
The black car stopped in a parking lot next to a shady tree. Inspiration has arrived at his place. Today he got a short message from a fellow business man this morning. Inspiration walked towards his space. But his steps stopped when an employee delivered a message from Akmal.
“Sorry Mr. Ilham, there was a message from Mr. Akmal that there were guests and now in his room,” the employee said very politely.
“Iya, thank you.” Ilham nodded. He immediately headed for Akmal's room.
Seen there were two men he knew very well. They were talking warmly before Inspiration entered the room. The two men got up and saw Ilham entering the room. They looked very familiar, even one of them smiled widely and spread his hands about to hug.
“For a long time, Ilham.” The man smiled widely and hugged Inspiration like an old friend who had just met.
“You waited a long time, Adit?” Inspiration returned a hug from his friend.
“Adit? Isn't your name, Frans?” Akmal scrunched his forehead. He received information that the name of the man who hugged his boss was Frans. Akmal also made sure that he did not hear the name of the man when he first met.
“Fransiskus Adit his full name,” Ilham explained to Akmal.
“Most people will call me Frans, only your boss calls me Adit.” Frans laughing.
Akmal just nodded in understanding. Now Ilham invites Francis Adit to chat intensely in his study. They climbed the stairs to get to the workspace of Ilham which was on the fifth floor.
I knew the man who was next to him. The 27-year-old oriental-faced man is the boss of supplying any type of coffee beans, especially greenbean for several cafes, shops and coffee shops in this city. Of course very famous and the man named Frans has just returned from Vietnam, the second largest coffee producing country in the world. The ASEAN member states produce coffee reaching 1,829,791 tons of coffee per year. For Frans coffee is a symbol of philosophy in his life. Not just a friend for indies and twilight lovers, but coffee is more than that. Coffee beans undergo a lot of processes to make it a coffee powder that is ready to be brewed
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Ilham very much remembered the words that Frans had said when building this tavern. In the past when Ilham slumped because the shop was almost on the edge of bankruptcy, Frans with the leisure to cook in the kitchen of the tavern. Initially Ilham just sat looking at the empty kitchen, the entire store was quiet because there were no customers at all at the opening of the store. Frans, who knew that his best friend was experiencing business acrimony, immediately took three pots filled with water. Then Frans put the three pots on the stove with a fire that had been lit. Inspiration just silently saw Frans who was taking something in the grocery storage cabinet. He was not very excited because of the disaster he experienced.
Frans returned to the three pans whose water was being heated. He only brought two carrots and a few eggs. Then he took one glass jar containing coffee grounds in the storage cabinet located at the top. Then Frans put one of the carrots in one of the pots whose water was boiling. Then Frans did the same thing with the second pot. He put an egg in boiling water. On the third pot, he also did the same, putting coffee grounds into it.
At first Inspiration is silent not understanding. He was only a spectator for the actions done by Frans in his kitchen.
“Try here,” Frans waved at Ilham so that he immediately approached the three pots that were boiling three different food ingredients.
With a gontai step, Ilham approached Frans. He was confused about what his best friend was doing by boiling a carrot, an egg and a few spoons of coffee grounds. Inspiration is lazy to guess what Frans is doing.
Frans turned off the stove. The first thing he did was to drain the boiled carrot and put it on the plate. “Try notice!” Frans offered the boiled carrot to Ilham.
“Create what the hell?” Inspiration is lazy to guess the meaning of Frans.
“Break this carrot,” pinta Frans.
With a face that was seething, Ilham broke the carrot that had been boiled easily because of the texture that had softened due to the boiling process. Then Frans offered another carrot that was not boiled to Ilham. “Break like a carrot before.”
Inspiration to take the raw carrot. He complied with Frans' request as before. A little trouble Ilham broke the uncooked carrot. After exerting his energy then the carrot was broken into two parts. Then Frans shifted, now focusing on a second pot containing boiled eggs. He took the boiled egg and gave it to Ilham. With a feeling of a little bored and confused, Ilham received the still warm boiled egg.
“Split the egg into two parts,” Frans said.
Inspiration sighed, he felt he had entered into the strange game of his friend. At Frans' request, Ilham took out a knife and split the boiled egg. Seen in the egg shell that has undergone boiling, the texture of the contents is denser than eggs that are not boiled.
