
POV Djiwa
Papa kept his promise to help me. He sent his confidant to help me investigate the rice business fraud that Melati's family did.
My job is not done just like that and just stand idly by relying on help from Papa. I have to do something more important. I have to educate farmers here to be smarter and not easily consumed seduction that end up making them lose money.
"If you use a good fertilizer, your harvest will also be better. Later the selling price of the product will certainly be more expensive. It is better to be appreciated in our own country than to send to another country but to our own detriment. The problem of your rice that is of poor quality, not that I forbid to sell, sir. We better improve the quality, the way is yes with good fertilizer and superior seeds as well. This is smart work, sir. Do not want you fooled by people who claim to help but in fact even make you lose,"
"They are like a middleman but under the guise of an angel. Have they ever given evidence that they have exported rice abroad? From the reports I got, none of the rice exports they did. The value of your nationalism is instead used by them only for their own benefit."
One by one the farmers began to educate me. Certainly in secret. I don't want my football quickly noticed by Anton and Melati's family. I learned briefly about how the farming system they were doing.
By using my many acquaintances from various countries, I managed to get information on how to improve the quality of rice. In the future I will work with fertilizer producers in the country so that production costs can be reduced even cheaper.
"Later, if the crop is better than before, I will propose to export rice. Of course, exports can be done after domestic needs are fulfilled. But you take it easy, even though we sell domestically, but the price we buy from farmers is higher than what was purchased by previous buyers. Would you like to join?"
It is not easy to convince people who have been exposed to seduce Melati. The way I teach must be very patient. Little by little there are already many farmers I can open his mind to.
Huft .. I miss you, Rose. Just be patient in a minute.
The POV Djiwa End
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Rose did not expect the arrival of socialite mothers along with the arrival of Mother Mina, her father-in-law. More unexpected it turns out that Mina's mother called her a daughter-in-law.
Is he now recognized by his father-in-law?
"Huh? A daughter-in-law? Is Djiwa married, Mina's mother?" ask one of Mina's friends.
"Where's the daughter-in-law?" ask the others.
"Daughter-in-law Mina's mother is an employee of this stall? Really?"
"Mother Mina's prank us all, right?"
Mina's mother breathed deeply. He was immediately asked questions by his friends because of his confession just now.
Mina's mother walked over towards the Rose who was looking at her in surprise. He smiled at the rose and now stands beside his daughter-in-law. "Talk, this is a rose. His wife Djiwa."
All the eyes of the arisan mothers fiddled to hear Mother Mina's confession. Of course they were shocked, Mother Mina's taste was so high. Their children are only betrothed, no one passes the selection even though they come from a wealthy family. Why even a rose who is a owner of a geprek chicken shop that is recognized as a son-in-law?
The reflex rose looked at Mother Mina who was clearly lying. Mina's mother looked back at Roses and gave her a warm and soothing smile. "Right now, my daughter-in-law is pregnant. I came to this stall to ask him to see an obstetrician because Djiwa is abroad, there is a big project."
"Pregnant? Well, we are very surprised by the announcement of Jeng Mina. Suddenly Jeng Mina announced that she had a daughter-in-law. Our questions haven't been answered, ma'am. Mother-in-law this shop employee or the owner? Which family do we come from if we can find out?" ask one of the curious members.
Mina's mother smiled as if she did not care how her friends reacted when they heard her answer later. "This rose is the owner of the Bohay Widows' Garden. He also cooked yesterday in my house. The rose is only an orphan from the village. Djiwa is so smart to choose a life partner. He chose a wife who would be his life companion regardless of his social status at all. I learned a lot from Djiwa, mothers later too. Don't just look at the cover."
The other mothers seemed to disagree with Mina's words. They were also disappointed by Mina's choice. Their efforts to show off their daughters to be glimpsed by Djiwa eh choice is just plain village girls.
"Sorry can't linger. I had to take the Rose to the gynecologist. Please enjoy the food, mothers." Mina's mother smiled and took the Roses away.
Mina's mother whispered to Rose and asked her to change clothes before leaving. "You change clothes first. Where's your room?" whispered Mina's Mother.
"In ... up, Mom."
"Let's go upstairs. Don't stay down for long. They kept thinking about me" whispered Mina again.
The rose then took Mina's mother up the stairs to the top floor of the shophouse. Mina's mother continues to see the situation around her and does not believe her son willingly lives in this narrow shop just for the sake of the woman he loves.
"There's only one room in this shophouse?" mother asked Mina after they were upstairs.
"Yes, Mom. Sorry if our shophouse is narrow. Above as well as a place to live as a place to store merchandise stock. What do you want to drink?" rose Bargain.
"No need. Hurry up and change your clothes and we'll go. I made a reservation before." Mina's mother stared at the 14-inch small TV.
The rose smiled as it shook its head. Same with my mom and son. Looking at TV seems to see fossils.
"I'm in the room first huh, Mom." The rose entered the room. He changed that shirt with another shirt that Djiwa bought. Do not forget to comb her hair to be neat and wear simple makeup. He did not want to humiliate his in-laws who had now gradually opened up to accept his presence.
"Have you?" mina's mother asked when the Rose came out of the room.
Roses nodded. "Already, Mom."
"Let's go." Mina's mother came down the stairs and paused for a moment. "You should be careful when going up and down stairs. Remember, there's my granddaughter in your womb! If Djiwa comes home later, you guys just move. Stay in my house or in Djiwa apartment. I want my granddaughter to live a decent and healthy life!"
"Good, Mom."
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