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Tuesday, February 13, 2007

Teh botol-onomiec

At least there are three Allah SWT’s gifts that become the biggest miracle in the human kind history which are: bothok, fried Tempe and Teh Botol (Koeaing!)

Teh botol sosro, the bottled jasmine tea, is not just an ordinary tea. Nothing compare to this Tegal tea . I think teh botol still becomes the first among others in the Oost-Indie. My first touch with the botol started when I was in Bandung. I had a friend named as Moeljadi Hamzah, but I often call him by Dimoelkenkoeaing! He always asked me to accompany him to the Darokdhok’s, the grocery store nearby our boarding house, most every night.

And he always drink the teh botol sosro, without forget even once, 7 days a week, 31 days a month and 365 days a year ! Years after, I just known that in his homeland Balikpapan there was no the botol. Moreover, you cannot find the botol in Lampung either. When you finally find one bottle of it you should give Allah a thankfully prayer for it! I don’t know why this tea is scarce in the outside of Java Island. Nevertheless, when you talk about Jakarta, nothing’s compare to teh botol…


...there are three absolute things in this world bothok tempe gorengand teh botol...
During that time, I was still a big fan of American soda. After I got my kidney stones, there was no other choice but looking for other safe beverages. Accidentally, mul has recognized me with this contagious beverage!

I admit, the most delicious tea for me is jasmine tea. I don’t like rose tea, not to mention Sariwangi tea. Sariwangi literally means ‘a good smell tea’ but in reality, it is just an apek (smelly) tea. Why do you bother get the apek tea in to your stomach? Not me! If there were strawberry-tea vendors, I bet it will be sold-out! So many peoples like to drink all strawberry variances beverages!

I have an unforgettable experience regarding this drink. It was in the middle of our national square, Monas. I was thirsty to death, God bless me, and I saw the teh botol vendors nearby the garden. I got in one and drank it as fast as possible; it was just as if a Bedouin found an oasis after weeks on deadly thirst. This was my first mistake, buying without asking the price first! We talk about Madurese vendors here, not Chinese! In the biz world, Chinese act like Angel and the Devil was Madurese for sure. This madurese vendor then said to me "seven thousands only boy..."

What the fuck? The market price was only six hundreds rupiahs! This was one thousand percent more fold! Ten times!

"Eh asshole...gives me the right price or I don’t give you a shit!" I was about to hit that bastard...


Teh botol....


Suddenly – I didn’t have any ideas where they came from—the Madurese with their traditional dagger, clurit, surrounded me

"Any problems son?”
"Ach...no sir, I just want to pay this teh botol " I replied with pretended...it was better to pretend than lose my neck...

As the opposite, I have found the cheapest teh botol price since I stayed at Rawa belong resident, not only one vendor but other vendors as well. I guess they just conducted what our great prophet has said, “Sell five items with two margins is better than sell two items with five margins..."

Warung Aceh was for instance, it was nearby my boarding house, if the others sold one thousand and five hundreds rupiahs per bottle, she just sold it by seven hundreds only! It was awesome indeed! No wonder if I hung around there most every night and of course drank the teh botol....

Later on the price was increasing became two thousands, followed the high oil price! Nevertheless, he still sold it by one thousand and five hundreds rupiahs only! It was crazy though, I didn’t have any ideas how she create some margins? But hell, the important thing was, I still had a teh botol party every night, nothing was more! However, everything in this world has its limit, so does with my fun. The Aceh was closed without any previous announcement at all! Later on, I noticed that her husband married again with another woman in Lebak Bulus area, what a pity woman!

After that, I kept my passion for the botol hunt. There were four warungs around the neighborhood; the first one was The Padang warung. He sold one thousand and two hundreds rupiahs per bottle. Then there were two Bataks warungs, the smelly Ucoks’s (he got a very bad smell of his body’s odor) and and the honest Ucok’s. The smelly Ucok’s sold one thousand and one hundred, it was cheaper then the padang’s) but it was more expensive than what the honest Ucok’s has sold, one thousand only!

It was the same price with warung Bissu? What? Yes, warung bissu. I didn’t know his real name was but because he came from Bugis, Southern Celebes. I could not even known whether he was a man or a woman, alias she male from Bugis, bissu! He/she sold the teh botol one thousand as well! This warung was my favorite place to pass by. Replaced the warung Aceh. Simply because this warung was the nearest warung from my house, while the Honest Ucok’s need to have some walks instead...

I got my own conclusion then, if the teh botol’s price was cheaper or at least match with the seal’s price, so I guaranteed the other stuffs were cheaper too, whether they conducted the Great prophet’s saying or not. At the end, the Aceh’s and Bissu’s were closed! I didn’t know whether they sold everything in too lower prices level or other causes. Definitely, I just had one option, the honest Ucok’s only...

That’s it, teh botol sosro as an indicator of the goods movement and price; you could name it as the branch of new economics studies, Teh botol-onomics....

Koeaing!
Drinks 400 bottle of teh botol sosro yearly...



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