BABE JADULKU

The Part 27

Sorry also I taught Bang Parlin to play social media, every day there was just a new one. The one who takes advantage of his weakness. Starting from the collection of donations, zakat, to online merchants. Today I was surprised by the arrival of the package.

"This is Parlindungan Siregar's house?" ask the person who delivered the package.

"Yes, right, what's the package?"

"This, Mom, COD yeah, ma'am, four hundred and fifty grand." I immediately called the husband who was behind the house.

"What is this, Bang?" ask me to pay for the package.

"Just open up, Deck, it's a gift for a bitch" said the husband.

I tried to read the writing on the packaging, it turns out the contents of the skincare package. Duh...

"For what you buy gini, I have, it's a lot," I said a little annoyed.

"Lo, instead of thanking you,"

"I took the HP Bang Parlin, I saw the contents of the conversation he had with the online merchant. I was moved, it turned out that the person needed help, this one I was sure was real, not mode, he refused when Bang Parlin offered money help, he just wanted the sale to be purchased, he just wanted to sell it, bang Parlin bought it.

When I checked the husband's HP, it turns out he ordered a lot, one of them was a set of trimmer, there were even truck cars for my son. My son was not forty days.

"Bang, it seems like Brother is starting to deviate from the principle of his own life, buy what is needed, not what is desired for what is a car?" I said protest.

"We don't need it yet, Dek, but the seller really needs it, just look at his Facebook status, sad continue" said the husband.

Yes, God, whether my husband will change, how do I make him not like most people who depend on HP, considering he has a lot of free time, so HP will be a target.

When my son was forty days old, it was time for us to go home, there would be a show swinging my son. At the same time the name of the title for my son.

"Bang, let's just move back, Bang," I said to my husband. After I think, maybe this is how to let Bang Parlindungan like before, in the garden there is no signal, let it dwell with cows and oil palm, than the husband long ago digondol pelakor.

"Related, Deck?"

"Yes, Bang, sure,"

"Reason?"

"I'm afraid you're getting tangled up, you're too innocent, Bang, you're an expert on life, but not in cyberspace" I said.

"Hmmm, Adek lebay,"

"Lebay?" I was really surprised to hear Bang Parlin say the word lebay, it's my dictionary, he never said it like that. This is probably one of the medsos' influences.

"Believe the same Brother, Dek, Brother can certainly resist temptation, adak right, medsos that many temptations, but in the real world also many temptations, not only in social media, but also in the real world, while we dwell in the garden there is tempting, but Brother is strong," said the husband.

We went home, we took the car, the driver was hired. The event went well, my son was named Sutan Pinayungan Siregar. When the event took place, I was more silent, because indeed I did not know what to say, almost everyone spoke Angkola Batak.

After the event, I asked to come to Bang Parlindungan's garden, even if he tried to prevent it, but I insisted on joining. Bang Parlin was worried because our son was only forty-five days but somehow I didn't want to part with Bang Parlin, he went to the garden he said he wanted to sell cows, because it is nearing the sacrifice.

Finally I came too, my recklessness actually tortured my husband, throughout the journey he became the one who takes care of our baby.

Hearing us coming, my brother and sister Ria came to the house, the house made of wood was in the middle of the palm oil plantation. I don't know why I feel peaceful here. Apart from HP, there are also storytelling friends, my brother and sister faithfully accompany me here.

"How's it going here, brother?" ask Bang Parlin to my brother. We were sitting around watching our cows being transported one by one.

"Thank God, calm down, but, that's it, sorry, Parlin, I feel useless here," my brother said.

I know what it means, my brother is an educational scholar, maybe his knowledge feels useless if you have to struggle with cow dung.

"How useful, brother?"

"I said husband, Brother," I said later.

"Yes, anyway,"

"I have an idea, how about we build a school here" said Bang Parlin.

"Suitable, pity the children of employees, want to go to school away for mercy," suddenly the father-in-law came to talk.

Ah, my husband always has a solution for every problem, he wants to build a school on the plantation. Indeed I see the children of the garden employees long time for school. But, building a school is certainly not easy, it costs a lot and a lot of energy.

Bang Parta contacted, Bang Nyatan as well, they are willing to help fund. Ria's husband is trusted to take care of the building, my account is believed to accommodate funds from other relatives. My brother is believed to be the head of the foundation. While brother-in-law is believed to take care of licensing. We all have a project of setting up a private SD school on the plantation. The name of the school has been agreed to be taken from the name of the father-in-law will be used.

Pardomuan private elementary school, the name that will be used for the school. I salute this family. The funds collected are very large, exceeding the necessary funds. My account is fat. I really am the finance minister. My position rose, now I am the finance minister for the extended family of Pardomuan Siregar.

"Bang, sing a time cake song at the party Bang," I said to my husband. At that time we were in a cottage, the Ucok again slept on a swing. While many cows roam around, Bang Parlin herds cows and buffaloes. After the cows were sold during Eid al-Adha, we now have three buffalo. Pedets are rare, so we keep buffalo.

Bang Parlin then took the flute from his backpack, began to play the flute. Peaceful feeling.

"Bang, I saw on TV the cow used by people to plow fields, narik pedati again, here why?" ask my husband when he's done playing his flute.

"Pity, Deck, is here only for the flesh,".

"Bang, it's on TV there's a shepherd boy playing a flute while riding a cow" I said again.

"There's nothing, Dek, cows will run when ridden, except buffalo,"

"Ohh, it's our buffalo, try to get up there," I said again.

Uh, the husband even complied, he climbed on the buffalo's back, I immediately took HP, and immortalized the moment. He played the flute over the buffalo.

"I want to go up too, Bang," I said later.

"Don't, Dek, your dress is red, she'll be angry" said the husband.

"Where do animals know color, too" I said in disbelief.

"Yes, right, Deck, buffalo don't like red,"

"Ah, I can't believe it, I said as I got down from the hut, approached the buffalo, and jumped onto it.

But it is true said Bang Parlin, the buffalo was raging, he thrashed, so I bounced and fell to the earth. It hurts so much, my waist hurts. Along with that, my baby who had been three and a half months was also crying, I was grimacing as well.

As a result, Bang Parlin carried me behind and the Scout in front, while escorting dozens of cows, we went home.

"Either, the husband by the way was horrified," Omel's husband along the way. I can only grimace, my waist really hurts. Feeling guilty too, but being carried by your husband feels good.

"I'm just pretending, Bang, it's nice to carry Abang," I said at last.

"Pretend, pretend, hey, Dek, in Dumay you know everything, but here, you're the expert, so call me napa?" husband says.

"Yes, Bang, yes, but in dumay Abang nurut adek yes, because in dumay adek experts," I said while tightening the grip on the husband's neck.

Yes, that's how it is, humans have their own expertise, let's ask and according to the experts.

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