Getting RicherÂ
Tri Budhi Sastrio
The flight is okay, the food is okay, the lesson is more than okay.
After smiling each other, Kasidi feels okay to this
     good looking guy.
Go to Jakarta, right, he asks politely, Kasidi nods,
     conversation is started.
Business or pleasure, pleasure is the answer,
     visiting my nephew.
Oh, ok, I visit my daughter, she does her
     doctorate, I am retired.
Oh, ok. Good for your daughter, majoring in ...
Business is the answer, I don't like business,
I like giving, but it is not easy.
Do you believe that giving is difficult, receiving
is much easier?
Kasidi is a little bit surprised because as far as
     he knows, both are not easy
Giving is not easy, receiving is not easy, so why.
Tomorrow is a year I try to give my money freely
     but instead of shrinking,
I am richer and richer, you follow my story, right?
I stare to this man, no suspicious sign in his eyes.
There is no question he is serious and sincere,
No sign as a liar in the eyes, just only honesty.
I have a lot of rich friends, many of them very rich,
And I want to donate my money to them but
Instead of they receive, in fact they pay me a lot.
If you want to give, just give, and then how come
Instead of donating then you are receiving ...
That is the problem, he cut sharply, I am getting
Richer and richer, you know how much money
I get this year, I shake my head, astonishingly.
Billions, you know, that is the answer, that is
The reason I only offer to my rich friends, not ...
He stops for a while, gazing on me, and ... shit,
I understand he must think I am not a rich one
And that is true ... hehehe ... do you want ...
To give a shot receiving my challenge offer?
Without thinking to much I nod, who is afraid,
Asshole, then he starts his challenging donation.
You may choose, if I offer you one billion and
Ten thousand IDR, which one will be your choice.
If you take one billion, then stop there, finish.
I have to chose ten thousand because that is
The only option left. but you have an obligation to feed me until the next seventeen days
By doubling each day my money, please think
A while before you respond to my challenge ...
Without a blink the answer is given like lightning
I choose one billion, choosing without blinking.
Then the silence becomes the king between us.
That is the reason why I choose my rich friends
To answer my challenge, to receive my donation.
I think you are not rich enough to pay me, right?
 Â
Again the silence becomes the king between us.
We don't speak anymore until landing in Jakarta.
We don't even meet again after that bizarre short
Conversation, but this is the fact must be stated,
He is right, I am not rich enough to pay and feed
Him ... IDR 310.720.000 is a lot of money, I don't
Have and this is just a basic math, right? Wow ...
(tbs-kas/sda-25122024-087853451949)
   When the title of this poem is inserted to the browser of AIPG, the following poem shows up.
    Â
In days of old, when wealth was told
A tale of riches, now a story bold
A dream of fortune, a life of gold
A path to prosperity, a tale to hold
The streets of gold, a city of wealth
Where fortunes are made, and dreams are birthed
The hustle and bustle, a never-ending quest
To climb the ladder, to reach the crest
