
" What about Damar?!" call a mother mother, Hearing the mother's voice that a little restless Damar immediately approached the farmers who were picking the harvest, they are the workers of the altar utinya.
" Look at the mas, a lot of it is broken." the mother showed me the chili peppers that had just been picked up,
most are damaged, in the middle looks blackish like it will rot.
" That his spray is more than enough budhe." commented Damar while turning the chilli.
" Yes already, harvest it, later let me plunge into the market..
do not tell Mbah yes budhe if the harvest is bad. later it will be a thought.." said Damar calm down.
" Mad Hari..!" call Damar, get Damar,
a man as old as Damar who was harvesting also came closer.
" Dalem mas?"
" When it's on the weigh-in, and pick up Pak anwar has come, call me..
tell me I want to go to the market.."
Damar.
" Damar wants to find his own buyer?"
Damar nodded.
" inggih mas, I will talk to Mr. Anwar if mas Damar wants to come along.." Day nodded.
" Yes already.mas days continue.I want to see the rice first.." said Damar then walked through several rice fields.
The distance is a little far, but still a rice field complex.
The expanse of rice that was still green and had just been blown by the wind,
they swayed in unison to the right and to the left comforted Damar's eyes.
In addition, the wind also acts similarly to Damar, toying with the ends of Damar's hair, so that Damar can feel his forehead on the broom of an unusually cool wind.
Silent he smiled, the surrounding scenery made him so calm.
Not to mention the sound of water gurgling that sounded not far from Damar's ear,
of course, he was standing beside the rice field waters, the water flowing profusely and clearly.
Damar could even see some yuyu, a crab-like paddy field beast walking to and fro.
Damar continued walking, going through the plot by plot.
Then shortly he walked, from a distance saw a middle-aged man was busy hoeing the mud and put it on the boundary of the rice field.
Damar does not understand what the benefits are, it is possible to look neat and so that the boundaries of the land can be seen more clearly also easier on the tapaki.
Rarely there are young people who do it, usually it is done by middle-aged men with wages between 50 to 100 thousand per day depending on how many rice fields they do.
Surely Damar can do it, for Damar that tenacious is an easy thing to do, he did not feel reluctant or embarrassed to go into the muddy rice fields and hoe hoe.
But it was the livelihood of the men in the village.
It is impossible just because Damar is too diligent to take the livelihood of others.
" Mr. Fertile..!" Sapa Damar approached,
" what about Damar..?!" pak Subur repaid stopped its activities.
He waited for Damar to come closer.
" Pripun sir?" ask Damar kindly,
" kirang kale mas.(less than two mas.)" replied Pak Subur politely even though Damar was younger Darinya.
In this village, anyone who respects others, will definitely be more respected, whether it is young or old.
" Owalah.gggih sir.." said Damar.
" mum Damar..?" call Mr. Subur while wiping the sweat on his forehead.
" Dalem sir?"
" Happy mas.." Mr. Subur smiled.
" Happy what sir?" ask Damar, please,
" Congratulations mas.. finally have a wife." said Mr. Subur while laughing.
Damar smiled hearing that, his face was so happy to hear the words of Mr. Subur.
" Yes, sir, finally have a wife." Damar replied with a heart that flowers.
" father was happy. finally mas Damar had a companion..
not where alone continues and there are those who accompany sleep..!" again, Mr. Subur laughed, making Damar ashamed.
" Ah. pak.. could have been." said Damar with a smile.
" A lot of broken hearts, huh..? the women of this village complain all.why mas Damar never glanced at them.."
" Waduh. pak Subur made no mistake, I will continue to work sir, where there is a chance to glance at women." said Damar, who is not,
" My future wife? I've known starting High School sir, my friend's sister..
it's just that it's new now." Damar explained,
" Owalah.. thought in the match mbak Winda? I guess the women who come to the factory often?"
" No sir, the woman was just studying business, while my future wife was my own choice." Damar replied again.
" Thank God, then I hope the show goes well.."
" Nggih sir. amin.. maturnuwun (thank you) sir.."
" Nggih mas. sami sami (same same ).."
Damar threw a smile once more and then turned around, walking back down the plot after plot of the rice field.
Then return to the place where the chili plant is being harvested.
Today Kinanti is asked to accompany Winda shopping for staples, such as kitchen spices and other necessities.
It was deliberately done by Winda so that their relationship was closer, and so that Kinanti really feel how complicated the wedding preparation for villagers like them.
A wedding party means all the families get together, talk and cook together.
When the car was full of goods needed, Winda decided to invite Kinanti to eat.
They talked about everything, including Damar and Damar's mother.
Winda felt the need to tell the real conditions to Kinanti, so that Kinanti was not surprised.
And of course because Kinanti will be the mistress of Damar in a matter of days.
Willa told him to be patient with his stepmother Damar.
Kinanti silently listened and nodded, there was nothing she could do now but accept.
There was no way he would back off like a coward.
" You must be patient and strong, Nan, if there is a problem tell mbak..
and Damar must have defended his wife even more." said Winda, and again, Kinanti nodded.
After eating, the two decided to return home. But Winda asked to go straight to the house of Winda.
" Lho mbak? I'm not being driven home?" ask Kinanti.
" Home first, all play house mbak.. later to be escorted Damar home." said Winda.
" But mbak?" Kinanti was agitated at the thought of meeting Damar.
" Don't but.this will be your last day out.Tomorrow you can't go anywhere, on the pingit.." said Mbak Winda.
" So give Damar light to see you today." she smiled widely.
Still Winda loves his sister and understands the longing in Damar.
He deliberately brought Kinanti here so that they could be alone when they came home.
" Where's Damar Mar?" tanya Winda looking for her sister.
" In mbak rice fields, he said he was going to the market, try to see first. seems not to leave yet." said Umar.
" Yes already." said Winda invites Kinanti to walk to the rice field area.
" It's okay, right? we look for Damar in the rice fields." asked Winda to Kinanti.
" Of course it's okay mbak.." Kinanti smiled to see the fatigue in the eyes of Mbak Winda.
Not too far away Kinanti saw the figure of Damar, the man was lifting a sack filled with red chili pepper on a pick up car while laughing widely.
It seems that he was joking with the mothers who were busy choosing Chili and weighing it with a large scale.
It was very striking, thought Kinanti, although Damar gathered with many people he still looked striking, his sturdy and tall appearance, as well as his charming face..
" uh.." Kina complained in her heart.
He was joking with the ladies casually, whereas with Kinanti he never smiled that wide.
Her smile was too sweet, how if her charming and simple figure captivated one of the women there, Kinanti's mind drifted where it went. He did not know that women there are average mother mothers even though their bodies are small.
Of course the Kinanti who was looking from afar could not see that clearly.
" why? your future husband is handsome, huh?
he used to help mom and dad work.." Winda realized Kinanti's view, his sister-in-law's candidate was clearly captivated by the sight before him.
" He never exercised, but his body was good because he was light-handed.Sometimes he chose wood with his hands, and then as you just saw, raised this it.."
" Mom praised muji mbak's own sister." Kinanti's comments made Winda laugh.
But true words mbak Winda, the simplicity and hospitality of Damar made him stunned and fascinated.
I don't know how many advantages this man keeps, Kinanti still doesn't know..
but clearly, there was a hint of worry in his heart seeing Damar's friendly smile on others.