My Love Teacher's

Harvests

This morning everyone was excited to go to the fields. Gio who is usually difficult to wake up even has woken up first. After breakfast they prepare to go to the fields.

"Wear your hat Gio. It's hot in there." Cyra fixed Gio's hat. "Wear also this suncreen so that your skin does not burn." Cyra rubs it all over Gio's face and hands. "If you're tired of rest okay."

"Ready mom Cyra."

"Master's wearing it?"

"No need, I'm used to it." replied Aroon.

"What about the others? Did you wear the suncreen? Omar? Olif?"

"It's Miss Cyra. Look at my face, right?" ask Omar.

Omar advances his face to be examined by Cyra. Cyra approached to be sure but only a few steps Aroon pulled him.

"Your body is black Omar, no need to wear suncreen" said Aroon. "Let's go." he ordered.

Cyra followed Aroon's steps while holding Gio.

"Sorry sir today we take the cart to the rice field."

"It's okay."

"Yeayy we're riding the wagon." Gio shouted in excitement followed by the shouts of Omar and Olif. They immediately ran to ride the cart.

"Slow down!" shouted Cyra.

"Phoo let's get me up!" whining Gio. Aroon lifted his body onto the wagon.

Cyra nimbly climbed onto the wagon. Because this is nothing new to him. He has been riding in the car since childhood. Cyra sat down next to Gio so that if Gio asked then he easily explained.

"Swipe." Aroon's orders.

"What are you doing, sir?"

"I want to sit next to my son."

"There you can, sir."

"Gio doesn't want to be in the middle. Isn't that Gio?"

"Yes, I can't see the scenery." replied Gio.

Inevitably Cyra ended up sitting in the middle.

Heh if you are next to the master so not free to joke. The atmosphere so tense continued to complain Cyra in his heart he felt annoyed.

"That's what mom?" point Gio at a hut house in the middle of the rice field.

"Oh it is usually made for farmers to rest and keep birds from eating rice."

"Why are birds in the bow? They need to eat too."

"If only one or two is okay, Gio. Sometimes they come in hundreds or even thousands. If so almost every morning, pity the farmers too. Could - they could lose." Answer Cyra. "Not to mention the rats and pests that bear farmers when they want to harvest."

"A mouse is there?"

"There are and many. Animals that harm humans can be banished or exterminated. Let alone a mouse that can be a source of disease."

"Xixixiii.." arrived - suddenly Gio giggled.

"Why?"

"I remember something."

"Remember what?"

"Remember someone who looks like a rat, but we don't need to exterminate."

"Well.. There really?"

" There's Omar, his skin is as black as a rat. Should we destroy it too? Isn't it mom?"

"Hahahahh." Cyra's laughter broke. Indeed, when viewed Omar is black and his mouth slightly taper, while Olif is white. Cyra held onto her stomach, which hurt from laughing. He even patted someone's thigh because he couldn't help but laugh.

"Ehem. Keep your attitude before my son."

"Oh, sorry sir." Cyra tried to hold back her laughter. He closed his mouth "I really feel funny. Doesn't the master think it's funny. Omar and the Rat."

Aroon only looked at Cyra's laughing expression. "No."

Cyra sneered in annoyance. "Huh can't be joked around." murmured Cyra.

They continued their journey to the fields that had begun to turn yellow. Many people who harvest the rice fields it makes Gio more excited.

"When did you arrive?"

"Before a minute." answered Cyra. "That's the red motor, that's my rice field" pointed Cyra.

Not long before they arrive. There were waiting for some people who helped them harvest.

"Well Gio, if cutting the stalk should be about five or ten centimeters above ground level. Hmm guess - guess this." Cyra explained. "Heart - heart if holding a sickle. Can you be Gio?"

"Can dong bu. I'm a man."

"Wear this little scythe, big one for your father." Cyra gives the smallest scythe. He was deliberately looking for a small scythe specifically for Gio. "If it's cut you collect it on the plastic."

"Ready ma'am."

"Mom Cyra, am I wearing a scythe what mom?" ask Omar.

"Hey! Find it yourself, you spoiled base." said Aroon.

"Good sir."

Cyra smiled at Omar who was pouting, her lips pursed like a mouse. "Master, here's the sickle." Cyra handed the scythe to Aroon. "The shit's a little heavy, sir?"

"You doubted me? Let alone the scythe lifting up your body is easy I do."

Aroon's answer made Cyra a little embarrassed. He chose to stay away and close to Gio. They started to harvest rice. Although the rice fields of Cyra are not extensive, but this harvest can meet the needs of his family every day.

Actually in harvesting rice can also use more modern tools but because the small Cyra rice field he chose to use traditional tools only, besides the cost is cheap also not damage the rice stalks. Rice stalks can usually be used for animal feed, making fertilizers, crafts, for mushroom farmers, food even to make shampoos. Cyra can earn extra money from selling hay.

"You tired of Gio?"

"No."

"But your face is red." said Cyra. "Better rest in that shack."

"Rest for a little while, then continue again." advises Cyra. "Omar, Olif accompanied Gio to a short rest in the hut."

"Well, Miss Cyra" answered the two of them.

