LOVE SONGS OF LOLOBATA

AVIARIES

Brother Hisham actually sent 2 craftsmen the next day. They worked on making aviary of iron and ram wire in the yard of the house. The size of the aviary is large enough for the four birds to allow them more freely to fly. Trees and aviary ecosystems are also made based on natural adaptations to allow the birds to get used to the natural environment before being released.

The cage was made without changing the position of plants that had been embedded in that location before. Walnut trees, papaya and some keladi trees were left confined in a box room with walled iron poles and roofed ram wire. The size of the cage is triple 3, with a height, width and length of both 3 meters. Like a big cube. I love to look at it, it looks natural and beautiful.

The handyman was also ordered to make a small water pond filled with several fish in the aviary. Of course it is equipped with a small water pump for water circulation so that when we sit back on the porch we will be entertained by the sound of birds and the gurgling of water. I hope the neighbor gossip is minimal in the ear because it is contaminated with natural sounds. I love this concept and feel alive again as a happy and vibrant Afifa alive.

Fast working. Only takes no more than 2 days natural and beautiful aviary is ready to be used for the treatment of 4 birds in order to adapt in the wild when released later.

"The aviary is very good, Brother Hisham. Kayak conceptualized the same famous landscape architect. Perfect." I said so amazed at the aviary that had just been built in the front yard of my house.

Hisyam answered with a difficult smile to determine what it meant.

Hihihi I'm happy to finally be able to chat with beautiful birds. That way my mind is easier to ignore the spiteful glances and babbles of neighbors. It seems I will sit more often and do activities on the front porch more comfortably.

"Everything is conceptualized to make it easier for the birds to adapt to the situation in the wild. Trees, water, insects and ecosystems are made as closely as possible with the mini version of Lolobata forest. May the bird be comfortable and the one who takes care of him be happy too. Both must be happy to synergize with each other."

Very wise sentence Brother Hisham just now. I don't think how Hisham and Arfa planned all this. Anyway, I'm happy to get the most beautiful gift that never occurred to me before.

"Great. Make the concept fast. Just yesterday said yes, immediately take photos of the location and tomorrow it has been executed as fast as lightning. Does it involve professional architects?"

Again, Hisham smiled without answering yes or no. Since yesterday he seriously photographed every corner of the aviary making progress to make documentation. Sometimes he took candid photos while I was feeding the birds. I actually suspect something. Do not make the aviary using company funds so it needs detailed documentation. But akh.it's none of my business. The important thing is I'm happy with my new assignment as a bird-sitter. Yeys...

The pair of parrots I named Aga and Ima were very adaptable and docile, especially as I was her caretaker. It may be true that they are the reincarnation of an old parrot of my best friend who died under a poisoned arrow. The proof is that both of them are close and familiar to me. According to the book, birds that are new to the environment and new caregivers take a long time to adapt. In fact, since they are happy, there are no signs of travel stress or fear of a new environment. Both of them ate ravenously bananas, grains or any other fruit I served. Even yesterday afternoon the two began to show the ability to sing with his voice that was hoarse wet. All his actions comforted the heart. Remove it because of it.

Everything was exactly like my best friend's parrot, her beautiful feathers, her mannerisms, and her way of singing. The difference is, the young parrot couple is not good at talking. God is Good. Perhaps this is the wisdom behind sadness and the fruit of patience dampens the anger and embers of vengeance that burn my soul. The death of my best friend's parrot is apparently not the end of the usual love song sung so far. Death actually leads to the path to reincarnate into a pair of parrots who love each other. Beautiful story path.

Says Hisham, the parrot that I will groom is known as Ternate parrot or red head parrot. The distinctive feature of a twisted beak bird is one inu located on the red head feathers. While the body hair is a combination of red, green and maybe a little yellow. This bird is endemic to the province of North Maluku and protected its existence because it is rare and endangered. One advantage that makes this bird so the target of many bird lovers and traded at a high price, namely the ability to speak and imitate the human voice.

The adult Ternate parrot has a medium body of about 30 cm. In the body to the neck and head is dominated by red. Then on both wings are green with a mixture of yellow colors. In the eye circles are gray.

Once the aviary is ready, I take the male parrot from its cage. In an instant the male Nuri had perched on my arm. While the female nurse has not been willing to stay on the arm of Hisham's brother even though he long enough thrust his arm into the cage.

"The man is very fast familiar pe ngana. This is because you guys are in a match or don't have pellets?" brother Hisham laughed bitterly.

I greeted with a satisfied laugh. Feel better than Hisham's sister.

"Maybe a female parrot su tau ngoni su has a wife, sister Hisham. It seems that the female tara wants to be mixed. Haha..."

Although not tied, the parrot that perched on the arm did not try to fly or run from me. He's dancing instead. Really quick tame. Different from her female. Hisyam must hold his body with both hands so as not to run away.

Hup. Aga the male parrot immediately chose to perch on the trunk of the walnut tree. While the female Ima nuri chose to look at the situation on the ground.

"Mode the stone tomorrow or the day after tomorrow is moved to a large cage. Let them adapt first."

"Yes." Yeah." I admit my emotional closeness to the stone magpie is a bit lacking. Either because they have no experience making friends or indeed the character of the stone magpie is slow in adaptation.

I'm so excited about my new job of taking care of the birds. My life is full of color. I don't feel lonely and alone anymore. Every morning and evening I was comforted by the squeaking sound of bird singing. The beak is crooked with a seductive wet raspy voice and a stone magpie whose voice is shrill high like a tenor-voiced classical singer.

Several times I caught our neighbor deliberately standing on the border between the house of the mother and the house of Mama Hika. Of course they stared in wonder as well as envy towards the large and beautiful natural bird cage. I could steal a little of their chat.

"That's great. Who helped build a modern aviary that good?"

"It's impossible for people to wake up with their own money. Money from where. It was an expensive cage and bird." another voice replied in a cynical tone. Clearly his tone was heard.

"I said I have a husband, who since yesterday came with the company's car was the right hand of PT XY's boss, Mama Piya." Others explain according to the facts. Maybe her husband works in PY XY too.

"Oh, deserved." The cynical voice recalls again. His tone sounded more cynical.

"What does the mine boss's right hand have to do with that stubborn cocky girl?"

"Tara knows. Maybe he's his mistress."

Hihahi. They laugh giggling.

"Oooh that's because de arrogant does not want to accept Arfa apparently. Choose to be sugar rich people."

Their laughter exploded together.

Honestly my ears and heart hurt, but I tried to ease my anger with Istigfar. I responded with a thin smile and stroked my chest.

SHAM. Mom's mother's jobless. Hate to see people happy. It's nice to see someone else is so hard. There is just a rumor that developed into the consumption of their dirty souls every day. That is when people are less employed. The days are not spent looking for someone else's fault

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