BABE JADULKU

The Part 19

A truly exhausting and exciting journey. Beautiful views through the forest and oil palm plantations. During the thirteen-hour journey Bang Parlin and Bang Parta continued to talk. Their conversation was boring, I said boring because I didn't understand what they were saying. The language they speak is Angkola/Mandailing Batak.

"Consider us napa? speak the language of unity" said Bang Parta's wife.

"Yes, agree, don't use planetary language" I said.

"Udahlah, you women are listeners only once, once a year not necessarily I can speak our language," said Bang Parta.

I finally fell asleep, then woke up to quite a shock, I saw out a very ugly road, it turned out that the journey here was more difficult than the trip to Bang Parlin's garden. I saw that Bang Parta's wife was fast asleep. I looked back and forth with no other vehicle. Left right of oil palm plantations. Suddenly I felt the car stop.

"There's snakes!" bang Parta said before I could ask. I looked ahead, O Lord, the great serpent is in the way, the serpent is like blocking the way. The body of the snake is like a swelling in the middle.

"He had just eaten, so it was difficult to move" Banget Parta said. While Bang Parta's wife was unperturbed, she continued to sleep beside me.

Bang Parlin and Bang Parta got out of the car, they actually caught the big snake, Bang Parta like it was an expert, without obstacles means she dragged the snake and asked for a sack on me.

"Take the sack in the trunk first" he ordered. While he and Bang Parlindungan held the snake.

I immediately got off and opened the trunk, took the sack and threw it at them. It turns out they want to bring the snake, not forgetting I made it with an HP camera.

"What is it for?" my many.

"To be given to employees, they would love this" Bang Parta said.

"No, don't want me to be in a car with a snake" I shouted later.

"It's nothing,"

"No, no" I said again.

Finally Bang Parlindungan released the snake. He spoke to Bang Parta while laughing. Ah, before these old people, they laughed at me.

We arrived at the end, but not the garden, but the village or rather like a small town. We got out of the car and were greeted by a boy, Bang Parta.

"Where's the garden?" my many.

"We don't live in the garden, only the gardener lives there" replied Bang's wife Parta.

It turns out that Bang Parta's garden is very large, much wider than Bang Parlin's. It has become a kind of plantation company, no longer a people's garden. The small town was almost all plantation employees. Justjust wonderful.

I took pictures in the area, took pictures with Bang Parlin, with orangutans, and uploaded them on Facebook. Just two minutes, the rapi immediately commented.

(Pity you are Niyet, people vacation to Singapore, Bali, you. even to the forest)

Immediately welcomed, Romli-my ex who ever wanted to embarrass Bang Parlin at the Party.

(Kasian, kasian, befriended orangutans,)

He comments like that because I have posted photos with orangutans, snake photos I also post. I finally got bullied by a gangmate.

(No free nickname Niyet, finally met your monkey).

A friend's comment again. I got hot, but I just showed my husband the comment, I wanted to know how he reacted. As expected, if I were to be insulted, he would be very angry.

"From here we go to Bali" said the husband.

I smiled when I heard my husband's words. But I thought, our goal is just friendship, not to show off luxury.

With Bang Parta's wife we went to the market, the plan today we will cook big. Again I was surprised by the price here, a tie of cassava leaves cost six thousand. Whereas in this field only two thousand, the city again. I thought because the price of vegetables would be cheap. Even more surprised the price of thirty thousand gas.

"Againly expensive here huh, brother?" I asked Bang Parta's wife.

"It's normal, really," the woman replied.

Well, he said normally, are people here paying more? Or is it more expensive here?

I just found out that Bang Parta's wife is at work, she's the director of their CV. Their plantations are not cans, their employees reach hundreds of people. Lose away Bang Parlin who had a garden of only ten acres, employees only twenty-five people. But it turns out they do not keep cows, because large rivers often overflow can drown cows. Bang Parta is the big boss here. The truck is dozens, there are oil palm plantations that have not been harvested.

"Bangku is good, really good, he just finished Elementary School, but his employees are undergraduate," said Bang Parlin when we visited the plantation office.

"It's not me who's good, but this Parlin who's good, he who gave me my first capital eleven years ago" said Bang Parta back to praise his sister.

Wow, amazing this family, in eleven years already able to establish a CV.

While out there many people who go to school until seventeen years can only be employees.

"I'm just a farmer, he takes care of the CV" Bang Parta said, pointing to his wife.

Three days in Ketapang, it was time for us to go home, Bang Parta gave us the fare.

"It's take, Nia, if I give you Parlin she'll refuse" Bang Parta said. Of course I accept, who can refuse sustenance.

We were escorted to the airport, this time we took a plane directly from Ketapang, Rahadi Usman airport his name, from Ketapang to Pontianak, just from Pontianak to Padang, from Padang we will take a car to Rokan Hilir, where Dame and my friend Rina.

When transitive in Pontianak I open Facebook, I have not opened Facebook for a long time, since bullied gang friends, I'm not anymore.

I was surprised by many notifications, and more surprised there are three recent statuses, well, is my Facebook hijacked?

It turns out that many of my photos were uploaded, my photos that I keep in the gallery are uploaded no matter who. What makes me ticklish is the caption.

(Liar in the forest, which is important sultan) so caption one of the status of the picture of myself again riding Pajero car owned by Bang Parta.

(Let my old husband, the important money collected) so that another status accompanied my picture again wearing all my jewelry.

There is another status that uploads my picture again standing in the middle of the palm oil plantation caption again makes me shake my head.

(Let the husband of a palm oil farmer, which is important not stingy)

Screaming of the husband sitting next to me, she was smiling. There is no way he, he did borrow my HP yesterday, but it is impossible, open the SMS he is not smart, then who?

I looked at the HP screen, then I saw my husband again, he was even more smiling as he glanced at my HP screen.

"Make another one, Dek, write gini, let the villagers, the important one can substitute Nunung," said the husband.

"What is this brother?" I said while pinching his stomach.

She laughed out loud, "I can't stand being insulted" said the husband in between his laughter.

My guess is that Bang Parlin had Bang Parta's wife make that status, because when Bang Parlin borrowed my HP, they again sat on the porch with Bang Parta and his wife.

*still to continue....*

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