
"Yes Nak Tata, but our backs and waists are gouged like this every day," said Bu Loli, making everyone laugh to hear him.
"Sabar Bu is important because it flows fast" said Tata and immediately closed his mouth because he was almost going to laugh.
"Flowing like water in the ocean is Nak Tata," said Bu Loli.
"There are tides certainly like waves in the ocean," said Rifa.
"meaning?" tanya Tata did not understand.
"Our windfall depends on the froth in the ocean. If there are many sea catches, our lives are prosperous, and vice versa if the catch of zong sea let alone gold
it could be our pots and plates floating," said Rifa and laughed.
"What the hell does that mean? You mean that husbands come home with no results will be thrown pots or plates by mothers?" tanya Tata did not understand.
Everyone in the place laughed getting such silly questions from Tata.
"Eh I was wrong, yes" said Tata realized himself to be a laughing stock of people.
"It's not entirely wrong" replied Rifa.
"So right?" This time Tata looked surprised.
"Actually the hell I mean earlier with the pot and plate floating is we mothers here can sell or pawn kitchen tools when we do not have money to buy basic necessities," rifa explained.
"Oh so it turns out," said Tata understand.
"But there are also those who are playing throw-throwing at the husband. Ordinary tub that will be used as a tool to throw when their wives are upset husbands come home not to bring a catch. However, that only applies to sadistic wives, not calm wives like us" said Rifa and laughed.
Everyone laughed and shook their heads at Rifa's words.
"Awas sounds like the guy. If you get angry don't take us with you" said Ms. Loli and everyone nodded in affirmation.
"I help the mother who it is, yes" said Tata saw one mother has not finished sorting fish based on the type of one after the other has focused on polishing fish.
"Well, you help him" said Ms. Loli, whose own work is almost done.
Tata nodded and immediately got up from his seat and approached the direction of the mother he was referring to earlier.
"I'm helping you, ma'am." Tata offered himself.
"Oh yes, son. This fish put it in this place yeah and that's right there."
"Yes ma'am, collected by the type of fish yes."
"Yes, son." The woman seemed to nod.
Tata also began to help the middle-aged woman.
"Oh yes Mom why is mom not finished while the others are almost all gone?" tanya Tata curious.
"Yes Nak because his father had just come last and who used to help mothers choose this fish at this time could not help the mother because taking orders to make fish chrysanthemums," explained the mother.
"Fish Crispy? Meaning of fish dong Bu. My mom used to love to buy krispi teri flavored balado loh Bu. If anyone here sells, I'll just buy."
"Not krispi teri Nak because now is not the season of anchovies," explained the mother.
"Krispi what dong Bu?"
"Here, the fish's krispi." The mother pointed to one of the fish.
"Oh that was wronged by the mothers there."
"Oh this is what he said earlier if dried the price reaches forty-five thousand if in krispi about sold how much is Bu?"
"Ninety thousand" answered the mother.
"Good at the chrysanthemum then ma'am. Can increase the quality of the price."
"It's just that most of her husband doesn't go to sea like us because we're so busy and there's no time" she explained.
"Mother is right to choose and just wrong it has taken a lot of time especially if it has to be added to other tasks," said Tata.
"Yes right. Should still be able to make a nighttime chrispy fish only the back and waist are not friendly can not be bidded want to immediately touch the pillow." The mother seemed to be laughing.
"Yes Ma'am, do not be suspended from work is important in order to meet the needs of life, but maintaining self-health is much more important" said Tata sage.
"You are right Nak in that work must not be greedy in the sense of forcing yourself after all the sustenance has been arranged by God."
"True Ma."
The mother nodded. After this no one spoke anymore. They both focus on their respective work, not least Bu Loli and the others.
When focusing on their work, their concentration suddenly broke when they saw Pak Bakri pacing in an uncertain direction.
"Why is he?" ask one mother to be with each other.
"Where do I know, but how nervous is he?" connect the other.
"Yes. If this is the case, someone will die again" guess the other one.
"Hus not su'udhzon you," said another.
"But that's how it usually is?"
"Come on, O Allah, may there be no more collisions" said one mother and immediately closed her mouth because of weakness.
"What's wrong, Mom?" Tata who did not understand everyone's conversation became curious.
"It is usual that Bakri sir seems to be wandering around in an uncertain direction and restless like that there will be people who die" whispered the mother who had the fish chosen by the Tata.
"He's a witch doctor, a sorcerer or an indigo anyway ma'am?" Tata is still curious.
"No, but according to our guess Bakri sir was doing the exercise and usually eat the tumbar," explained the mother while shivering with horror as well as Tata. He was worried because he himself and his friends were lazy to hitchhike at Pak Bakri's house.
"What if something happens to Lisa and Typhoon." Mentari worried about the two men because the two friends had eaten at Pak Bakri's house this morning and what they ate according to Tata's vision was not food but disgusting animals. It could be Tata and Typhoon food poisoning.
While being riled up thinking about the fate of Lisa and Typhoon, suddenly there was a big boat that landed. Everyone looked at the people who got off the boat.
"What's wrong?" ask the mothers who saw the faces of those who came down from the boat pale and sad.
"one of our friends is missing in the middle of the sea."
"What?!"
Everyone was panicked and angry at the bad news.
"Why not be searched?"
"It was, but we couldn't find it."
Seriate.