BABE JADULKU

Season 2 Part 24

...* My dear (not ) Jadulku*...

When I realized, the first thing I remembered was my son.

"Butet, my son Butet, where is he ?" I said while holding his forehead. I looked around, there was my brother, there was my sister-in-law Risda. My head feels dizzy, it turns out my head is bandaged.

"Where is my son the Butet ?" ask again.

Yeah, well, what I've done, I've neglected to look after the kid. Bang Parlin will be very angry with me.

"Murray !" suddenly I heard a typical child's voice, it was my son's. Butet then appeared at the door, she was crying.

"I'm sorry, Mom, I'm coming home with a friend who's not saying anything" Butet said.

"Thank you, God," I said.

My brother takes care of everything, I've fainted five hours, my head's been ransacked. And thank God nothing worries, only external wounds. It turns out Butet came home with his friend, and stopped at the mini market for shopping, so I looked around for nothing. I'm really sorry. The next day ....

Bang Parlin emerged from the door with my youngest son.

"Pardon me, Bang, you have become disobedient" I said, crying.

"Yes, Deck, thank God it's just a small wound" said Bang Parlin.

It turned out that when I heard the news of my fall, Bang Parlin immediately departed from the village, ten hours later had arrived in Medan, I thought he would be furious, it was not. I was well taken care of, and he kissed me on the forehead. Three days in the hospital, I can go home. Just now I know, it turns out that the luxury car I hit asked for a lot of compensation. Because the car door has been dented and must be replaced. I finished my month of shopping. Because you want to get additional, just add money out.

"Bang, I'm sorry, yes" I said again to Bang Parlin, at which time I was watching him cook.

"Yes, Dek, hopefully this can make you aware," replied Bang Parlin without turning his head, he continued to be engrossed in cooking. The way Bang Parlin cooks is still like old times. He grinds chili manually, but there is a blender. Cook the rice with a pot. But Bang Parlin's cooking is always good, maybe he cooks with heart.

Because I was sick, Bang Parlin was forced not to go to the village anymore, even though there was a lot of work to be done. Finally, use the workers again. During this time Bang Parlin in the village to save workers' wages. Now because of me, I can't anymore.

The money given by the Bang Parlin brothers is running low, while the garden still needs fertilization, and Bang Parlin does not want to leave us again, I told him to go to the village, he does not want to, he said he couldn't leave us again, he hasn't left us in a month.

We were forced to save costs, at a time like this God really felt testing me. That night we had a guest, my youngest brother came to the house. He who we once helped until success, can even buy our rented house. I'm glad he came.

"Bang, may I have another capital loan, my capital spent the day buying the house," said my sister. My pleasure with his arrival changed instantly, I became resentful, he still had the heart to borrow money from my husband, even though he knew we were bankrupt, even our rented house had been sold, and he's the one who bought it.

"May change first, we used to be the minjam," I replied because Bang Parlin looked speechless.

"Aren't you ?"

'You're the one who should be asked, what are you ? we help you, we give you a place, we give you money for the cost of buying equipment, it's been successful you what's your reply ?"

"And I'm a minjem, brother, Bang Parlin is a lot of money," he's still trying to give up.

"Minjem your head, who you know how we are, still minjem again, we used to borrow, do not need to borrow, long ago paid, you used our house two years without paying, you used our house, until you succeed, it pays, ten million one year, twenty million, here, quick!" I just became an emotion.

"Aren't they the same as sodara ? His name is brother must help each other,"

"True, help each other, but sorry, we can't help now" Bang Parlindungan finally spoke.

"I got a project, Bang, there are five antique motorcycles that, after being modified, can sell for hundreds of millions, but it takes capital" said my brother again.

"I repeat your words yes, help each other, meaning there is reciprocity, not only we help, we are difficult, even you have to borrow again, this time I support your brother, I support your brother, we borrowed how ? Or sell the house first, the money we use, can we ?" bang Parlindungan.

My brother was silent, Bang Parlin was so, he rarely spoke, but when he spoke he always felt. Finally my sister came home, clearly seen the look of her disappointed face.

That day I got a phone call, a farm worker's salary to pay, it was only seven million and a half, but at this moment, it's a lot of money, where else I'm going to find it, do you have to sell a car, or sell a house ?

"Dek, we sell this house yes, we move to the village, maybe this house money is enough for the cost of the garden and cattle business capital again," Bang Parlin suggested one night.

"Yes, Bang, it's up to brother" I replied resignedly.

Bang Parlin then began to offer the house, I helped post on Facebook, when there were comments why it was sold, I honestly need funds for cattle capital, tomorrow there is a fresh inbok, and so on, but nothing serious, most are just agents looking for a commission.

Two days later, I was surprised by the arrival of Bu Purwati, amazingly, he came from Java specifically to meet us, I was surprised, from where he knew our address, before I had time to ask, I wonder, he explained, if only he had seen our home address in the ad I made.

"Bang Parlin, until now I still can not repay your kindness first, so now may be the right time, my brother once loved me twenty five million, so now, if it is assessed that today there are a hundred million, so seeing that my brother needs money now, I want to pay my debt, please do not refuse, Bang," said Bu Purwati.

Bang Parlin did not reply, but she shed tears, and I was moved as well. That very day, Ms. Purwati sold her gold which was worth over a hundred million, all given to me.

"Then, the money given by Bang Parlin I bought gold, as soon as I could, that's all I sold" said Bu Purwati.

Not yet home Bu Purwati, we have another guest, this time a policeman he named Ali Akir Pulungan. It turns out that my ad invited a lot of people to come. This policeman was also one of the successful ones due to Bang Parlin's zakat method.

"Bang Parlin, please accept this, this is not zakat, this is my debt payment, because Bang Parlindungan I can do this," the police said.

The ad really changed our lives, one by one the people Bang Parlin helped to arrive. I'm so grateful. Bang Parlin also changed, no longer refusing people's help. This is probably what the name of advertising changes fate.

Bang Parlin started looking for a pedet to maintain again, because the palm has also started to grow. This is what is difficult actually, looking for saplings is difficult, especially in large quantities.

There are more people coming because of the ads, this time the one who came was Rara. He did tell me before he came, between happy and jealous of my feelings when he said he wanted to come. There is still jealousy until now, especially Bang Parlin is now a goblet again, a hair model Rara asked first.

"Nia, how'd you guys get this story ?" asked Rara after a moment of pleasantry.

"The whole story,"

"I have plenty of time,"

"Look, Rara, Bang Parlin was tricked by people, he bought land, it turned out to be land disputes, finally trapped land mafia, we had to compensate, so twice the loss, hundreds of billions, loss, all the cows were sold, the rented houses were sold, the exams were not finished, the palm was not fruitful anymore because it was too old, finally rejuvenated, needed more money, cars were sold, cars were sold, until Bang Nyatan and Bang Parta have helped, but still less so." I told him at length, I told him everything as it is, did not add or reduce.

"Bang Pain, you were a success because you started with Dad, your sauce started with my pedet, let me help Bang Pain again" said Rara.

His call to Bang Parlin was different, he himself called Pain, that alone made me jealous, why did he have a special call on my husband ?

"No need, Rara, we already have capital, Alhamdulillah," I refused later.

"Rara was right, maybe the capital she gave a blessing to," Bang Parlin said.

Duh, I'm just getting jealous ...

. _Connect first yes ..._

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"Why should Rara, why, Bang ?" ask again.

"Like Williams Shakespeare said, "what is the meaning of a name ?" bang Parlin.

Duh, it's really a surprise, I'm surprised, Bang Parlin now knows Williams Shakespeare ...

. _Connected ..._