Deepest Wound

THE SAME THOUGHT

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After two days Mr. Erik showed his nose in the office. I went straight to her room to discuss her asking for my help the other day.

I said I meant that I didn't want money. But I want Mr. Erik to guarantee seeds for my land as well. I can tell you I asked him to work together. I'm in charge of managing while he guarantees a fee to pay the person who will later work. Of course, I will also be looking for people who want to work there.

Our chatter was concisely solid and clear because Mr. Erik and I had similar problems related to money and work. Work to earn money, and use the money to add more money 😅😅

I don't know why our brains seem to have the same thoughts. But Mr. Erik also has a generous nature. He always offers assistance to Employees if anyone is experiencing financial problems, especially in the middle of the month. I also saw him put in a lot of money when we took shelter in a mosque. He secretly put in sheets of money a hundred thousand that I myself forgot the amount.

Not only me and Mr. Erik, it turns out that Bang Fauzan is also involved in this work. He was in charge of selecting and bringing in the seedlings. I also just found out that he is a Bachelor of Agriculture, a field that I dreamed of first. From the beginning I didn't want to know much about it. That is why I avoid meetings that are not related to work. Especially since I kissed her, but for the next few months we will see her often.

Within two months the plantation land was ready for planting seedlings. I learned a lot from Bang Fauzan from how to give fertilizer and others. I also learned how to take good care of different types of plants. Until one afternoon when he came home from the Bang Fauzan plantation expressed his feelings for me. I had expected him to say that and what I was afraid of was that I didn't have the heart to resist because all this time he's been so kind to me. But on the other hand I had absolutely no feelings for him. I just think of him as a friend and co-worker, nothing more.

"As far as I'm concerned, my brother is a good person and also a professional. I like the nature that is inside you. But ..----

"Yes, I know. Don't feel burdened by my words. I just want to express my feelings. People say, it is not good to hold feelings for too long. Whether we accept it or not, we are prepared for the consequences. But, I'm praying to be accepted, anyway. Hehe..," Bang Fauzan chuckled as he rubbed his nape. His last words managed to make a smile on my lips.

"If not?" I asked to return his joke.

"I'll hang myself on the ialalang tree that is there," pointing to the field we passed by the roadside.

Bang Fauzan's words managed to make our laughter break out on that quiet looking road.

"Anita...."

"Yes?" I answered without looking back because we were passing through the street and I walked right in front of Bang Fauzan.

"I call you Nita, how about it?"

"So brother, just. The important thing is still in the path of my name."

"Well, how do I call Mother?"

"Well! How's Mother?" Along with my steps that stopped because now we have traveled the path, and are on the edge of the shaft road.

"Mother of our children later...."

I reflexively turned to Bang Fauzan while glaring. "It's not funny anymore!" I said and walked up to the motorbike we parked on the side of the road.

"Hehe, what do you think is funny?" Bang Fauzan pursued my steps that had preceded him.

"The roll was in the mud that was there" I pointed at the mud puddle.

Bang Fauzan smiled at me while dabbing his waist. "Are you ready to be Mother after that?"

"Haha, try it." I laughed at him and wanted to put my helmet on. Because I'm sure he wouldn't do that.

I didn't put on my helmet when I saw Bang Fauzan heading into that mudhole and like I wanted to do what I said. I hurriedly got off the bike and chased after Bang Fauzan to stop him. But I slipped and accidentally pushed Bang Fauzan to really get into the mud puddle.

"Yes! My wish is granted!" Bang Fauzan said he looked happy.

Although I only slipped but I was no less dirty because it happened that the road was muddy after the rain yesterday.

I tried to stand up while holding my butt that hurt because there were small rocks also where I fell. Bang Fauzan hurriedly came out of the mud pit and helped me stand up.

"Aww...! My screeches.

"Which one hurts?" Bang Fauzan started to panic when he saw me grimacing in pain. But how could I say that part of my butt hurts.

"Udah, that's okay" I said as I tried to endure the pain in my butt.

"Related?"

"Yes. Why do you want to really melt anyway? I'm not serious!?" Ketusku.

"Who wants to jump...? I just want to clean up the mud that sticks to the shoes."

"Where do I know your intentions are like that! Can I read my brother's mind!?" My annoyance. I turned around and got back on my bike.

I immediately ran my bike leaving Bang Fauzan still standing there staring at me. After all our goals were in opposite directions, so there was no reason for me to wait for him.

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I began to often return to the city with my motorcycle.what's more now the road to get there is much better. But the problem is that Bang Fauzan always visits my house. From the way I know he's looking for my family's attention. I admit he's a smart guy and good at taking advantage of situations.

One day Oma Maryam who was staying at my house suddenly had high blood. She quickly helped take Oma to the Hospital because there was no one in the house besides me and Oma. Kak Agil and Kak Laras were attending the wedding pickle of Kak Agil's cousin. I was confused and contacted Kak Laras to inform Oma. But Bang Fauzan already carried Oma to the car and took her to the nearest hospital.

Of course he immediately got praise from both Oma and Kak Agil and Kak Laras. If in the words of young people today it is called MODUS.

...**Tbc...

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