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Warju is getting better at doing dishes, cooking rice, cooking side dishes ala warteg and also writing down the names of the people in debt.

There are more than six people who are indebted at this Mak wajem stall. One of them is the Tarmo bang, as a porters carrying goods in a food stall.

He was also one of the sepuh nomads from Purwokerto and 12 years depending on the fate in the market as a freight-carrying service.

Every day, the Warju hand must move quickly to take every food menu selected by the porters of the market.

One of my favorite dishes is Nasi Ala. Consisting of half rice, half orek and half-eye eggs, 500 rupiah including water, is enough to just block the stomach rumbling of the market porters smell of balm and their sweat.

The more crowded the warteg, the more smiling the face of Mak Wajem even though most of them are debtors. But this is understandable, because like the proverb, 'Assemble upstream, but swim can not to the edge' means it is no matter sick first, rather than having to see the suffering of people.

It was a play on Mak Wajem who became his life motto, although not limited to good things that are often done by Mak Wajem, who was also a good man, but it is not free every day to criticize the work of the government which always gets unpleasant comments.

Especially after listening to Radio RI which about the news of the hungry bustle of the people inland because it is not touched by development.

Then Mak Wajem comments like this..

"Why can't you think it's Ju, the government here's an excess of rice until it can be brought home, but there Ju, you can imagine, you can imagine, make a meal if they have no nutrition, no medicine, no doctors, this dying government is dying. " Shouted Mak wajem, with his hands pointing out of nowhere.

It has become everyday Mak Wajem, Warju who listened carefully, without losing sight of the hands of people taking bananas or fried foods at will, himself, even pick with hands full of dirt and sweat that makes the mouth feel sour.

Even though it seems to be tired of listening to every word Mak wajem who continues to nag the government, Warju is very loyal to be a good listener.

At least it could make Warju think about the crazy ideas that rotate under the fan seat.

"Sir, then let's just send a letter to the president ." Said relaxed.

Warju echoed his opinion when Mak Wajem stopped commenting.

"Well, by the way, you are Ju, I have sent dozens of letters to the president about the problem of corruptors who must be circumcised twice, until the problem of asphalt that faded in front of our stalls, and then there was the problem of corruption, I never get a reply ."

It turns out that the crazy idea that I'm calling Warju was stale all those years ago, even if it's true, is, mr. President may be tired of seeing the kind of writing SD children learn to write latin which often makes Warju confused when wanting to write additional debt from porters.

"Ju, kowe does not need to bother taking care of government issues that sometimes are not clear where it goes, we are all here just years ampe moss so coolie, from still a boy nyampe bangkotan, we are all here, never once thought to demand the president, it will even be the runyam of our lives. "

Also visited porters carrying all goods, Bang Tamro who is a fellow nomads from Java. Not to mention the additional fried food that he took with his hands tangled.

"From the thought of the government mending you immediately write how much everything ." Bang Tarmo.

"Nasi ala rate of 2,500, fried food eat how many pack ? ."

Long thought Bang Tamro like to forget what he took...."3. "

But do not forget the Warju remember what Bang tamro ate and written in his debt book five seeds. It taught Warju that as clever as lying the problem of fried food in warteg gave the fact how devious think porters always blind the hearts of the debtors when calculating what is chewed.

"Ju, it's better to think about what's most important to us as nomads, so we can better move forward ."

Poured by Bang Tamro a tip that made Warju think of another crazy idea under a spinning fan.

A moment later, a sheet of fried tempeh was taken from his place by Bang Tamro, as if the question was a trick to distract the Warju.

"Add 200 rupiah ." Warju said writing the contents of the Bang Tamro debt summary.

"Not in Jakarta there are many nomads, more than one or two people, but thousands, even tens of thousands of them live to work in this city, but why no one wants to help each other." Answer Warju.

"Indeed what kowe expects, we people just porters, porters of buildings, even unemployment, for daily eating alone is difficult."

"This, this is what we always think about bang, we only think about ourselves, no matter about others, when if we help each other, I'm sure everything will be smooth." Answer back Warju a little disappointed.

Mr. Tarmo seriously listened to Warju's opinion. Although he was a senior in his strange life as a porters, but wise enough to give Warju a chance to comment.

"So what do you mean."

"How about we open a nomads department, so that we can help each other with work and shelter ."

"Paguyuban opo meneh iki." Banging head bang Tarmo.

(What other group is this.)

Warju smiled widely, she stood up with spirit, smiling face and eyes looking sharp, clenched in her thin hands.

"We collect all the nomads from the land of Java who know, in the city we share information."

"What kind of information."

"That is already a job, provide job information for our friends who are still unemployed... Suppose there are new ones coming from the village and have no place to live, give a little help for the bed until they work, and do not be arrogant if it is successful."

"Hmmm that sounds good."

From a slum warung warteg near the sembako market, in the beginning of the adventurer Warju the legend of the Javanese nomads on the ground as hard as Jakarta concrete.

Attracting the hearts of every nomads who have put their lives in the city of Jakarta, because they realize that all this time they have to accept all conditions without being able to bargain, work anything and throw away dreams to be able to change fate.

But it was on the initiative of Warju to open the city that they could add insight, bond among fellow nomads and help each other in finding a better job.