
“Do not rent, Mas. Why?” stirring.
“Lha, how to go? Buy?” ask husband.
They were talking about the location for the establishment of the physical facilities of the business plan. Akas was about to rent land, but Asih had a brighter idea.
“We make it on his land Mr, how?”
“Always can?” Back to asking.
“We just ask, yuk...”.
At night, they faced him. Shocked Kyai Sanusi when he found out that his favorite daughter-in-law was not on job at the bakery. And, more stunned when they heard the plan that would make their own bread business.
“Any thing you can?” ask the father.
“God willing, Sir. Whether or not, it should be tried. Never know if you never try, right?” answer Akas, kalem.
Kyai Sanusi, a mane-beard, looked at her daughter.
Asih returned the gaze of the father, while smiling sweetly pitched spoiled sulky. There is no sound, but if it can be voiced, about this sweet smile reads, “Come dong, Well. Please dong, ah..”
Obviously it is difficult for the father to withstand the death smile of the youngest who had made this family stir.
“Ya already, just wear it. But, there are conditions..,” said Kyai Sanusi.
Akas and Asih both looked at him.
“Terms, you guys also stay here again,” he continued.
Rama and Shinta both smiled. This does not include the conditions. Indeed the plan, if the business of borrowing this place penetrated, they will continue to shoot other affairs that read, “Can we all return here?” It's nothing, the proposition is clear, “With the least effort, can profit as much as possible,” hehehe.... No, no, they intend to save. There is additional capital from Enci, but it is wise if not scattered on posts that may still be duty free. Such is.
“Where?” Kyai Sanusi asked again.
“lya, Sir. Thank you very much,” replied Akas, quickly.
Smile Asih was getting sweeter, but did not follow the talk. You see, a good wife follows a husband, right?
Alhamdulillah, take care of the place. Directly both, place of business and residence. About the scale of the effort, Akas did not soar. He designed micro-scale businesses, which are smaller than small-scale. About one-twenty-five of its bread factories are Enci. The basic thinking is simple, Akas just needs his salary back. That is to say, hoping to clean up some of that from this effort. Calculated, to be able to get so, the scale of the business is quite one-twenty-five bread factories owned by Enci. Thus forecast.
So, a month after the construction period and the installation of cooking utensils of bread was completed, this tiny factory was operational. The first month Akas used for trials, as well as short training for two employees. Ahem, have employees now, even if only a pair. Could too.
Then, Enci, AKim, AMeng, and Alin also visited. And, directly nyerleh in unison when seeing “ sophistication” this factory. I'm not surprised to know meledek. Only, if AKim clearly sneered. You see the rancid was nyeletuk, “Good, Mr. Kas. Like the common kitchen of the war of independence, hehehe..”.
Akas chuckled. God fucking.
But, another nephew with his tant. Enci asked, “Why is the shape of the oven like this, Mr Kas?”
Akas who was chuckling, changed into a smile. Then, explain why the oven is so eccentric. The oven was designed by himself, made in a welding workshop. He deliberately did not buy those that were ready. The reason, which he just explained to Enci. The point is about fuel efficiency.
Enci was shocked to hear this explanation. Ameng and Alin too. “There's paper? Try to explain again using the picture,” the door.
Akas nodded, picked up a few pieces of paper, then started drawing what he had meant by fuel efficiency. The three of them were seriously watching. Another with the tengil who is still busy laughing at the oven “the independence war period” over there. Separate him from this crowd.
Enci sighed, then nodded.
“How much is the savings, Mr Cash?” she asked.
“The information has not been discovered, it is still lacking data. If only from the results of yesterday's trial, my count is twenty percent. Fifteen, definitely can.”
“Fifteen?” Enci jerked in surprise.
Akas nodded. “Especially if it is cleared,” he draws a sketch again. “But, here can not, less height of the building place.”
Enci was wide-eyed, clingy he looked at the former employee.
“Why, Ci?” Akas.
“Then, why didn't Mr Kas tell me?”
“Not want, Ci. If the one there is cleared, it means having to dismantle everything dong? Which one there is installed permanently?”
Enci sighed again, then nodded.
“If Enci wants to make a factory again, it may be used this model. If the current one is dismantled, the fall is too expensive. It even went wrong.”
“Iya, yes..,” Enci mangosteen. “AMeng, Alin, do you understand?”
Both of his sons nodded. Enci continued to nod.
Then, came the rancid while still grimacing. “Pak Kas, if plus disco lights, it could be discos here, hahaha...”.
“AKim! You are!” spray Enci. Then, wek wek wek.., the aunt continued to water her using mandarin spray.
Akas, AMeng, and Alin grinned withholding laughter.
Akim bengong's....
Thus. The tiny bakery continued to spin. At the first blow, he was already able to pay Akas more than double the expectations. In fact, only a quarter of the installed capacity. Missing turns out to be the estimate, this delicious. Don't forget, there are still three-quarters of the power waiting to be shaken. Addition again, if later it takes the development of vacant land belonging to Kyai Sanusi is still extensive. Who has, hehehe... He is now an eagle. It was obvious to people that Akas was his favorite son-in-law. Can muters do that, huh? But whatever it is, their prostration and gratitude are always lifted into His presence.
***
Three years back rolled up. The outer realms are fine, the dim dimensions within. Imagine, until now Akas understanding of the nature has not shifted from just what his grandfather once said. The sought-after and highly anticipated teacher has not yet greeted. If you can complain, tired out. Tired very much. As if there is hope but empty. Ada, no. There, I don't know where....
So confused, to the point that Akas was also involved in the world of magic. The story, not long after establishing a bakery, she confided to a friend about this. At first have a normal conversation, then connect to it. Not outspoken of course, Akas simply said that he bore the mandate of seeking spiritual teachers. That's it, nothing more. The friend suggested asking the supernatural. That is, asking the supernatural figures. He said, search affairs of this kind more afdal ask to “nation does not look”. Guaranteed to be more efficient, rather than searched for manuals in humane ways.
However, Akas did not immediately agree. Cook it, anyway? Only for a long time, after not meeting him, he also faltered. Who knows yes? If you can, why not? The goal is good, just to ask where the teacher is. Not want anything else.
So, he started getting involved. Along with some friends, Akas participated in the event presenting passionate figures. Even sacred locations he pilgrimages, hoping there is a clue from there. Some kind of wangsit or something. Anyway info about the existence of the guru “majal hati” it.
However, after so many places he visited, did not come also his info. Even nyebelin, while his friends exclaimed that if they saw or heard this-that, Akas was not part of anything. Boro-boro sees or hears, neither does the toel. In fact, it is always the biggest contribution to the capital of this event. Understand entrepreneurs, even on a small scale.
Instead of getting nothing, Akas requests his friends. Ask that his business please be asked to the magicians who are reportedly present. Naturally, cook shareholders not to dividend? However, the answer came far from expectations. To Akas, frankly, it makes no sense, nor is it acceptable. Either the answer is actually from the supernatural world or just a friend's essay. Cook said the teacher settled in Africa? What Africa and where the address is, is not included. Busyets.... This is, Africa! Why don't you say you're fishing for a white whale at the north pole? Ono-ono....