Man Seeker Cuan

Part 8's

In the morning after sipping a cup of warm coffee, Indra came home from Soni's house.

"Son, I'm back. Next time you have a job, let me know. Ok?"

"Yes. That's easy. Not our breakfast first? My mother had omelet chicken eyes peppered with sweet soy sauce and soy sauce salty you know."

"No. Next time, Son. Bye..."

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As soon as Indra got home and took off her new shoes, she went straight to her mother and deposited a little of her remaining salary on her mother who was frying salted fish.

"Mom, this is my salary." Indra said while handing over some money that was rolled up.

"Just like this is your salary?" Ask his mother while unrolling the money and counting it.

"No. The rest I've been buying clothes and shoes."

"Oh...

Yes, I did, breakfast. Then we go to the field."

"Ah. I'm tired of it."

"You're how the hell? If we don't work our fields, where do we eat them? Huh huh? Work in the fields of people is very diligent. But in his own field he is too lazy to ask for mercy.

Yes, let's eat. After the meal, mom went straight to the field picking coffee."

Rice that only befriended salted fish without vegetable sauce was eaten greedily because it was encouraged by the savory and delicious sauce.

"EGH.....GH...!" Soon a loud belching sound came out from the woman's mouth after her stomach was full. Then he drank a glass of water and gargled and swallowed it.

After sitting for about 10 minutes processing the food in her stomach, the woman then went to pick up her farming equipment, as well as a bucket. Before leaving, he reminded his son again, "Don't forget to follow mother to the fields!"

"Yes. Aye." Yeah." Answer bete. Because deep down he wanted to sleep because he was still tired.

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In the field, his mother saw that the coffee beans had been flushed and had to be picked immediately. If not, then the coffee beans will fall to the ground and rot. So he got rid of the hoe and started picking the coffee beans. The more daylight, the more intense the sun pierces the surface of the skin and face.

The face that looks up when the hands try to reach the coffee beans in the branches are high, roasted hot sun even though it has been wearing headgear. It feels painful but it must be held in order to blind life.

The hot weather made his body tired and dry quickly. Sweat also keeps falling. When thirst had struck his throat, and he was about to quench his thirst, he suddenly remembered that he had forgotten to bring his drinking water. So he went up to the higher fortress and shouted to Indra to bring him a glass of water.

"INDRA....!

INDRA....!

He repeatedly shouted, his son did not answer because he was sleeping.

"Where did this boy go? Called from earlier do not hear. What's deaf?" Anger began to be drawn on his face and was ready to be blown up.

Then he shouted again louder to call him until coughing, but the results were still in vain. The farm is not far from the back of his house. So because the thirst was unbearable again, he went home while carrying a bucket of coffee beans that he had picked.

Once he got to the back of the house, the coffee beans were immediately placed near the mill and he went to the kitchen to grab a glass of water and immediately gulped it down quickly.

After her throat was drained of water, the woman again blabbed, "Where is this Indra, why don't you come after!?" He walked to the front room and saw that his son was sleeping.

"Okay.. ouch. People are tired of the heat in the fields but he even feels good to sleep.

The senses! Oi! Wake up! You're well, lazy.

Comeon, wakeup! Wake up!" Reproved mother.

"Oh, I'm lazy ma'am." The answer is limp with eyes that are still heavy to open.

"Why are you lazy to work in our fields? Huh huh? Jerk mom.

"Because there's no money. Elsewhere there is his salary."

"What have you been eating all this time? Huh huh? Was it not bought with money? If this continues, how can we move forward with our lives later!

Uh! Nevermind! Let my mother work in the fields. Uda, you're sleeping! Sleep on! Sleep on! Rather than me continuing to babble, embarrassed to hear the neighbors!" Suck his mother again and go to the fields.

So until the afternoon, he himself worked picking the coffee beans until it contained two buckets full, then went home when it was still bright.

"Milled the coffee beans! Hurry along! Jerk mom.

He immediately grinded the coffee beans with a simple coffee peeler machine until the entire skin was off the seeds.

Meanwhile that afternoon, her mother immediately went to the public bath while carrying a bucket of dirty dishes to wash.

In the village where he lived, the people there still bathed and washed in public baths. Not many people have a bathroom in their home. And even if they had, they would still wash there, because the water flowed profusely through a fountain. While at home, they are lazy to draw water from the bath.

Every afternoon, Indra also always transports water to the house for cooking use. He would carry it over his head a large bucket-shaped basin filled with water.

Every time he carried it over his head, the water would spill in part so that his clothes were wet. That's why her mother's laundry is always a lot every day. Because the wet clothes will be directly he piled into the bucket of dirty clothes shelter.