Pak Trisno: The ojek driver and Devoted Father

Pak Trisno: The ojek driver and Devoted Father -

 

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likes traffic of Jakarta as much as Trisno. It is his bread and butter. His clients leave the office at the end of the day, their briefcase swinging in the breeze, take a look at the dead end and wave the most. As a ojek driver has everything you need to run a successful business: procurement, some 20-odd million people who commute to and from Jakarta every day; and demand, people who prefer to pay a little more to get home in 40 minutes, instead of hailing a taxi and sat in traffic for two hours. Who says you have to go to the business school?

Trisno never finished high school, much less his MBA, so he is determined to do whatever it takes to ensure that her daughter did. Trisno left his village in East Java there are more than two decades to try his hand in the big city, a job in the port of Tanjung Priok not long after arriving in the Big Durian. Every day he processes the necessary papers to get ships in and out of the port, but there are about nine years, things have progressed and everything began to be made on computers, Trisno became obsolete. Without a high school diploma, he had nowhere to turn.

Without really thinking about it, he became a ojek driver. He had a wife and children at home. He did not have time to explore the labor market. His wife needed money for her to prepare dinner for the family and his daughter needed money to pay for school and a new uniform.

He jumped on a bike and never looked back.

But here is where the story gets interesting Trisno. He is addicted to work. He does not sit in the shade and smoke cigarettes all day. It is at dawn seven days a week and does zigging and zagging through traffic if passengers home to their wives and children, or ensure that the guys in the links do not miss important meetings, he is the negotiation and sale of spare parts of motorcycle.

"My daughter is not going to miss out on education," said Trisno. "I do what I have to do to find money to bring it to school. This is my responsibility as a father. she is in Grade 11 now, just a year and will be at the University. "It's true, at university.

Gun to his head, Trisno has no idea how he will pay for it, but his determination knows no bounds. He will understand. Right now, he pays about Rp.300,000 one month for his daughter to go to school. When she went to quadruple that number likely college. But if he has to sell a million new brake pads to his companions ojek drivers, or it must pick up the customers day and night to get there, Trisno does not care. He plays by his own rules.

He could spend days playing chess and pulling his shirt to rub his belly, but he prefers to be out running around town, picking up customers and money. Knowing that some nights he can not go home until her daughter is asleep. She will never have to worry as he did in high school, if there will be enough money for her to graduate. The next morning, he will be gone by the time she had breakfast, but it's OK with that. It is what he has to do to make sure her daughter gets the education he never did.

If you want to help Pak Trisno, please get in touch by email petersenzack@yahoo.com

 

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