BABE JADULKU

The Part 51

"After trying, then we pray and continue to rely." so said the husband when I asked what practice he did all night. She barely slept, only this time I saw her husband.

"Sister's love, her cow sank to death" I said with a sad look.

"Yes, Dek, Abang forgot to tell you, Brother so feel guilty, should also be told the cow should not be caged or tied if there is a disaster. Flood or fire disasters, cows should not be tied up, because animals also have survival instincts" said the husband.

"Maybe it's because my brother didn't take care of the cow, Bang, he used to say he was fed up with cow dung" I said.

"Don't say that, Deck, can't do that,"

Ah, not really cool this husband, can not be invited ghibah or gossip. And I think it's true. Brother has repeatedly said tired of taking care of cows. Suddenly my HP shook, there was a call from my brother.

"You need to report the state of the school, our school is all muddy, maybe it should be closed first or three days" Kakaku said.

"Yes, sister, how is the cow sister, can anyone be saved?" my many.

"There, two tails are herded by your brother when he wants to function,"

"Why isn't it all herded, brother?"

"Where can, Nia, want to be put where, the open has all flooded,"

"So I should take off the cow, then the cow saved itself" I said again.

"Yes, but panic, how else, they say a flood like this only happens once every ten years,"

"Yes, Brother, Bang Parlin also said so, so how, Brother?"

"Yes, how else, let's just say, I learned from Parlin, he was sincere when the cow was stolen by people, we'll start from scratch again," my brother said.

Pity also my brother, they have not had time to get the results of the cow, the new capital that returns, when they want to profit, comes this calamity. It turns out that my brother-in-law is not discouraged, according to my brother he will start from zero again. I feel sorry too.

"Bang, the person who was stricken by the disaster is entitled to Zakat?" ask my husband.

"Yes, Deck, that includes the poor, because they've got nothing,"

"Pity our alms for my brother, pity him" I said later.

"Yes, Dek, Abang wants to go home first thing in the afternoon" replied the husband.

"I'm coming, Bang," I said. Because since marriage we have never been apart, wherever I always come along.

"Can't, Deck, run out of this flood, the terrain is heavy, pity the Butet."

"But, Bang,"

"Udah, Dek, stay here once, yes, there will be Miss Ratna, you will tell Ms. Ratna to sleep here first" said the husband.

I finally relented, it was hard to let go of my husband, but there was always a first time for all. It's also true said Bang Parlin, I will also be a burden for Bang Parlin.

"Bang, hurry home, yes" I said as I let Bang Parlin go. He went with a driver. Bring medicine for the farm and farm.

"Yes, Dek, take care of the Ucok, yes" said the husband.

"Yes, Bang" I said with a sad face. As if they were going to separate forever.

"Bang, I'm in napa, promise, Bang, I'm not fussy, don't ask for a buffalo ride" I said again. I don't know why it feels so hard to be this parting.

"Oh, Deck, the road just doesn't know what can be passed" said the husband.

"Yes, come on, Bang, call ya, Bang," I said at last.

They left too, sad to say, no one put the Ucok to sleep anymore, I am indeed a spoiled wife. I shed tears as I entered the house.

"Hey, Ucok, Butet, no fuss, no more singing," I said to my two children.

The Ucok was just dumb-eyed, butet of course did not understand, because it was only six months. Ms. Ratna laughed. Duh, I laughed at my own ART.

I saw the gallon bottled water that had not been lifted into place, I immediately remembered the husband. Duh, when only fifteen minutes they left. Yes, God, how am I supposed to get through this a week?

Suddenly my husband's Mitsubishi Strada car came back again, sounding his typical horn, anyone staying?

"Why, Bang, is anyone missing?" ask me after my husband enters the house.

"Yes, something is left behind" replied the husband.

"What, Bang? HP, charger, or money?" I said while looking around.

"No, Deck, that left my soul mate,"

"Just get ready, come along, we'll face it together" said the husband.

