Manira /Damar Scouts

Episode 1's

Short episode version of the novel “Senandung HOMESU under the Broken Moon Wings”

Damar Jurors

By: Elmira Arasy Rahman

Episode 1's

Love and money. Man will never be satisfied until he has both. When the money is in the grasp of his right hand then they will try their hardest to be able to hold love in his left hand. They both have to get. It can't be just money or love. Love without money is not perfect. Money without love is incomplete. But not everyone can embrace both at the same time. Sometimes one has to get both in ways that are beyond the limits of reasonableness.

Ratmi, a simple woman from Kampung Fisherman looks like she is putting herself in front of an old mirror. With a dull-colored kebaya and simple bunned hair, she had repeatedly smoothed out her appearance in front of the mirror. Hasan emerged from behind a dull mosquito net. He was surprised to see his wife dressed up as beautiful as it was when he would only go to the house of Juragan Damar as a laundry worker and iron.

“Where are you? Very fragrant,” asked Hasan, suspicious.

“Where? Yes to the house of Juragan Damar, where else?” ratmi replied in a cynical tone as if she did not like her husband asking all sorts of questions with suspicion.

“Contented once,” Hasan's feeling didn't like seeing his wife andand was that pretty.

Hasan was still suspicious, but he did not want to make trouble with his wife. It was common for Ratmi to go to the house of Juragan Damar as a laundry worker and iron. His wife did the job for almost a year. For some reason, lately Hasan began to feel anxious about the change of his wife who always tried to look beautiful every time she went to the house of the richest and most influential fishmonger in this village.

Juragan Damar just got home. Lately he often travels far abroad on a cruise ship that takes months. After about 6 months, only this time Juragan Damar returned to his home. Accompanied by Mr. Anwar, the thick-eyed man who became his assistant, Juragan Damar entered the house. The white-clothed man looked tired.

“You can go home,” the order to Mr. Anwar.

“Thank you boss,” replied Mr. Anwar respectfully. Mr. Anwar put Juragan Damar's suitcase on the table, then parted home.

Juragan Damar walked towards his room. When passing in one of the rooms in his house, he smelled a very pungent aroma of perfume. The smell drew his attention to walking backwards, peering at who was inside the room. Turns out Ratmi was ironing clothes. For some reason, that night Juragan Damar was moved to approach Ratmi. She seemed to lose control and continued to look at the young woman who at that time in her eyes looked very beautiful and very charming.

Suddenly Juragan Damar touched Ratmi's shoulder. Ratmi looked back. He looked at Juragan Damar without hesitation or fear, but Juragan Damar was his master who should not dare he look at with such a sharp gaze. Ratmi's eyes look like deliberately challenging Juragan Damar to dare to do more than that. The Damar scout found a delicious meal when he was hungry. The richest man, turning off the socket to cut off the electricity on the iron that Ratmi just used. Then Juragan Damar stroked Ratmi's cheek and smiled at her. Ratmi replied with a naughty smile.

Seriate....