
Jim turned his car into a narrower road. Plastered nameplate Tourism Fruit Garden.Anita look down. Located on a plantation of Apples that are fruiting heavily.Connected with orange groves that also bear fruit.Next again guava and at the end of the garden strowberry.Anita smiled happily, “cup” Jim kissed her cheeks.
“You happy?” tanyakanya.
“He em, I would love to pick it.Live eaten there,” Anita replied. Jim seemed to be calling someone, moments later he ended it.
“Cannot be directly at the meal Darling, there is still ulatisida, must be washed first,” said Jimmy.Anita laughed at the words of her husband.
“So remember the same Mr. Sumantri, our biology teacher.Jamuricide, grasshopper, ratcusicide,” Anita laughed again,Jim laughed.
“I also like to be taught Mr. Sumantri, learn but not boring.I never sleepy when studying biology. That's the host already coming, though,” Jim greeted a young man.He took Jim and Anita to a Joglo house in the middle of the plantation.The man allowed them to sit on a wooden chair and there were already two green maps on the table.Jim took and read the contents.
“Where is Mr Hanafi?” ask Jimmy.
The man took some produce from the plantation and presented it to them.
“Still on your way Sir, soon to arrive. Please drink Miss, Master,” replied the man.
Anita immediately took a bottle of apple cider and drank it.
“Enak?” asked Jimmy.Anita smiled and nodded.
“Good afternoon Mr. Jimmy,” a man of their own age came and endured it. While Anita just looked down to spend her juice.
“This is the contract?” ask Jimmy.
“Iya Sir, please see again. If something goes wrong let us revise,” Hanafi said.
“I have read it, it is as we agreed before.Will I sign.” Jim took the ballpoint pen that was on the table.
“Hai Han,” Anita replied.Jim stopped the stroke of his pen and turned his head towards Anita.
“You know him dear? Mr. Han, he's Anita my wife,” Jimmy said.
“Iya I know him Darling, he used to be his girlfriend my roommate while still in Jogja,” Anita replied.
“What! Is he your roommate? Shit,” umpat Jimmy, he threw away the contract paper violently.
“Not me Sir,Cintya is her roommate who is my boyfriend,” explained Hanafi.Anita smiled then pinched her husband's cheek in anxiety.
“Cintya was catapulted once, every time Hanafi came to pick him up he was still taking a bath, still ironing the clothes was.So if I was free I would have been chatting first.Habis deh snack I love him, he said,” Anita and Hanafi equally laugh.Jim just frown.
“What is she now your wife Han?” ask Anita. Hanafi.
“I got a much better wife than him.I caught him kissing another guy.Since then I never met him.I'd rather find you hehe.”
“Aahh you always make me in trouble.I was locked outside when you ran out on campus radio when your broadcast partner Riko was sick. Forced me to sleep in Hani's room.At last I moved the cost, he raged every day. Banting door, banting goods if I am again in the room.” Anita smiled seeing Jim look bete.
“Pantesan, since then I have never seen you again.I asked the child that no one knows,” said Hanafi.
“Pak Han, I've signed the contract,” Jim handed it to Hanafi and the man signed it too.
“Mr Jimmy, I am happy to work with the company Mr.You can walk first picking fruit. I will accompany,” said Hanafi.
“Thank you Mr. Han, but later in the afternoon there are guests from afar and I have been waiting for him from a few weeks ago.We must return immediately,” replied Jim.Anita scowled annoyed.