
๐ Situation in the car.
"Adem really is a car." Dimas said.
"He is. naek truk..hehehe" Faizal said.
"Cock's a little empty, huh?" said Dimas.
"Maybe because we're at the starting station..."
"Say there will be many who ride at the next station." Faizal explained.
"Oh..." The new Dimas understood the situation that was inside the carriage.
ARRIVE AT JAKARTA CITY STATION
"Let's go down bro.. kite down.." said Firdaus.
"Ah... come down...?"
"Emang has arrived...?" ask Dimas.
"We are transiting in the City." replied Salim.
They moved the train.
"It's getting a little crowded..."
"But Alhamdulillah...."
"Still sitting.. hehehe.." whispered Dimas inwardly.
ARRIVE AT MANGGARAI STATION
the train is starting to get crowded.
"The taste is like this..."
"Normal conditions in the train..."
"It's getting crowded and congested." Dimas whispered in his heart.
In front of him was an old man wearing a cane who had just boarded at Manggarai Station.
Dimas who was sitting felt uncomfortable when he saw the grandfathers standing while he remained sitting.
"Sorry Mother..."
"Please sit..." Dimas offered me his seat.
"Thank you, Grandpa." said.
"Why do you know my name...?" dimas asked in surprise when the grandfather greeted him with a MAS call.
"Maskudnya mas or bang..."
"Not Dimas..."
"Basar Panjul.." Faizal explained as he pointed his fingers towards Dimas' eel.
"Oh.. hehehe..." Dimas can only nyengir๐ฌ
Almost every train station stops.
"Where are you going?" ask Dimas and his friends.
"Ke Bekasi kek.." replied Dimas.
"Then we're in line." said grandfather.
"Grandfather's house in Bekasi...?" ask Dimas.
"Yes..near the station." replied the grandfather.
"Kok grandpa still doing activities alone outside the house?"
"Nobody's accompanying...?" asked Dimas who was confused to see the grandfather.
"God willing I can still." said the grandfather while showing his sagging hand muscles.
๐คญ"But cake.. don't show off..."
"We believe it..."
๐"Forced.." said Dimas.
HAHAHA.
ARRIVE AT KRANJI STATION
๐There's a beautiful woman in the carriage.
"This is mba. please sit down..." Firdaus offers a seat.
"Thank you.." said the beautiful woman.
BUGS
Firdaus' shoulder hit the beautiful woman's shoulder.
The lady's bag fell.
๐"Okay... sorry... not intentionally.." said Firdaus as he took the woman's bag swiftly.
"It's okay." replied the beautiful woman.
Not yet known.
The train arrived at Bekasi station.
"Let's go down immediately." Salim ordered.
While descending and gathering on the platform, Firdaus was still amazed by the beauty of the woman he had just seen.
Firdaus was still looking at the woman until the door of the carriage was closed.
Unexpectedly, the beautiful woman smiled at Firdaus.
Firdaus blushed in embarrassment.๐
"Alhamdulillah..."
"It's up to Bekasi..."
"It's good to have lunch first." orders Firdaus.
"Ready.." all answered compactly.
WARTEG PUTRA BAHARI
They are their choice to eat.
"Mba.. I use fried potato sauce..."
"War.. pedicle..."
"love me same sambel a little yes." pinta Firdaus.
"I'm tearing balado..."
"Fish anchovies. pack orek tempe.." Dimas told mba-mba who was serving in the Tegal Warung.
They eat so well.
Not much said...
The dishes were clean...
All the contents of the dishes moved to their stomachs which began to churn.
''alhamdulillah..."
"Enak mba.." praise Faizal on the mba-mba that serves them while eating.
"Then count as mba..."
"I'm using a balado eggplant..."
"Orek nut length equals tempe..."
"Drinking sweet iced tea..."
"Fourteen thousand." replied the warteg's servant.
๐"If I... Kale..."
"Sumi.. use crackers..."
"Drink sweet iced tea." explained Bambang.
"Fourteen thousand." replied the warteg's servant.
๐"I'm using fried potato sauce..."
"War.. pedicle..."
"my love is the same sambel..."
"Drink iced oranges." explains Firdaus.
"Fourteen thousand." replied the warteg's servant.
๐ค"I'm confused..."
"Why are all fourteen thousand all yes...?" whispers of Dimas in the heart.
"I'm tearing balado..."
"Fish anchovies. use orek tempe..."
"I'm drinking iced tea sweet..."
"Surely fourteen thousand.." guess Dimas.๐ฌ
๐ฑ"Kok know mas?" the guard of Warteg was shocked.
"Loh... mba know me anyway? said Dimas.
"Known?"
"I mean...? said mba-mba guard warteg was more confused.
"Maskudnya mas or bang..."
"Not Dimas..."
"Basar Panjul.." Faizal explained as he pointed his fingers towards Dimas' eel.
"Oh.. hehehe..." Dimas can only nyengir๐ฌ
"So the total is one hundred and twelve thousand." said the guard warteg while proffering the calculator as his calculating tool.
Firdaus reached into his pants pocket.
"Wow... Where is it...?" whispered Paradise in the heart.
"Again nyari what bro...? ask Imam.
"Wallet.." replied Firdaus.
"You mean?" ask the Imam again.
"Wire... My wallet is gone.." explains Firdaus.
"Innalilahi wa innailaihi roji...."
"Try to remember again" said the Imam.
"Finally pay for train tickets at Tanjung Priok Station..."
"Even when in the car I check again there is still.." explained Firdaus.
"Try to remember again..." Saiful try to calm down.
"Maybe you got a pickpocket while on the train.." terka Dimas.
"Fixes..."
"The only one who nudged me was the woman who boarded from the Kranji station" Firdaus said
"Yes Allah..."
"How does it go...? Dimas was starting to panic.
The guardians of the warteg had started whispering to the big tall man sitting near the stove.
The tall man stood up and approached them.
"Where are we...?"
"Who will pay...?" said the big tall man.
"Gini bang..."
"It turns out I was a pickaxe at the station." explains Firdaus.
"Hahahaha...the old song." said the man.
"Udah.. here.. don't need a lot of cingcong..."
"That's a watch..."
"Shoes.." ask the man.
They were finally released.
four hands and eight pairs of shoes were held for the lunch.
"Waduh. apes really today.." said Dimas.
"The beautiful woman turned out to be a copet.." said Firdaus.
"No need to regret..."
"Now it is important that we continue with this task..." Salim invites his friends to stay upbeat.
"Photo..the money and the clue..."
"It's in the wallet..."
"While the wallet is gone where it is.." complained Firdaus.
ALL WERE SILENT ON THE SIDEWALK NEAR BEKASI STATION.
"Is there anyone who remembers the name of the person we're looking for?" ask Salim.
"Nur...."
"Nur... Who is it...? Bambang.
"NUR ALI.." replied the Imam.
"Nur Ali?" Salim asked again to convince.
"It doesn't look like Nur Ali dech." Faizal said.
"Nur Alim..." Saiful replied who had remembered him.
๐ก"Yes... Nur Alim's..."
"Mending we ask the people in this area.." invite Salim.
They asked every passing pedestrian. None of them were Nur Alim.
"No one knows you...?" salim.
"Maybe most of the people we ask are immigrants..."
"So not too familiar with Nur Alim.." explained Firdaus.
๐ขALLAHU AKBAR....
ALLAH AKBAR....
The Ashar Adhan leads them to the Mosque in Bekasi Square.