Sacred Tomb

Junior High

After the isak prayer, Damar drove his motorbike towards the cafe. Soon Damar was sitting next to the garden,

"Yes..."

"Yes Mas Damar."

"Please call Pak Wawan the manager of this cafe."

"All right, Mommy."

Not long time, though,

"Good night Mas Damar."

"Night as well Wawan, please sit."

"Thank you."

"Here's the coffee pot" said a waiter and then placed a cup of coffee on the table.

"How is the development of cafe ayu," asked Damar.

"Alhamdulillah same as usual Mas Damar, not rame ya also not deserted. There are customers coming."

"Has the prayer finished?"

"Leave the ceramic only Mas. Maybe a week's more will be done."

"Are all the employees in this cafe Muslim?"

"Yes, it's."

"Do they pray all?"

"Yes Mas, the average employee here solat."

"alright. Look Mas Wawan, I want, starting tomorrow, before the cafe opens, all employees who enter in the morning, must read the letter yasin 1x in the address for cafe Ayu.

Continues to... In the afternoon, after the asar prayer, each employee must also read the letter yasin 1x.

Here's my mother's message. He said let cafe rame and many visitors."

"Alright Mas Damar, I will announce it to all employees.

Oh yes Mas, this cafe needs one car unit and one motor unit for shopping purposes etc." 3

"Well, tomorrow just buy Avanza or innova. Use the money cafe only Wawan.

Get the cash?"

"Yes Mas Damar. There are 850 million cafe money in the bank and in the office closet there are 600 million."

"Yes, please work again."

*****

"Still afternoon, better walk in the shops," muttered Damar then headed to the parking lot to take montor.

Damar casually propelled his motorbike among the crowded shops,

"Hemmm, the tumben's really stuck tonight."

"There's nothing really jammed, tumben," asked Damar to a parking attendant.

"Mas accident, Avanza versus taxi."

"Oh yes, thank you."

When he saw the gold shop while waiting for the front car to move, Damar was surprised to see Sarah.

"Is that sarah a Junior High school friend first huh..? My class sister!

Yes yes, that's Sarah, one of the first junior high school girls. Try me samperin."

After parking the motorcycle, Damar entered the gold shop, then approached Sarah.

"Sarah..?"

"Who is it..? forgot to remember..!"

"I'm Damar, your upperclassman."

"Ooooh yeah, remember me now.

What is this gold, how handsome is it?"

"You walk, I happen to see you, and then stop.

Don't you go to school, watch jewelry?"

"Mas Damar School, in SMA Negri 4, there is a golden shop guard job. It's good for school."

"What time does it work?"

"Hour 10 Mas. Another hour and a half back."

"Return to what?"

"Sometimes with friends sometimes ride a gojek, sometimes take an angkot. If departing often take an angkot, his wind bike is tucked in a fork."

"Where's your house anyway..?"

"Seruni village before Sani village and Gajah village."

"Lumayan is a little far away" said Damar,

"Want me to drive home..?"

"Hemmmm, you don't mind sending me home..?

Or will he not be waiting for his girlfriend?"

"Hehehehe! No girlfriend, no longer single.

Don't mind, it's relaxing."

"Then, Mas Damar is waiting next door, yes, there are people selling coffee and canned drinks. Wait there. It's not good here with my boss."

"Well Sarah," Damar replied then ordering cold-puppet tea.

*****

At 22:00 Sarah came out of the gold shop near Damar.

"Mas... Ayoo, he said he wanted me to come home?"

"Remain!" damar then stood up.

"Mas Damar has money, can't Sarah eat?"

"Have."

"It's okay then."

"What do you want to eat?"

"Just as for Damar."

"Eat some raw rice?"

"Bolteeh."

*****

It doesn't feel like 10:15 minutes. At the Lesehan stall, Damar and Sarah enjoy roadside raw rice.

While eating Sarah said,

"Once we didn't meet? "

"Yes Sarah, about three years. You were in second grade and I graduated.

Long time no see, more beautiful you."

"Hehehehe, it could have been seducing. You are also more handsome.

How did you know me?"

"So stuck cet, he said there was an accident. I accidentally saw you in the store.

I doubt it was you. Eeeh it turns out to be you."

"Did you still like to fight and like to get drunk as Junior High?"

"Well, sometimes you like to get drunk."

"Honestly very yourself, usually the person hides into his stern. You showed it."

"Well, tell me what it is" Damar replied.

"You're still in school what's my job?"

"School while you work."

"Where's the school?"

"In Pancasila High School."

"Owwwh, his school is the son of the rich. It's also great that you can go to school there. My dream high school."

"Well Alhamdulillah, I enrolled in Pancasila High School first, my mother sold inheritance land."

"Hehehehe could be you Mas."

"That's the truth."

"Working school, where do you work?"

"Ayu at the cafe."

"Ayu Rungkut's Cafe, next to the Asian bank and gas station?"

"Yes..."

"Once I eat there, invited by a coworker after payday. It's so good to burn duck. Soooook."

"When do you want to eat at cafe Ayu again? "

"Mahal Mas."

"I'll be the one to buy it" said Damar.

"May, wait for me payday!"

"Well!

It's 11 in the night. Let's unplug, all stop by and buy dignity and the light of the moon for you. Make a snack."

"That's really cool of you if you win a girl's heart.

Come on Mas."

After paying the meal bill, Damar and Sarah went to buy martabak and moonlight. Then Damar drove Sarah home.

*****

"Where's your house?"

"The hut house at the end of the village there loh, in front of the river."

"This is the mas of his house," said Sarah, then Damar turned his motorbike in the yard of the house is very simple.

"Come Mas Damar, come by for a minute."

"Yes Sarah" Damar answered and sat down on the porch,

"Hemmmm, faintly there is a female voice reading the qur'an.

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Latifah's middle-aged mother,

"Who is Sarah, how do you hear the sound of a motorbike in the yard?"

"Friendly friends of Buk. It's sitting on the porch."

"Please enter Mas" exclaimed Latifah's mother.

"On the terrace of Buk, I want to leave home, it's night, not good with the neighbors."

"What's wrong, son, the front house is Miss Sarah's lek. Neighbors here, most are still familiar."

"Don't go in..?"

"I want to go back, Sarah, it's night."

"Hemmmm, yes Mas, thank you for being delivered home and in the meal treaty.

Be careful."

"Yes Sarah, Buk, Damar come home first. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Latifah's mother.

*Connected.