Man Seeker Cuan

The Part 15

Then they took some wild plants and smoothed them. The water they drop into the bite marks so that the itching is reduced and the blood stops flowing.

Since the incident, they have continued to watch their bodies closely, being vigilant in case of any subsequent pacet attacks.

Soon the owner of the field came. "Hey, why are you so busy?

And you! Why scratch the ass like a pox!?" Ask Soni.

"Oh, there was a pacet. So we're worried that there's a pacet clinging again and sucking our blood." Sonny.

"Oh. here is a lot of pacet. That's because Bob put his buffalo here."

"Mmm pants!" Answer Soni.

"Yes, we're working again." Said the owner of the rice field.

They returned to the middle of the rice field and continued their presentation. There were three plots of rice fields they had to harvest, and they were all quite spacious.

As he continued to beat, Soni always looked at his feet and hands. Because of this, he was slow to work.

"Hey! The chunky! Why are you so slow?

Well... If this continues I can lose your salary!" Excited the owner of the rice field because Soni has not transported a pile of rice to be beaten.

"DW...! Very chatty, gentlemen!" Mumbled.

Then he swept out quickly and delivered a pile to him.

But when he put it in front of the owner of the paddy field, he suddenly said, "Here it is! It's already! We'll have lunch first."

How unlucky he was for feeling bullied. His annoyed face was clearly displayed when the man called for his invitation. While the owner of the rice field secretly smiled because he had managed to work on it.

"Let's eat! Eat up! My wife is cooking pork for us this lunch. Eat a lot so that your energy is strong. Okay!" Said the owner of the rice field while opening the supplies.

Indra and Soni also immediately sat down and took their share. The nation is stacked up in the mountains due to turbulent hunger. The three of them ate voraciously, especially Indra and Soni, because they had not eaten pork for a long time.

"Come, let's add more rice. There's one more pot." Said the owner of the rice field.

Hearing that, Indra brought her plate closer to the pot and opened the lid of the pot. But shit, once the pot was open, all it looked like was a few grains of rice. The man laughed loudly because he managed to work on it.

"So you're serious about going? Gee whiz....

These. Just take this rice on my plate." He said while bringing his plate closer to Indra.

"No need. I'm full already. Isn't it Son?" He glanced at Soni as if hinting at her for her to agree with her words. But Soni gave an annoying answer.

"Where do I know if you're full or not. But from your gut you still look hungry. The proof is you want to add rice. Just flirting again! Your eyes glittering? Huh uh?" Those words he was forced to say because he was still upset with the owner of the rice field.

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After eating, they enjoyed another cup of coffee while chatting. In the conversation, Indra said that maybe he would go to the capital.

But the owner of the paddy field who heard it doubted it.

"To the capital? What will you do there? People who graduated from college alone are unemployed. As for you, you High School didn't finish, did you? What do you want to do there?" Ask the owner of the farm.

"Eitherway. Try it first." He answered while casting his gaze over the vast expanse of the sky, as if the answer was there.

Later his eyes felt heavy and began to sleepy due to the cool breeze. So he lay down on the haystack and closed his eyes for a moment.

But once he felt a little comfortable, the owner of the rice field suddenly stood up and ordered them back to work.

Soni and Indra were forced to get up and return to the middle of the rice field with heavy steps. Swung the scythe and continued to gather the paddy dossiers. They work more and more because the eyes of the owner of the rice field keep watching them.

Piles upon piles were constantly transported before the owner of the paddy field and he slammed it down quickly to pursue the target. His hand movements were very fast and agile like helicopter propellers.

But even so, the man still could not slam all the piles of rice because he had to winnow the paddy from his husk.

When it was late afternoon at about half-six, they finished the job and gathered all the equipment and closed the unfinished part with a tarp. Then the owner of the paddy field filled the grains into sacks for them to take home.

After everything was done, they went home, each of them carrying a sack of rice that weighed about 35 kg.

They walked for two hours, uphill and downhill. Sometimes they stop for a moment to unwind after taking half the journey.

Their sweat continued to fall along with breath gasping while walking uphill with a load on the shoulders. Their legs also need to be strong to hold their body weight while descending on a narrow path so as not to fall.

"Hah.. lama-long I can go down the stomach and hemorrhoid nih." Indra complained in his heart.

Then as the day grew darker, they just rested for a while and continued until they finally reached the house of the owner of the rice field.

But when they came home, their wages had not been given because their work had not been completed.

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"Oh, really pat and want to die." Indra complained in bed while raising her legs up because of the cramps and excruciating pain.

As he was about to fall asleep, his mother suddenly came asking for his wages.

"Your salary is not given?" Ask mother.

"No. Because the field is not finished. Tomorrow we go in again."

"Lha! Where can that be! After work, wages must be paid! Indirectly he forced people to cooperate with him again tomorrow. If you are sick and can't work, what? Who's gonna ask for the money?"

"Ouch....

I'm."

"Well are you there? Huh huh? To fly? Is the house far away?"

"Okay. later you can ask Soni for help.

Ah. I'm going to sleep."

"It's so hard for this kid to be taught! Should have finished work, the wages were immediately requested." Grumpy mother. But while he was nagging, suddenly his old cell phone rang.

"Hallo!" Gentle gentle greeting to her firstborn.

"Sir, next week the Indra can come here. Someone will accept it without having to wear izazah. The important thing is he can work well and honestly."

"Oh yeah? What work?"

"Say he was a courier delivering stuff. That's why he has to have a SIM. So if you can, tomorrow you go make the SIM."

"Where's the money?"

"Tomorrow I'll send."

"Yes already. I'll tell him." He said and hung up the phone.