll convince you first." Mr. Dasim's orders to Dipa

     "Good sir." Sahut Dipa simultaneously held back her steps.

     Then Mr. Dasim immediately drove closer to the hut. And after arriving Mr. Dasim closer his body to the stall room. He was looking for a hole in the room that could look inside. It turns out that right, from the sidelines of the holes, Mr. Dasim saw the figure of a woman at work. Mr. Dasim memorized exactly who the woman was. then Mr. Dasim immediately knocked on the door of the stall many times.

     "I'm Mang Dasim, who used to love eating here." Answer mr. Dasim.

     "Mang Dasim's...?"

     "This tea tree mang Dasim." Firmly Mr. Dasim was excited because it was clearly the sound of Titin tea

     "Awhile...!"

     And no matter how long the door opened, it turned out to be a woman holding something.

     "I'm mang Dasim tea!" Obviously Mr. Dasim, he understands that the woman is dubious.

     "Ohh mamang, let's go in!" Take Titin tea.

     "In the meantime, Titin mamang tea is not alone, but with friends, both from the hole that is Dipa." Obviously Mr. Dasim.

     "Quickly bring it here mang, out of danger." Titin said.

     "Is there a husband ?" Ask Mr. Dasim.

     "Nothing, but his sister's sleeping." All right, come in.

     "The husband of kang Kardi is coming!" bright tea Titin while turning her body.

     "Yeah, but mamang also want to invite friends first." Said Mr. Dasim.

     a little while later Mr. Dasim and Dipa were already in the stall.

     "Teh this mamang earlier apologized, mamang and friends mamang this hungry and thirsty, mamang, perhaps it can help to give rice or any food that can eliminate hunger."

     "Ohh for a moment, if water please just take it in the teapot! while rice exists anyway, but it's cold, so ? it's in the plastic pan, the side dish's there!" Said Titin tea while staring at Mr. Dasim's face.

     "Thank you tea!" Said Mr. Dasim happily.

     "Yesterday mamang!"

     Next, Mr. Dasim and Dipa approached the place of rice designated by Titin tea.

     "That's.the plate is on the shelf"

     "Yes tea" said Mr. Dasim.