BETWEEN (TERMINAL ) GIWANGAN ~ BUBULAK

EEL CRAVINGS

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“Kok I kepengen eel yes,” said Yanto while eating jackfruit.

“What are rice field eels or cultured eels?” tanya Fitri, he said the difference between rice eel and eel cultivation.

“Egg cultivation aja, the fat-fat fried that is not crisp,” said Yanto.

“May tomorrow morning there is a yes in the market. If gini nyari day is difficult,” replied Fitri carefully. She was afraid of provoking her husband's emotions.

“Neither Papa just said,” replied Yanto. Apparently he tried to dampen his desire so as not to bother his wife.

“Try me to ask mom, mom this afternoon want to come here with nginep sisters. Once along the way there are selling fat-fat cultivated eels,” said Fitri.

“Nek deket kampung no Yank, just want out of the village there are eel farmers,” said Yanto.

Without delay Fitri immediately called Herry, the driver had left to pick up Gendis' mother and sisters.

“Where are you Dek?” ask Fitri.

“This is just about to leave Mbak. Mom again scooping the door,” replied Herry

“Please Yes Dek stop by the eel farm, but you are talking to your husband, so be more clear yes,” Fitri gives his phone to Yanto to talk to Herry.

“It was eel farm’e Pak Mahmud ngerti ra?” ask Yanto to his sister.

“Ngertos Mas,” Herry replied that he knew the farm Yanto was referring to.

“Begging the fat ones instead of the small ones. That's so big-gede. Buy 2 kilos, say mom, later Mamas change the money,” message Yanto.

“Goddess. Want to be cleaned, cut or how?” ask Herry.

“Resiki same cut there aja, his head and tail throw away 'just do not need to be brought here,” said Yanto mewanti-wanti his sister.

“Ya later did not say the same Pakde Mahmud told me to directly diresiki,” replied Herry.

“Alhamdulillah yes Pa, dapet directly,” said Fitri heard what her husband wanted can.

“Luck mother has not left when Mas talking to eel cultivation,” said Fitri.

“You cooked what?” ask Gendis.

“I just want to fry aja Bu do not need to be cooked anything, but do not crisp, I do not want if crisp,” said Yanto.

“Then make sambel matah aja. Sambal garlic without terasi or tomato.”

“Ya wis,” said Bu Gendis, indeed he who had bought him also reminded him not to be brought his head and tail because later Yanto could be angry.

It was exactly like her pregnancy Herry, her husband was as fussy as Yanto. Her husband is not that type.

Dinner menu this time is a menu that was prepared by the symbok plus the desire of Yanto, namely fried eel and sambal matah.

Everyone likes the menu, plus there are other dishes. Fitri eats with gourmand.

“You like Ma?” ask Yanto.

“Iya, it turns out the eel is good if not crisp. Because there is meat. Usually if the market is not there content so I like lazy,” replied Fitri.

“Yang in the market is a rice field eel so not fat.  Not a cultured eel,” said Mr. Suradi.

“Small wrinkles are indeed made dry like chips.” Erlina explained.

“Iya, I don't like it,” Fitri said.

“If gini, I like it. But far too loud, must order there,” said Fitri again.

“Sopirnya already know, tomorrow-tomorrow just buy it yourself can if it really kepengin,” said Bu Gendis.

“Oh yes,” Fitri replied.

“But wong stay one step to Mom's house, time not to home Mom why also try?” said Fitri while taking another piece of eel.

“Let's go ma'am, I'll go to the pond. I want to eat pepes patin freshly cooked not using rice,” said Fitri.

“If Mas Yanto has been kind of delicious we go to the village want to go to the pond,” said Fitri again.

“Ya, later if I'm already somewhat healthy yes,” said Yanto.

“If you want I want now also want, but fear even more danger,” said Yanto.

“Sabar Nto,” Says Erlina.

“If you are already healthy you can do it anyway, this one week right you can not move much.”

“Actually it's not motion so sick loh Bu, not good. My crew (my body ) if tell me to be quiet even sick,” said Yanto complaining.

“Iya anyway, indeed Mother also fumigated because she was used to work. If you tell silence we are sick, but than we are worse mending follow the advice of doctors,” said Gendis who really understands the reason for his eldest son.

“You can ride a bike, right? Yes you ride a bike around the house,” advice Suradi.

“No, tomorrow ta’ motor loading and unloading wae, just a fad sitting ‘kan not heavy because ngak ngapain. Not getting tired. Unloading motor engine is not tired,” Yanto expressed his determination.

Yanto remembered there was one old motorcycle that was damaged for a long time he wanted to fix but the time was always solid especially after he lived in Jogja. Rarely go back to Solo so it has not been corrected. Tomorrow he will fix the bike.

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