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TIRTONADI SOLO TERMINAL

"Mass? Wake up!".

"Mass? Wake up!".

I heard a voice and felt my right shoulder in a soft pat.

I was still closed and slowly opened my eyes to see the bus was still empty and the middle-aged conductor standing next to where I was sitting.

"Would you leave, sir? Just leave why wake me up?". I muttered while yawning wide. Rigid neck I move to the left and to the right, the clutch sounds loud.

For a moment I saw the conductor's forehead flinched in wonder looking at me.

"The bus departed from 1 and a half hours ago and has now arrived at the Tirtonadi Solo terminal". The conductor replied while holding his smile.

"Hehhh! Seriously sir?". I glared in surprise, "Kok did not feel me, but just fell asleep earlier". I was dazed for a moment, this flying bus what a very short way arrived. What I am is not aware and too deep sleep.

"Hehe, seriously mas, just look out. the outside is bright, the mas sleep from the beginning of the bus departs and I do not feel good when I want to wake up". Said the conductor.

I looked out of the glass and sure enough, it was already bright and the sky was clear. Different when I started sleeping which was still quite dark. At first glance I also saw the writing of Terminal Tirtonadi out there. To make sure I see the watch that turns out to be correct when it shows at 06:30 aka half seven in the morning, Jogja Solo travel approximately 90 minutes.

"I'm sorry I'm sleeping sir and not waking up". I laughed awkwardly and immediately sat up straight while rubbing my eyes.

"Nothing mas, natural for hard workers are often tired.. Especially going to work early in the morning like me and the masnya. Going to Solo works, right? What building project is mas?".

"Project? what project sir?". Gw asked bungung, this conductor talked so cool that it is not perfect to say gw.

"The construction worker, right? That bag must contain the tools of the handyman, still young but already hard work this mas". The conductor smiled flatteringly.

F. U. C. K's! I just cursed in my heart. Instantly, at this time my confidence was immediately shattered into pieces.

Gw Abimana Pramono crown prince of the largest business empire in Asia, owner of 4 cute little spec angel. The sweater I wear is currently Armani's work for a new innovative car.*****, ****** that I wear made in italy. 1 box contains 3 sets ****** the Yamaha Nmax.

With a flat face without guilt plus a smile on the lips of this conductor even ngatain gw as a building porters.

A long time new this time I feel very humiliated kek gini, what face gw face porters what yak?

Want directly I tonjok fear of quality, do not I tonjok self-esteem hurt.

With the remaining rationality I try to be patient, it is better to explain subtly Maybe the origin of his guess.

"I'm not a construction worker sir and I haven't worked".

"Geez! Is it still unemployed? Means to Solo want to find a job, mas?". The conductor stared at me with a glance.

"That's not it sir, I mean it actually..

"It's true, today it's hard to find work".

This camp conductor interrupted my talk again and he seemed to think for a moment while looking at me.

"I saw a nice and simple man, what if I offered a job?". The conductor seemed hesitant.

"What job, sir?." I don't feel good about that offer.

"So it's like this mas, what if the mas become bus kenek only? Later I take it to see my boss, pretty much clean salary 1.5 million per month. If the work works well later can rise to become a conductor like me and the salary can be up to 2.5 million". A proud smile was imprinted on the conductor's lips after ending the sentence.

F. U. C. K's! From the current building porters to the bus nails, the boro-boro salary is 1.5 to buy less wiskey. If long here and not down will be able to khilaf this gw and gebukin this person.

"Why is he silent? Surprised by my lucrative offer, huh?".

"Oh if it's like that yes bothered mas even though I see the mas is very suitable so the bus buckle, too bad yes". Looks sorry the expression of the conductor in front of me.

I'm better suited to be the first person to spit on the Bus conductor. In my heart I answered.

"Maybe not my sustenance sir, thanks for the offer. Oya how much is this? I have not paid the travel fee". I quickly pull out the wallet, can be crazy if over time chatting with this old man.

"No need, just eat the money. Count me down". Answer him refusing.

"Hehehe, hehehehe, hehehe".from coolies to peaches and from the brow now to beggars, a few seconds more will I collapse this bus.

"The guy laughed happily, right? it is natural that people help each other".

"Yes sir thanks for the bus fare transaction, I'm sorry to go down first". I walked past him and immediately came down.

"Yes be careful, hopefully we can meet again on another occasion".

The conductor shouted from inside the bus as I walked into the terminal.

Meet matane again! mending I walk Solo Jogja instead of taking the bus there again. I walk while gedumel.

I went into the terminal area of Tirtonadi, for a glance I was amazed because this terminal has been to the airport. The building is magnificent and well-equipped and very spacious.

Is this the president's headquarters? And also his son the mayor, maybe a must in Indo if the home region of the president must be built.

After the era of the previous President is also that, from the city road to the streets of the countryside in Pacitan jatim on asphalt all because of the original president there.

I for a moment stop the road and think if Reza becomes President, then Madura will be built what? From the contents of the child's brain I think every hallway there will definitely be built satay stalls with plus-plus service, food tourism as well as esek-esek tourism so one. I'm so aiming at the horror of the banyangin, hopefully the next Indo President is really serious about building the nation and state not just building his native region.

Anjir! Why suddenly I became smart kek gini yak? Think of girl 4 aja bangtung even think of the country, the cake of this waiting alphabet terminal deh gw.

I immediately walked back and to get to the departure lane of the Bus, I had to walk through a long glass-walled large building.

When I entered the scene immediately changed, on the left and right side lined food stands and all kinds of knick-knacks and souvenirs.

"Buseett! This is the terminal what is the night market yak!". Gw shakes his head directly when he sees a very lively atmosphere and many people pass by, along with the sellers who promote their sales.

I walk fast and the only thing that can be passed is the middle lane.

"Mas meatballs mas, chicken noodles.. Soto is also. Please stop by mas".

"The bread mas make souvenirs".

"Mas blangkon typical Solo mas, cheap and affordable festive".

"The brick mas mas, this is the factory next to the house of Pak Jokowi you know mas".

All offers of traders accompany the footsteps. Without answering gw bodo very and keep going, why try to buy goods and cake food is Sorry yes. I snorted coldly and kept going.

"Mas please stop by mas, massage the whole body to eliminate fatigue and aches before a long trip". From behind came a very delicate female voice, a stand that I had just passed a few steps ago.

Lack of work, open a massage in the terminal, ngaco it mbaknya. Walk again ahh.

"Ehhh. foot..! Walk ahead of the dog! Why are you backing out.

"Geez! Just ngagetin me, why the way back mas? Want a massage, huh? Please come in, guaranteed satisfied and lost all tired".