
After driving the wives home, Abah and his three heroes immediately rushed to wear the usual clothes and then immediately glided to the location of the coffee garden where hundreds of employees were harvesting the ripe fruit from the stalk of the tree.
Their arrival was immediately welcomed very enthusiastically by the workers there.
"People of Dullah!"
"Dir, how was it today? Is it still on the spirit?" Abah Dullah asked all his workers who were near him.
"The spirit of dong Bah, if not the spirit of what we want to eat?" Sahut Mothers who seem still busy sorting coffee fruit that has been cooked.
"Good, that's what I want. Let's get excited for the family at home let's move forward together!" Abah Dullah said again.
"Ready Bah" they answered compactly.
Not far from one of them there were two mothers bumbling with each other, "Eh Ry, tumben ya three children Abah come to the garden. Usually also a troublemaker in the village?"
"Yes, they are spoiled. Do you want to cook hot?"
"Udah kali, are they married now?"
"It could be that!"
The scorching sun that almost sepengalah make the three think again to join the plunge into it. What else is a slightly decreased terrain will definitely be very tiring later.
Abah Dullah who saw the doubt in themselves was secretly sharing a smile of satisfaction, today the hero will feel the suffering they never experienced before.
With a spirit that no less flared, Abah Dullah immediately told them to start work immediately.
"Let's go get that basket and start your work!" Abah Dullah's decree gave direction while pointing towards the basket being on the hanger in a hut that was deliberately set up for workers to rest.
"Se-now Bah?" Alan asked nervously.
"Yes, I have to wait for next year. Then let's start now. Tomorrow we move to the tea garden! Let's just say you can jump in here to the tea garden!" Tukas Abah Dullah reiterated.
The young man immediately grabbed the bag shown by Abah Dullah earlier and immediately walked to pluck the originals very nimble.
"Eh... Athar is not like that too, cook the raw taken also see this has the Father!" Mr. Khodir showed the results of the trickle in his basket towards the young man.
"Owh is yellow sir, kirain is the same!" Athar answered a little to his neighbor.
"Hehehe.. Slow aja Thar this is a good start to instill your spirit soul to make a living. Because the obligation to support a wife is an obligation for a husband not his in-laws!" Mr. Khodir advised while patting Athar on the shoulder.
"Yes sir, I know that" replied Athar who resumed his work.
While Alan and Ardhan were still staring at their place earlier while whispering unclearly. I don't know what they argue to make Abah Dullah became very angry.
"Geez, why are you still dumb here huh? He said he wanted to learn how to work and stand there?"
"It's really hot Bah, our skin will burn again!" Ardhan answered boldly.
"Oh my God, belagu very lo Dhan. We live in the village, not in the city. So make it a habit to be friends with heat, dirt and shrubs. Already done, do not cry if you want to be loved by the wife!" Urge Abah Dullah who must do coercion so that the two soon follow Athar.
"Yes, yes Bah. If Ardhan doesn't want to let Alan!"
The young man took the basket first followed by Ardhan who did not want to lose with his brother's action.
"The spirit of Yayang Dinda, the important thing is that the night is back!" Shouted Ardhan without shame.
"Huhoo... New delivery policy. Don't know if you have a child like what!" The mothers who laugh at Ardhan's silliness.
Those who initially felt weak and tired so comforted by the presence of the three heroes of Abah that they recognized had a very handsome face from other young people in the village of Batuku Ayum.
But unfortunately they became the culprits of troublemakers who had troubled residents until now they managed to also carve a beautiful history by plunging into the coffee garden.