"Yessss," my reflexes clenched fists and cheered happily. Ms. Ratna was just shaking her head at my behavior. He also helped me prepare.

My husband seemed to know what was in my mind, he turned back because he could not also leave me, duh, it felt flowery. Floating flying in the clouds.

"Bang, why did you change your mind, because you couldn't leave me, right?" ask me when I'm on my way.

"No, if you do not participate less rame, it is common to be rumored, nothing omeli feels less abdol," said the husband.

"Ish, excuse me, tell me you can't separate from me, even if it's only a week" I said pede. I am the one who cannot separate from my husband.

Bang Parlin's old-fashioned phone rang, he told me to take it, it turned out to be from Ria.

"So brother come along?" ria said as soon as the phone was connected.

"Yes, Ria, your brother can't be separated from me" I said.

"I told you earlier, brother, because the road is smooth, had come heavy equipment from the service, the road has been repaired, the rest of the flood has been cleaned, I said Samabang Parlin, brother just come, brother come along, because I wanted to see Butet" said Ria.

As my mood changed, like flying in a cloud, suddenly the wings broke, like a flowering heart, suddenly the flowers withered.

"Oh, that's it, Ria, yes, I'm coming" I said no more excited.

I saw Bang Parlin, he laughed giggling. Sebel.

Our journey was smooth, we turned through the west cross, which is through Simalungun district, North Tapanuli with Lake Tobya. In the middle of the road I was running out of water. I said Bang Parlin, and Bang Parlin told the driver to stop if there was a mosque or SPBU. But the car didn't stop either, while the cold made me unable to take it anymore.

"Udah, stop anywhere," I said at last.

The car stopped at a stall, there were some men sitting in the stall, some were playing guitar, some were singing. We stopped at the sewer.

"Can you ride in the bathroom, sir?" ask Bang Parlin.

"May, may, what clan you are, let me know I speak," said the father who has a stall.

"Siregar, sir, this is Harahap's drill" said Bang Parlin, pointing at me. Why do I have to introduce again? People have been peeing?

"Well, hula hula apparently, my houseman drill regular, I called for a moment," he said, shouting to call his wife.

A woman came and took me to the toilet in the house about twenty meters away from the shop. When I was done, Bang Parlin and the stall guard seemed to be talking familiarly. Incredible kinship of the Batak people, new acquaintances already like brothers. Just because the man's wife is a clan with my husband.

Before we left, she gave me two bottles of mineral water.

"It's that, to drink on the street, I know ito can't eat here, I want to take even a meal" said the woman.

Well, let it be different religions, brotherhood remains, just because of one clan. Justjust wonderful.

Bang Parlindungan received the mineral water while thanking her in Batak, then Bang Parlindungan gave the blue money one sheet to the girl. I'm more and more amazed. It's like just meeting a brother. Though just getting to know.

When entering the South Tapanuli region, I asked the driver to stop the car at the stall, I want to buy diapers for my son.

"I boru Harahap," I said, introducing myself to buying pamphres at the stall. I also want to feel the sense of brotherhood surname, who knows who has a stall surname with me.

"Oh, I'm thinking Java" he replied.

"Java Boru?" ask me with a crinkled forehead

'Yes, Boru Jawa born in Sumatra, '" he explained again.

"Ohh,"

"Boru java he said, Bang," I told Bang Parlindungan when he was back in the car.

Bang Parlindungan just smiled.

"Bang, I so want to learn Batak, where do you know later if shopping at the market meet memen semarga, get cheap prices, brother just because the price is given Aqua free," I said again.

"Hahaha," this time our driver laughed.

"Why is something funny?" my many.

"Sometimes it's just a mode, sometimes it's really sincere, but most of the modes, people selling may not love free to passers-by, he said, he loved it because he believed Bang Parlindungan would pay more" the driver said.

Ooooo ....! So It is...!!