Frans shifted again to the third pot, he poured the contents of the third pot into two cups. Looks delicious coffee liquid. Frans offered one of the cups of coffee to Ilham.
“Try the aroma, then drink it. After that explain to me how it feels.”
Inspiration received the cup, he inhaled the aroma of coffee. The sense of smell works to process how the aroma created from the coffee. Then take a sip of the liquid that was in that cup. Ilham's tasting sense began to process the taste of the coffee that had just flowed down his tongue. There is a fragrant taste and aroma of pleasure that spread in the nervous system of Inspiration.
“Fragrant and tasty,” Ilham replied briefly.
Frans smiled at the words of Inspiration. He also did the same thing by inhaling the aroma of coffee and drinking it.
“Explain what all this means?” Inspiration knows all the games that have just been done there is a purpose and purpose. Ilham knew a man who was now tasting his own coffee.
Frans put down his cup of coffee, he chuckled. As expected, Inspiration will ask. This is a Frans-style game about understanding a condition for life. Maybe other people will ask strange or waste time because it is not straightforward. But Frans conveyed it in a different way to be able to interpret.
“Shouldn't you already know the meaning of all this?” Frans smiled at his best friend.
“Now explain in detail, what is the meaning of all this.” Inspiration looked at Frans with a pair of sharp eyes.
“Originally you know Inspiration, all of these materials undergo the same boiling process. You can break this boiled carrot with young because the texture is softer than the raw carrot, right? Carrots that have not been touched by any cooking process are a little difficult to break. This shows someone who was originally strong, hard and firm, then when hit by problems in his life what happened? He can be very weak and not as strong as before.”.
Then Frans put the two carrots back. Now both of his hands were holding half a boiled egg and an egg. He showed the two eggs to Inspiration.
“You see this egg? Both look the same, maybe it makes no difference if it has not been split like this the form of raw eggs and boiled eggs almost makes no difference. Behind this shell there is softness, but after boiling the contents of this egg becomes solid. Someone who used to be gentle and very polite, but once there is a problem he becomes hard, numb even though physically the same, but the demonstration is different.” Frans smiled, putting the eggs back on the plate.
Frans took his coffee cup, he asked, “How does this coffee taste?”
“Nikmat,” Ilham replied briefly.
Frans smiled, he sipped his coffee in one gulp. “This coffee also undergoes boiling, just like these carrots and eggs. Coffee is also cooked with a hot temperature, but the results are delicious is not?”
Ilham nodded. He was amazed by the explanation by Frans his best friend.
“In this world, problems will always be present accompanying those humans. So what should you do when you get into trouble? Are you going to be like a carrot? An egg? Or this coffee? No need you answer, surely you want to like this coffee ‘kan?” Frans laughed cheerfully.
Now Ilham understood all the meaning of his best friend's game.
***
In a room filled with bookshelves. Frans was casually sitting on the black sofa, apparently he already considered this room as a room that he was very familiar with even though he had just entered this room for the first time. Ilham also sat beside him, knowing that Francis Adit-His friends would visit to talk about something important.
“What important things do you want to say?” Inspiration asked directly at the core of the conversation this time.
“Your style is growing very rapidly. It wasn't like this, even you're always sad if no customers enter your store, but look now! You are always crowded, ah enjoy!” Frans exclaimed in excitement.
This is what makes Ilham a little stuck on Frans. He asked what, the answer must have gone very far. He was a little confused with the habits of his best friend. I wanted to throw it with a brick.
Frans saw the slightly upset face of Ilham, he knew Ilham was very unhappy with the answer. “My arrival here wants to invite you to be a bazaar committee at the city hall. I want to hold an event called young entrepreneurs. Not only culinary efforts but other efforts so that their products are widely known to the public. For the letter of submission location has been accepted and allowed. About three months later the event will start.” Now Frans answered with seriousness the question of Inspiration.
Inspiration weighed Frans' invitation. He was a little interested in the event. Shortly Ilham agreed that his position was the committee in the event.
“For other friends to know each other, the meeting will be held later in the afternoon at my coffee shop. Hope you'd like to attend.” Frans smiled.
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