
"Assalamu'alaikum, Beautiful. Good morning." Good morning." Aga every morning is a booster for me. I feel precious to the beautiful birds that inhabit my aviary. Of course I hope permission comes out soon and Aga can stay longer with me. He is the encouragement of my life. Maybe God sent it for me so that between us there is a heart link. Aga does not want to live in the wild.
I turned on an automatic water sprayer that spread water like artificial rain. Usually the birds are more carefree when this aviary is in more humid conditions. The plants also look fresher. Just 5 minutes. I went back to the kitchen to pick up a bowl of corn from their meal and I just put it in a normal place.
I didn't make a video today. I lost the mood to talk. After putting the corn in the aviary, I chose to sit on the veranda while weaving the mat.
"You're not going anywhere today, are you, Fifa?"
"No, Ma. I promised Fifa I'd help my mom in the garden."
Alamak, when the young boss told me to come to his office. Masabodo. My mom is more important than everything. I still have to help mama process our coconut garden into copra in a few days.
"Don't forget before leaving first feed the chickens and goats in the back cage. Mama's going to harvest coconuts in the garden all day. Hopefully our crops are many and good. People say copra prices are going up."
"Alhamdulillah. Later Fifa will arrange to garden."
Just this time we harvested coconuts from the garden that mom bought from the mercy money that the company gave her. The status of the garden would have belonged to Salman had he been alive and returned to Lolobata. I should've been helping you out in the garden since yesterday. Kamarin's busy independence day. This morning I had to wait for Mama Moly to come and get her bag. I decided to go to the garden even though it was late.
Mama left on Fifi with a motorcycle carrying a basket of food. Since before dawn mama has been busy in the kitchen cooking a lot of food for lunch 3 garden workers who will help us pick coconuts and cultivate coconuts in the garden. They left early in the morning because Fifi was going to school after driving mom to the garden. That's why you can't feed our cattle. While I continued matting while waiting for Mama Moly to come.
"Good morning, Fifa."
"Good morning, Mama Moly."
"Is that your mom's order bag?"
"Su so, mama. Please sit down first. Sa take mom's got a bag inside."
I picked up the fashionable-looking neighborhood lady's handbag at the table located inside the house.
"good. Woven ngana so neat, Fifa. Can you order more with another model?"
"Can, but don't rush mama. Sa tara sleeps all night for this weaving mama's got a bag."
Mama Moly smiled. Checked carefully the woven bag. He looked satisfied with the pandan bag I had by myself with my hands.
"Mom another message like this. But mama paid if I was."
"alright, Mama. Let's call again."
"Mama's back home, Fifa. Thank ye. Finally, at noon mama su can just throw a party to Buli with a new bag."
Mama Moly gave a little tip for being satisfied with my service and webbing. Thank God enough to buy 2 kilos of dried corn bird food. She's a rich man's wife who's generous when her heart's happy. It's not wrong for me to overtime all night, because this morning my work was rewarded with a smile, praise and a little money. I like customers like this. Although the order is forcing but the return is balanced.
After handing the bag to Mama Moly, I immediately went to feed the cattle in the back cage according to mama's message. After running the mandate of my mother, I also prepared with my bike to the coconut garden.
"Fifa, where are you? Why don't you come to the office?" Ashar he called me again.
"Busy helping mama harvest coconuts and make copra."
"Aren't you interested in bird conservation?"
"I'll do what I can, Brother Bray. Help mama get ahead of me."
"Ehm, okay. I'll be at your house tonight. Make sure your maghrib runs out" he said in a soft voice but ambiguous sentence. It sounds like giving up on understanding our work but the end set the time arbitrarily without asking for my ability.
I can't say no. There's no reason to avoid. It doesn't make sense for a woman in the garden till night. My mom will be home in the afternoon. Indeed, there are usually people who guard the fireplace and the harvest that is still in the garden. The fire for fumigation of coconut meat must be kept to keep it burning for about 2 days or until the coconut meat becomes perfectly dry. The level of drought copra determines the selling price, so we as farmers always strive for the drying of copra to take place according to standards in order to get the best results. But the job of maintaining the garden is usually done by male workers. Mama asked a trusted person to look after our crops for a few days in exchange for 30% of the dried copra. It was also that person who helped pick and cultivate the produce of our coconut garden. They stayed in the garden for a few days and we prepared food and drink for them.
I'm confirming that the young boss will hang up the phone immediately. Frankly the more he hunted, the desire from within my heart to buy time grew stronger. I don't know. I can't trust him yet even though Arfa and Hisham make sure he's a good man and not the one who killed my beloved baba and parrot. In addition, I fear that my penchant for caring for birds is used for personal or corporate purposes. I am lazy to dialogue with him because I often lose mentally every time faced with the magical power he has. I was so fascinated by her smile that I couldn't think normally whenever I was around her.
I also don't need to be paid for my hobby and haven't thought of making a bigger aviary for more conservation and bird breeding. All I did was for the love and gratitude of those birds who comforted me with their own distinctive song that sounded melodious in the ear and peaceful in the heart. According to the bird-loving community, bird singing is a song sent directly from heaven.
"You better take that chance, Fifa. Rarely is there anyone as lucky as you can offer cooperation with a large company." so advised Andi when he drove a pair of halmahera angels to home after returning from the office.
It turned out that Andi entrusted a pair of halmahera or wake angels because only this morning BKSDA got a female wake bird whose legs were injured.
"I'm afraid of not being able to carry out responsibilities, Andi. I've loved birds since I was a kid but I haven't had enough knowledge and experience for grooming or breeding."
"Yes too. Your reasons are logical."
"I suspect the young boss has bad intentions. If it is the intention to create a conservation foundation, he can find someone else who is more experienced. It doesn't have to be me."
Andi mangosteen. He told me how to take care of that pair of wakes. We recommend that some days they are placed in an iron cage first for adaptation and facilitate treatment, especially for female wake whose legs are injured. We put the cage in the aviary.
"Maybe he picked you because he secretly has a crush on you, Fifa."
I hit Andi's arm. "Don't fret! Tara might be. We know he's in town already got a girlfriend, a fiance or maybe already married."
"It seems that he has not married but if the girlfriend may be a lot hahahaha. Who the hell is not interested in a handsome boss, young, rich and smart like him. If I were a girl, I would marry her boyfriend. Haha."
"A little bitch turns out your brain, brother. Swearing is like what mama mama often says, her name is actor. Ngana can be blasphemed by the mama-mama sekampung if such behavior."
"What's blasphemous, what's important is a handsome and rich boyfriend." Andi chuckled with her own words that I believed were only joking.
"If she has a crush, brush off Fifa. Just don't waste your luck. You are beautiful and loving. It's not impossible that boss XY chose you for that reason. Just do not want to be free because you want to say hello and praise at all times,"
I chuckled at the analogy, "Son't you think PT XY's boss is eleven twelve with Aga?"
Andi laughed as she put her shoulders up, "Who knows." he said.