Jakarta In Today
Proverbs

That afternoon as usual for Warju, dry, hot and also noisy, the screams of fellow brow makes his ears stupid, mutually awkward and push each other has become a daily menu in this Kali Deres terminal.

"Ju, don't you be too hard, sing patient, sing calm, and rely sing akeh, just like that fortune comes from God, no need to rudely welcome it ." Abah Jamroji said, sitting in the driver's seat and smoking his cigarette.

"It's bah."

As the Warju was clamoring loudly for passengers, the heat was so intense and the empty stomach had not filled anything yet, imagine the menu of egg balado made by mak wajem and sweet iced tea smell jasmine cap poci.

Just that alone has made warju swallow spit repeatedly, a little intention maybe at rest will go visit the warung mak wajem to fill the stomach.

But who would have thought in the hustle of the terminal that made Warju feel dizzy, at first glance like a fireman who came to put out the fire.

His eyes did not turn to glance at other things around him, where there was a graceful woman in hijab that was very rarely seen in Jakarta, his footsteps slowly brought a plastic parcel.

A slightly timid bowed face, of course for an innocent villager like Warju is easy to blush, although with a slight blink of an eye and a soft smile red without lipstick in the slightest, it almost makes Warju soft.

"Assalamualaikum, excuse me brother ."

A soft and melodious voice sounded melodious in the ear of warju, involuntarily as if hypnotized by the voice of an angel.

Until the Warju just woke up a few minutes after the far away girl passed.

"Astagfirullah, waalaikumsallam."

Regarding romance romance for villagers like Warju, it is very rare to come into his life. Moreover, after he came to Jakarta which is visible from the sight of his eyes only every woman who deliberately showed aurat.

Until often warju said prayers to reject reinforcements to avoid the dangers of life in Jakarta. But it was only the first time in his life to feel a terrible sensation, when the mind remembered the beautiful smile of the girl who had just passed by.

His steps became light, every smile from Warju's yellow teeth was dazzling, walking a little jump and singing a chromo sidecar that clearly had nothing to do with the feeling in Warju's heart now.

But forget about the lyrics, in the ear of Warju the lyrics of a chromo symbol even feel like a classic jazz song about romance romeo and juliet. The noisy sounds of each kink clashed with each other to attract passengers into the backing sound of the drama theater of the love life he experienced, to attract passengers, even the figure of the girl made him forget that the purpose of traveling around was to find passengers.

Instantly, it was like getting the top prize from a YOSHAN chewing gum pack, even more so, like finding a diamond in a garbage can. Where he saw the girl he had just seen, was now present in the bus on Abah Jamroji's ride.

Polite sitting in the front VIP seat close to the driver, but strangely the driver disappeared somewhere.

"Assalamualaikum neng, the driver went where ."

"Waalaikumsallam, oh abah, is washing hands ."

Hearing his question answered politely it made Warju happy half to death, holding back his strange smile so as not to be considered a village.

"Where to go ."

"From bang ."

The answer that confused Warju.

Feeling strange but not cared about anymore by the warju, looking at the face of the girl who smiled after speaking made warju heart soar.

"Oh, Ju, wash your hands first there we eat ."

"ah, Abah why eat, there's this passenger ."

"This beautiful girl is a sump."

"He's my son Ju, his name is Siti Maemunah ."

Shocked and almost forgot to close his mouth, hearing the statement from abah jamroji really sounds very funny but do not dare to laugh at Abah Jamroji.

"Don't joke Bah."

"The people are not kidding." Look upset Abah Jamroji marked with the rise of one eyebrow and swaying cheeks up and down.

"Not exactly like ."

That is what the Warju think, because if it must be equated between Maemunah and Abah Jamroji, it will oppose the proverb 'Juah falls not far from the tree' but this father and son are really far away.

"Well, people look at that cute, just as rich as their father ." Stylish Abah Jamroji tried to change his face that was smiling, but looks horror.

While his son only held back laughter until he closed his mouth and threw a look in the other direction.

"Don't make Bah ." Once again Warju shook her head and smiled wryly.

"If you don't believe, don't expect to eat ."

"Don't that sump ."

Seeing how beautiful the son of Abah Jamroji Warju tried to be calm, but still, he was satisfied to laugh at Abah Jamroji who looked like a wrestling smackdown player while trying to smile kindly.

Until at the end Warju met a beautiful girl, full of Islamic charm in every smile full of meaning and beautiful question marks,

At night in his prayer Warju imagined the beautiful face of Siti maemunah Abah Jamroji, a glimpse of a shadow piece into the mind and make it not solemn.

Even in Warteg mak wajem, Warju Salah took a side dish to eat the porters, just like he mis-written the amount of debt, even, returning home, Warju is still wrong, and so on, due to enter the neighboring bathroom, where Mr. Roso still bathed in it.

How beautiful love is felt by warju, every thing from his eyes turns into something else happy. As when Mak Wajem blasphemed the government, it is now regarded as a dignified public figure to defend the poor for the better.

Bang tamro keuli sembako market that has become a porters for a lifetime, now turned into a responsible man figure with all the establishment of his debts.

Even Abah Jamroji who looks like a thug, it turns into a generous father figure with the hospitality to deliver the passengers kopaja twilight sejora, congratulations to the destination.

Love makes the world beautiful, as the curly-haired writer said.

When meeting Siti Maemunah while going to deliver Abah Jamroji food, Warju smiled all the way, not much to say, even a word stuck in the throat.

"Abang has been wandering in Jakarta for a long time ?." Maemunah asked with a polite smile to Warju.

Cold sweat and confusion were visible on Warju's face.

"I..iya, long ago, but .." replied the Warju stammering.

This is just one word that Warju answered but like attending the greeting of the regent when he wanted to inaugurate a new road after being on the asphalt.

But whatever the force, Warju saw himself in the mirror reflection, shabby face, crumpled clothes, shabby hair, yellow and poor teeth. All of it was like a stain, a stain that he would never be able to clean as a village man and a hick.