The Hugger Heart

AN OPPORTUNITY

'Yes Hello...'

'Assalamu'alaikum....'

'Wa'alaikumussalam'

'Include my name Bowo from Yogyakarta.'

'Yes Mr Bowo, I'm Tania, can anyone help?'

'I got this number from Natural Craft Borneo Social media account, I want to invite a representative from Natural Craft Borneo to attend the Exhibition?'

'Ooo for a minute Mr. Bowo yes...I connect with Mr. Doni, owner of Natural Craft Borneo so that you can convey the invitation directly'

'okay...'

I also called my husband who was busy taking photos of the making of furun weaving that was being made by the acils gathered on the veranda of the house of Acil Otih, the owner of the shop and leader of the furun weaving society.

'Someone wants to talk to Dad, the owner of Natural Craft Borneo. His name is Mr. Bowo from Yogyakarta to be invited to the exhibition' I explained at a glance while handing over my phone.

My husband took the phone from my hand and walked away to our motorbike which was parked in the corner of the Acil Otih yard, to make it more comfortable to talk.

'Cil..this is how long does this webbing take?'

'Oh this is at most a day done, Ms. Ai...'

'In one day can be finished how many bags, Cil?'

'Usually a day can be two to three bags, if the bag is tahalus. If the ganal a day is only one'

'Oooo cepet also a day can take three bags. Means if I order a lot and need to be fast, about one week so, can be finished up to 50 bags ga?'

'I'm aja Bu ai....We're going to get rid of the rame-rame. Later divided by acyl. If one week for 50 bags tahalus three days kawa ai tuntung'

'Hmmm..faster means.'

'I want a small bag message, but it needs to be quick. A total of 50 bags, the model is like gini aja.' I pointed to the bag that is being made by Acil Iyah.

'But the size is 15cm. For souvenir's'

'Laughter Bu ai.... InshaAllah is lucky 3 more days'

'Yes, I ordered yes, Cil.my phone number has been stored the same Acil Otih as I ordered a large bag yesterday'

I continued the conversation with Acil Iyah asking about the making of mats and the process of processing turf until ready to be woven. While waiting for my husband to finish his phone.

At first glance I glanced, my husband was still busy chatting. And I continued my conversation with Acil.

I started this online business since my second son was born. Initially a friend from Jakarta ordered woven mat products to be sold to an acquaintance who was struggling with woven mats. To fill his living room. He was a man who loved the products of nature.

From one-two orders continue regularly. Until my son was born number three.

Over time, orders began to add up, from just about matting mats to woven bags, to home decorations made from woven.

However, in recent years orders have begun to decline. Because many are starting to sell online as well. Even the factory where I picked up the mat with a modern twist began to penetrate the online market.

I moved the bow to the woven bag. And meet with these acyls while hunting in search of a webbing maker. To cut the line and price we look for its woven maker.

It turned out that their house was not too far from where I lived. It only takes about 15 minutes to ride the motorbike at a speed of 50-60km/h so come here, where the acils make woven.

They used to make woven mats, but later began many who ordered made woven bags, tree places, and others.

And when they were gathered to give up the woven products made in each house that I passed by and began to know the acyls of this woven maker.

'Have the order been completed?'

My husband suddenly approached while handing back my phone that he had finished using.

'Eready. God willing three more days back here to take his order.'

'isn't that right, Cil? kataku.

'Remember, Ms. ai.... God willing.'

'Pay it now or later?'

'Because gin Bu lah.kalau hanyar paid for' said Acil Otih who had sat on the terrace with other acils.

'OK.sipp.'

'I say yes, Cil. InsyaAllah will be told if it is finished well.' my message while saying goodbye.

'Wa'alaikumussalam'

I walked behind my husband to our motorbike in the parking lot.

'A conversation with Mr Bowo about the invitation to the exhibition where?' ask me while wearing my own helmet until the sound 'click'

'There was an offer from him to attend the exhibition abroad.'

'Well...seriously?'

'Seriously dong. But there's a lot to prepare. Starting from the collection of photos, the selection of superior products to be contested in the exhibition and make an English-language paper about the products included in the competition.'

'Starting from the manufacturing process to the end of it'

'Dad want to join the show?' ask me while preparing to sit in the back seat of the motorbike.

'He wants to join..make experience.' replied my husband relaxed.

'really?'

'really. That's why we have to start preparing. Because the exhibition is two months away.'

'Whuaa is very quiet.' I began to think about which woven products would be included in the exhibition later.

'Where's the whole thing, Dad?'

'In Turkey'

'MashaAllah..pantesan would like to come....'

While still concentrating on riding the motor home, my husband began to look seriously into his plans.

'I think I should learn how to weave to the acyls there. To show the production prose. Because it became a contested condition as well.'

'Why were we chosen together Mr Bowo?'

'We're traders, not craft brewers'

'If Mr. Bowo said earlier, he chose us because in each of our posts the contents are not just selling doang products. But there is an explanation of the manufacturing process. The philosophy behind woven motifs and others. And all this time he had never brought woven craftsmen in the exhibitions he participated in'.

'Hmmm..gitu anyway' I said with a knotty smile. Because the creator of that post is me. The source of information I took from the sellers of products I know and the shoplifting acil. Combined with the information from the data search engine that I rely on so much.

Each trading post, followed by two posts that explain everything about that trading product. Starting from the manufacturing process to the story behind the woven motifs and the twists of life contained in the woven motifs.

'Trus who we want to participate in the race which one?' ask my husband.

'Not sure which one' said my husband with a big smile and got off the bike after parking in a safe position.

'Later to discuss first want which woven products.'

'Because it affects must learn to weave where later.'

'All right...alright.later discuss seriously' I said excitedly.

'Assalamu'alaikum's chat....The same father mom has come home, I said while knocking on the door asking to be opened.

'Wa'alaikumussalam.' said my eldest son, and immediately opened the door accompanied by his two younger brothers who began to race to his father.

Seriate..........

Acil \= Aunt

Ai \= is meaningless just to smooth speech.

Tahalus \= Small

Ganal \= Big

Kawa \= can

Lucky \= Finished

got \= later

gin \= has no default meaning, serves as word emphasis only.

hanyar \= new.