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smile of the workers
abdullah walked down the cement-cast path to make it easier for workers to transport waste from the garden to the warehouse for packing, he was always grateful to see the abundant harvest of grandmothers and the persistence of the grandmother continued the business he pioneered with the late grandfather who had passed away since he was 1 year old.
not far from where he stood abdullah saw some workers who were carrying carts juxtaposed with two-wheeled motors carrying the harvest to the warehouse to be weighed and sorted according to the quality of the fruit, which is the quality of the fruit,
the workers know their little master very well because he is the grandson of the only owner of the garden where they work
"good afternoon den" said one of the passing workers
"afternoon sir, how is the harvest today?? " ask abdullah with a smile
"alhamdulillah, abundant den. thanks to the efforts of the mistress who never tired teach us how to avoid pests" replied the worker
"alhamdulillah if so sir" "oh yes, grandma where yes sir, I went to the warehouse but like grandma does not exist" said abdullah
"oh, that's the mistress in the garden help pick up the harvest"
"yes, I've been there first yes sir" "let's bow his head in honor of the person older than him, it's la abdullah, ' he said, although he is the grandson of a plantation owner, but it does not make him become high-minded to him, the degree of each human being is the same
not long after he finally arrived at the place where his grandmother was picking fruit
" assalamu'alaikum nek"sapa abdullah
"Wa'alaikum salam", " uh Grandmother's grandchildren and "
"alhamdulillah, the harvest this time is abundant thanks to the hard work of the workers who take care and maintain the orchard wholeheartedly" replied the grandmother with a smile
while circulating his gaze abdullah also helped pick the fruit that had been ripe, not so far abdullah saw some teenage girls who were also picking fruit in his grandmother's garden with some mothers who were also working
"grandmother, are those some kids who are picking fruit what's working here?? "ask her grandma
" oh girls, yes they help both parents work here"
"indeed they are not school grandma" still with her curiosity
"they are still in school, after school usually they are picked up by their father or mother to help in the garden, or in the garden, because in their homes sometimes there are no people if the harvest season is not what would be afraid if the girls alone in a quiet house, but, therefore, most of the parents bring their children to the garden, quite good for the addition of their snacks he said"" explained the grandmother at length, abdullah just nodded his head in understanding what the grandmother explained.
"that way, I can also dong go home from school directly to the garden" said abdullah while playing his eyebrows
"maybe, as long as your schoolwork is not neglected" said the grandmother
it did not feel the sun began to dock to the contest to finish his assertiveness, as well as the worker even though the grandmother had repeatedly remembered that they stopped working before 16:30.but they never listen and still work even though it is almost dark with a smile that still expands
the smile of the workers with sincerity over the dedication of the grandmother who did not distinguish between those who hitchhiked their lives and connect their children and grandchildren.
