Prem Kee Shakti (The Power of Love)

Prem Kee Shakti (The Power of Love)
Doditism



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Finished preparing supplies Rika and Adi also went to the rice field. They ride bicycles because of the distance of the rice fields and also the house is quite far, travel 30 minutes by bike, let alone have to go up and down the hill.


After arriving they immediately headed for Saung who was in the middle of the rice field. He closed his eyes while stretching out both hands, breathing in the fresh air that was there.


Rika has never been in the middle of a rice field in her lifetime, and now she has to live a simple life together with her beloved husband.


"Wah ... The rice field is so vast, huh Mas? Is this all Mas's, or what?" rika asked Adi who was sharpening her cleaver.


"No! Mas only have 4 boxes of rice fields, the rest of it has people. Got Mas who surrounds Saung this darling," Adi replied gently.


Rika nodded her head, then she started to go down and walked around the rice field where there were two boxes that were planted with rice, while the other two boxes contained crops such as corn, chili, long beans, etc, onions and others too.


He saw that the corn was ready to be harvested, and soon Adi came to him. "You're here, don't come down! Let the mas harvest the corn," said Adi while carrying a bucket.


"Who can't dong, Mas! No papa, I help Mas manen maize ya. You want to finish quickly too," replied Rika then come down.


"Yes, but slowly yes," said Adi and Rika immediately nodded. Then they harvested the corn.


After getting 3 full buckets, Adi takes her to Saung. While Rika made coffee for her husband, then they had breakfast because they had not had time to fill her stomach.


"Let's eat first!" take Rika, after preparing food for her husband.


"Thank you Dek" Adi replied, then he drank coffee and started eating his breakfast.


They also started eating their breakfast. Rika felt the food was very different, even though there was only fried rice, salted fish and also an omelet. Somehow he felt a great pleasure, which he never felt while in the city.


Usually Rika will have breakfast bread. She rarely eats carbohydrates, but now Rika has to adjust, that she can no longer for breakfast like a bule-bule anymore.


"Oh yes Mas, if there is an onion, long beans like other vegetables, then you never buy dong? If it is harvested, is it made by itself or sold?" rika asked as they finished their breakfast.


"Sometimes it likes to sell if it's too much. The rest were brought home to be cooked by Mela. We save money not buying vegetables. Sometimes it is also sold to neighbors, because if from Mas directly cheaper. Sometimes there are also mothers who come here, vegetable makers. At least come soon, because Mas has already harvested corn," explained Adi.


Rika nodded her head, she did not expect that the life of the poor was not as poor as she thought. Perhaps in terms of their possessions was far below Rika, and perhaps also far below her parents.


But it turns out that in the case of poor people not only hardship, it turns out they have various ways to survive.


"So healthy yes Mas, do not need to buy instant food or to restaurants. Everything is available here, it is only possible to just buy the kitchen spices," said Rika.


"Yes, you're right, baby. It is just to buy the kitchen seasoning, if for vegetables Mas and also Mela prefer to grow it themselves. Because in addition to frugal also healthy, after all here there are four boxes of rice fields, so it's a pity if not used properly."


"Then for my own rice Mas, haven't harvest yet?" rika asked who did not know about agriculture


"If the rice harvest is 3 months, dear" replied Adi.


Seen a thick-bodied mother to Saung and walk on the edge of the rice field. And after arriving it turns out that she is the mother of a vegetable maker who used to buy vegetables at Adi's place.


"Assalamualaikum Mas Adi, yesterday said that the corn wants to harvest. Where's Mas?" ask the mother.


Then Adi took out 2 buckets of corn. "This Mom, there are 2 buckets I have weighed as well, and as usual," Adi replied to the mother.


Without making small talk, the mother gave Adi four pieces of red money. "Yes, if so I stay first. Later there will be my men who take it. Oh yes, for other vegetables is there more? I happen to have my vegetable stock up?" ask the mother.


Adi also explained if there are still long beans and green mustard. Eventually encouraged by the mother, and Adi left only a little to be cooked at home.


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"Assalamualaikum," said Adi and Rika together.


"Waalaikumsalam" replied Mela. Then he helps Adi carry a bucket with vegetables brought by Rika.


"Wah .. The corn is huge. What are we doing good?" ask Mela to her sister.


"As far as you are. Later talk to Rika, how good you guys are. You are women, you understand better. If Mas just eat," kekeh Adi." Yes already, Mas entered first yes want to pray ashar, because it's already past."


Rika and Mela were struggling in the kitchen, cooking long bean vegetables, mustard greens and also frying tempe that Mela bought this morning.


Rika sees a full kitchen spice from starting onion, garlic, chili. He did not expect that for cooking ingredients there was no need to worry.


"We make the same cornstarch, how about Mommy?" ask Mela.


Rika was silent, then she nodded. "A good idea. Then we'll do it now!" answer Rica.


Then they started cooking the ingredients. But Rika was surprised because Mela boiled her corn quite a lot, while there they were only three.


"Why do you boil his corn so much, Mela?" asked Rika in surprise.


"Yes Ma'am, because at the intersection of the village there is a night market. So Mela mutusin for the sale, quite the money," Mela replied with a smile.


"Yes, later Mbak joined the sale, yes" said Rika and Mela immediately nodded.


Rika was so amazed by the independent person of Mela.


After finishing cooking the food for later in the night, Rika decided to clean herself, then she performed the ashar prayer.


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At exactly 07:00 pm Adi helped Mela and his wife bring corn to the night market for sale.


This is the first time Rika has sold in a public place. Especially in such a remote village. He did not expect that the life of the villagers turned out to be very pleasant.


The people are friendly, not even shy to greet each other. Mela also gave some of the corn stew to the neighbors, even though if in the city let alone for such a thing, dividing food with each other just feels so awkward.


"Mas stay first yes, because there is something Mas should talk about with friends," said Adi left his wife and sister to sell.


All stunned by Rika's beauty, even some men also bought grilled corn there. Precisely they want to steal a look at Rika, because all are fascinated because this time there is a beautiful woman with a smooth face, a beautiful body in their village.


"Neng Mela, who's this beautiful?" dodit asked the village youth in the village.


"This is Ms. Rika, she is my sister-in-law, his wife Mas Adi," Mela replied with a smile towards Dodit.


"Well! Adi's wife? Is your kang mas already married?" shocked Dodit who just heard that Adi is married.


"Yes Mas. Mas Adi is married and this is his wife. It just so happened that they got married in the city, and indeed not in rame-rame, because the cost is also not there," Mela replied while giving a plastic bag containing boiled corn to Dodit.


"so. Welcome to the village, hopefully at home. Mas Adi was lucky to get Ma'am, very beautiful." Praise Dodit, but Mela who heard that felt dislike, because the man even teased and seduced his sister-in-law.


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