DERRIS

MR. MUJI AND HIS CREATIONS

- SUKAMAGER VILLAGE, SUKAMAGER,

His efforts to replace business affairs engaged in the field of commerce. Making Mr. Muji die in style, the article repeatedly tried to work according to the direction of Jupri. Mr. Muji with the nature of concocting animal feed dough with a little grated cheese mixture.

“Let the results of woven eggs more bibgsor, do you usually eat muehehehehe cheese,” kilah pak Muji at that time.

What's the bongsor, which there are laying hens fretting. Not lucky, but lucky. That's the result of the concoction of Mr. Muji who was mistaken. Next when Jupri assigned Pak Muji to angon kebo in the field. Well while the angon is usually the most delicious while listening to the radio. Unlike the case with Mr. Muji, doi deliberately ignored all his kebo. And look for grass on the river bank. Favorite place to find fresh grass. As a result, instead of the grass that is obtained, Mr. Muji fishing is fast at times when the current is swift. Instead of fish obtained, the hook stuck in the laundry clothes mothers who routinely wash in the river. Still mending who stuck clothes, if the hook stuck to the stone bother his business. A day full of kandangin kebo did not get rations to eat.

“Mboooohh... Mbooohhhh,” his buffalo is struggling with hunger.

His name was fishing, not going home without a hanger. Finally Mr. Muji got the idea, he switched fishing on the padang behind his house.

“Nah, know that this easily ngapain bothered fishing in huuuu river,” with pleasure Mr. Muji stretched out his fishing string hook.

After her laying chicken coop, Muji got angry. Her husband's work is not perfunctory, and makes a teak.

“Hoooo pantes yes, the turn to feed the chicken is not real. Now fishing on that dam? You useless husband!” said Muji was upset.

“What to Deck, commuting instead of making husband coffee. Even mprepet only like an Implement firecracker. Noisy knows!” mr. Muji who is crazy to be distracted by his wife's babble.

“That buffalo has been fed yet Sir?”

Hearing his wife's words now, just sober up. If the buffalo they haven't been fed all day. Though this has entered the twilight, it is inconceivable how painful the buffalo hull is.

“Gusti Sir Pak's... This is your job, sir! Her car was like a demo student, a pinch of grass!” bu Muji was upset.

The buffalo in the cage were helpless again. Never make a sound, just move the tail not.

“Duh cilaka I cilaka, kalay until the car died all because of hunger. Oh yes, if Derris males eat will be made in milk. Aha, I have an idea.” Mr. Muji rushed to the kitchen and boiled the water.

After pedaling the bike to the stall and buying all the milk. Mr. Muji mixed it, and put it in plastic buckets.

“Father wants to take a milk bath yes night-night?” Sri Ajeng asked as he passed by in the kitchen.

“Sstttt already, mending you help me bring the other bucket to the buffalo cage!” Sri Ajeng obeyed his father's orders.

“Bapak sure nich? This is milk for humans. Don't you give me fresh bread and noodles?” Sri Ajeng.

“Wah yes, actually also Deck your speech. I went to the stall again yes, you should have nyusui komba.” Mr. Muji transferred his duties to Sri Ajeng.

“Ih don't want me Sir,” Sri Ajeng escaped.

“A turn for money is approaching, woman. Poison world!” Mr. Muji grumbled in annoyance.

Depart Mr. Muji to the stall, hurrying to buy bread and instant noodles.

“Hurry very Mr Muji?” greet the people who brought the mat.

“Iya Sir, go to the shop. Want to watch Sinetron?” mister Muji answered while guiding his bicycle.

“Iya Sir, later the episode is exciting. Too bad if you miss watching.”

“Oh yes, happy watching Sinetron yes Sir. Do not forget later we discuss the state of our Village hehehe.”

“Our village is safe sir, which is not safe if our pockets deflated hahaha.”

“Ah can aja coriander seeds!” timpal Mr. Muji clapped his shoulders.

“Ah seeds upil kayak do not understand, there is money brother dear. No money brother sleeping in kandang hahahaa.”

Seeing the familiarity of the two middle-aged men's chatter that cool. Bu Muji took two lids of the pot.

Prangggg... Prangggg... Both the lid of the pot produced a loud noise.

“Ghibah continues, ghibah men disperse! “ Bu Muji's gengeklnya has exploded.

While whispering softly, Mr. Muji said : “If I had known he would be chatty, I had bought sleeping pills from Hahaha City. “