The old hand was so nimble on the frying pan. Heat cooking oil is not felt, occasionally sweat flowing quite swift on his forehead. Various fried food made for students who stop at the shop. Downstream homecoming vehicle that passed in front of the shop did not prevent him to keep selling.
Routine men from Kebumen is different than ordinary people. When people are still asleep in bed, he is busy preparing for anything that is needed to sell fried foods. Usually he is assisted by his beloved wife. From before dawn, he had to start taking merchant sales at other places, because not everything he sold was his own. While his wife was in charge of preparing various kinds of dough for fried food that will be sold.
This man of two children is usually assisted by his nephews selling. So the job is not too heavy because they have to work alone. But her niece could not help her every day. Besides having a job of his own, Pak Hadi also did not want to bother his nephew too often. So, not infrequently he had to sell alone from morning until late afternoon.
When asked how much his daily income, he claimed never counted. So never know how much he makes a profit every day. All he knows is only if it is calculated monthly. "If the daily I do not know how exactly,
Likes as long as a fried seller of course there. But he admitted never to be disturbed or diapak by thugs. The obstacles are seasonal, meaning sometimes if the empty buyer is very quiet. "If it's quiet again it's very quiet, if rame ya rame again". Once when his merchandise still left a lot because it was so quiet there was no buyer. But not infrequently also exhausted merchandise is not left.