After making sure Gio rests properly, Cyra sees Aroon still actively helping him cut the rice. His body that is stocky with sweat that soaks the body makes the mothers who are there more excited. Well, the presence of Aroon helped him a lot.

"Master rest first."

"Later, less is less."

The same father is as stubborn.

"Drink first sir." Cyra handed me a teapot filled with water.

"Thank you." Aroon immediately gulped down the water Cyra gave him. The water running through Aroon's neck as strong as a concrete pole made Cyra repeatedly swallow his saliva.

Wow sexy master so adored in his heart. Pantesan mother - working mother chose to cut rice close to Aroon. Later if I praise him can be big head and more arrogant he.

"Don't be dumb, you look stupid."

"No, sir." Cyra bowed in embarrassment as Aroon watched her. He chose to continue his work.

It's been almost half a day they cut the rice and it's all done. All workers rest while eating corn rice with coconut chili fish and there is also pepes fish.

"Bu Cyra's corn rice is delicious." praised Omar.

"really? Want to add more."

"Can." Omar thrust out his plate.

"Eh you eat it, don't be troubled. Like a little boy." Cyra tried to wipe the remaining corn rice on Omar's cheek but Aroon quickly parried it.

"What's up, sir?"

"Let him do it himself, he's grown up" said Aroon.

"Eat him if eating is slow - slow stupid." Olif sneered. "Eh that sir is also a straw, I clean yes sir."

"E.. E.. E don't get weird. Just eat no mind, sir. There's already Miss Cyra and young master!" answer Omar sewot.

"Like me dong!" refute Olif. "If you don't mind what do you want?!"

"Eh sir, just look at your face to vomit. Hueek!" taunting Omar while sticking out his tongue.

"It's been.. I've been fighting." Cyra tried to break them up. "You're like cats and dogs, but if there's one that nobody's gonna ask each other."

Omar and Olif looked away from each other. It made Gio and Cyra laugh amusedly at their behavior.

"It's clean?" tanya Aroon arrived - arrived.

"What's clean, sir?"

"So Olif said there was dirt on my face" Aroon replied as he rubbed his face several times.

Cyra examines Aroon's face but finds nothing. "Sih sir."

"Whether knows there's still." orders Aroon. "The dirt on Omar's face you know."

Cyra again examined every inch of Aroon's face, even to the point of looking closely at it until Aroon's breath was felt. "Oh, see you but small." Cyra smiled happily as she managed to find a small poop located at the corner of her lips. With a sigh Cyra rubbed it. "It's clean, you don't have to worry" Cyra said as she continued to eat.

Looking at the thin smile from the corner of Aroon's lips, he bowed in silence and also continued to eat.

After the meal they immediately separated the rice from its stalk with a milling tool. After separating the rice immediately in the sack and ready to be sold. In the Cyra area there are already cooperatives that will buy their rice. Harvest this time counted success without pests and rats.

Cyra negotiates with the manager of the cooperative so that it is sold at the appropriate price. He was grateful to get money from his parents' efforts.

"Well, how about we take a bath in the river?" Cyra offers.

"Is there a river around here?" ask Gio.

"There is clear water, but the heart of the stone is slippery."

"Now.. I'm going there, Miss Cyra." shouted Olif. "My body's been itching all over."

"All right, I'll take you there." take Cyra. "Sir will come or wait here?"

"Go first, I still want to sit back in this hut."

"All right, we go first." said Cyra.

Between the rice fields and the river was only six hundred meters away. So they're just walking. Arriving there Gio, Omar and Olif were amazed.

"Wow.the water's so clear ma'am." Omar washed his face and took off his clothes. He only wears shorts. I decided to swim there. "Come young master, the water is so fresh."

Cyra helps Gio take off his shirt. "Be careful when swimming. The stone is slippery and the flow is rather swift."

"Yes ma'am."

"Omar take care of Gio." orders Cyra.

"Ready mom Cyra."

"I'll just wait here" Cyra said as she sat relaxing on a large rock. He watched the three of them take a bath and joked happily. From a distance Aroon walked after them.

"Eh Olif we work on Cyra's mom how?"

"How?"

"We'll just throw it in the water."

"Again." said Gio.

Olif swims close to Cyra, trying to distract Cyra by asking her to chat. The goal is for Cyra to let her down. And suddenly Omar and Gio pushed him until Cyra splashed into the water.

"Hahahahhhh.." they laughed out loud seeing Cyra soaked. The three of them went back to swimming. Cyra tried to climb again to the rock but several times slipped because of the slippery rock. Suddenly there was a big hand that helped him stand up.

"Thank you, sir." said Cyra, who was soaked. Cyra rubbed her face wet from the water.

Aroon looked at Cyra's face and hair that was wet with water. And finally the look was on something. Oh damn what it thought Aroon was fascinated, after a long time he did not see it. Cyra's twin hills are clearly visible because of her clothes that are wet because of the water. His eyes stared intently without blinking.

Cyra who saw Aroon's sharp gaze towards her made her realize that her wet clothes made everything she was hiding inside so clearly visible. "sorry sir." Cyra covered her chest with both hands and then turned around.

Aroon immediately took off his clothes and covered them into Cyra's wet body. "Cover up before many eyes see."

"Thank you, sir." said Cyra, bowing in shame. His face was red. Why am I doing this, he thought.

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