Miscall the Retorted

put the deck eye!

Today is Friday where the mother will collect the crops in the field, because tomorrow is the market day in my village so the crops will be sold in the market at dawn to meet with buyers who are often called Token in my village.

I helped his cayenne pepper mak not how much anyway, while the father was eating chili fruit after cutting down three banana bunches earlier, this week the results are not how usually there are vegetables, the results are not, this time only three kinds, but enough to help your finances one week ahead.

Almost half the day of the cab has not been completed in the pick, but more than half have been completed.

" Ra, it's noon today, it's almost an hour down the road." Mak reminded without looking at me, mak still with his cayenne pepper.

Oh yes, the distance of the house to the mak field is quite far, and we have absolutely no vehicles, so every time to the field we have to walk, and there is no transportation there, and there is no transportation, if there is a crop will be shouldered or in the jungjung on the head.

" Ntar mak, it's still a responsibility" I said

I accelerate my finger picking cayenne pepper which in the tree can be very lush fruit, I want to spend a tree so as not to be missed mak later so the fruit is not red itself later from another tree.

" Mommy, which one am I taking?" I asked the same mother when mak collected the chili picked by mak with the one I picked.

" Can you bring Ra's banana? Mak always asks even though I know I can bring it, but then I guess later I'm embarrassed to be seen by people when they cover something.

" Can mak, but help me raise it in my head! I'm the same father, if I don't bring one bunch, who else? No way I can see you bring two bunches directly or repeat to the pick-up field.

Mak dodged and dried banana sap in the former cluster of pieces with soil, he said let the sap not come out again, and not netes-netes in the snow if held ato dijendai ato shouldered, he said, because banana sap is famous for its nodes that do not want to be lost even though washed using baclyn.

" The cabbie I brought you all that we've picked up earlier,"

Mak looked at me briefly, actually not doubting my energy but the handsome mother saw her daughter slam the bones, but I was more handsome as they were.

" Mom, the cab is only five kilos, I can see, I'll be late soon, I said again.

Mak put the chili in the sack and tied it, I can calculate how much it weighs just by looking at it, I take the sarong I always make cover my head if it is in the field, and I roll it round my head.

Mak helped me raise a bunch of bananas on my head that I know is called Banana Barangan, the sign is quite large if it is estimated to weigh about twenty kilos.

Kuraih cayenne pepper that has been in the sack and I carry, after that I immediately go home to leave the mother and father with chili and chili unfinished plucked.

With the weight on my head and the chili I carried alternately in my hands, I was actually tired, sometimes I stopped breathing and resumed my steps.

Finally at home, my sister Gomos also came home, I saw eating and only salted fish, I lowered the banana carefully that I was afraid of being damaged, I was afraid of being damaged, later the price can be far down if a banana just separated from the comb, which is usually twenty-five thousand se bunches will turn out to be bid ten thousand or fifteen thousand at most, strange is not it? whereas those who buy it will sell per comb after in the carbide, try how many times the profit? But that's the trick of traders, economics that I learned in SMK first, at that time Sirait sirait economics teacher taught "the selling value of an item will change when we can process it, and he asked me a simple example, I said that yams are made into snacks like chips and processed like," and Siraitpun smiled at me.

After I thought I was pretty bad, I went to the bathroom to clean my body, three o'clock I had to get to the wartel.

" Dek, at home, yeah, don't play far, wait for mom and dad to come home." I said to Gomos who was playing cars from banana bark.

" Yes ka," Without seeing me and still cool with his toys.

" Want a snack?" Directly the view of Gomos leads to me, we were never given the same snack mak, mending eat a lot, even though if we had added-plus eating mak always nagging, who eat no rules, then we have no rules, eat do not remember the other brother, which is this, that is, wonder sometimes see my mother.

I saw Gomos nod and stretch out his hand at me, and I touched my jeans bag, five hundred dollars with orangutans on it, there was a smile on his face, it could rarely be spoiled, I'm actually kasian to him, it's the most bontot, but never had a racket every day like friends his age.

" Don't finish the rice deck, the same father had forgotten to bring rice to the field, kasian if they starve until home" Though I know you deliberately do not bring anything so that later about eating they can all for dinner.

" Hmm, I'm a snack first yes," He ran out of the house without waiting for my answer.

Before I left and had put on my sandals Gomos had gone home with two packages of snacks, and I saw carrying three coins of fiber money, it was not all spent, it was not all spent, still with a smile sign he was happy to be thrust three hundred money into me, and I refused.

" Save, make tomorrow deck, don't spend, don't know mak too, later mak angry!" I said to him and immediately stored in his bag, I accidentally saw the strap of his bag that was almost broken, I breathed rough, my brother really makes me sad.

" Kaka go first, don't come out play, I'm going home." Saying again.

" Hmm," That's all I heard, I left my brother at home.

I walked towards the wartel where I worked, still able to walk casually, sometimes I greeted people I knew on the street, heard a horn from behind, I pulled over, I pulled over, but the horn kept sounding made me pull over and my feet were almost near the side of the trench, making the honking I heard laugh and I turned my body to see the origin of the sound, it turns out that Dame and his friend I do not know, Dame is a young man who is different from me but often visit my village to his place of warawak.

" Pake the deck eye, it will fall on you!"

" Your eyes are falling" I said annoyed.

I saw him laughing more and more, and his friend also laughed to see me who was upset.

" Where's the deck going, huh,? Going to the wartel? Let me take you." He already knows I work at the wartel because he was there using the phone while I was guarding.

I just shut up, continue my steps, I know he likes me, has come to the playhouse a few times, first I still meet and love to talk, but my race is not connected, I know, when it comes again I often hide anywhere important not to meet, where people like to make upset heart, talk arrogant, a pretentious appearance, making me more and more not see.

Finally he gave up too when I arrived at the wartel page, and I saw him turn around.