Provision Fate

Chapter 16

Friska fell asleep without eating. His eyes are swollen. He was tired of crying and chose to sleep.

Somsi came to Friska and laid down his body beside Friska. She held onto the face of her dick that she slapped earlier. "Sorry grandfather, that brother slapped you."

Somsi went back to sleep. There's still a lot of work he'll do for tomorrow. He must prepare himself through the bitter sweetness of life.

Midnight 12pm. Somsi wakes up because Friska is dreaming. "Ma. I'm sorry."

Those words were coming out of his mouth, as Somsi opened his eyes.

"That's a pity you deck" said Somsi.

He closed his eyes again. He hoped that there would be a beautiful future approaching them.

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The morning sun's rays have shown its light. The sign of the day is light. And people will be active.

Somsi has done all his work. He quickly went to the paddy field before he was too late. Mother who wears cold powder is inviting people to work on her and get paid.

"Sorry I'm late" said Somsi rushing into the rice field after changing his clothes.

Mother was snuggling yes. "Yes, son."

The fatigue felt by his body chose to endure until all his work was complete.

"Sir... Is your money enough?" ask me to use cold powder.

"Owh yes ma'am before I answer mom's question. I want to ask first. Whose mother's name. There's no way I'm always marking the mother with the cold powder" Somsi said.

The mother laughed. " Ha ha .. Just call Risma's mother."

"Owh bu Risma after all," said Somsi pleased his sweet smile.

"You're sweet on deck too. In addition to beautiful you also include sweet people deck," praised bu Risma.

"Ah mom could have."

Somsi is very happy if people praise him. Not because she was pretty, she liked it. Maybe that's all that's their advantage.

"I also have a beautiful daughter but my daughter is inversely proportional to the attitude of this child."

A mother praised Somsi again. Mother Santa's name.

"Hehehehe Makasih ma'am. All kids are the same mom. It depends on the parents who have educated him" Somsi replied.

"I mean deck?" ask Risma's confused mom.

"Well how his parents taught you good values, ma'am" Somsi widened his eyes. He was so thirsty. Wanted to drink but it was impossible.

That's the name does not appreciate the owner of the rice field.

Somsi waited for the right hour to drink. Partly a responsibility. It'll be lunch soon.

Everyone is focused on their work. Because it's lunch hour. So their fatigue can still be withheld.

After the alarm sound Risma ma'am. They go up and rest.

"No thanks, yes" said Miss Risma and handed over her wages Somsi.

"Yes mom. Thanks again."

Somsi went home leaving them. He is happy that he is always accepted to work. Today she was invited by Risma's mother to her friend's place. He is well liked at work.

Maybe because of his speed and persistence.

Makes himself much liked. He has a kind and friendly attitude. Of course he is liked by many people.

Somsi returned home running very fast. He could not wait to cook his homemade gomak and fried noodles.

Today she is cooking. Because last night he didn't sell.

Somsi carried a two-place fried basket. One place for noodles and another place for fritters.

Somsi hardened his voice. He was really impatient for people to buy all kinds of merchandise he sold.

All new and new customers are approaching. They enjoy it and eat it.

"Sister.. I'm one more."

Wow nice deck. Added spirit.

The little brother from earlier always grew. Both Mie, bakwan and pakedel he always tried all the flavors.

"Good deck. Here's your plate."

Because of cooking noodles, Somsi so bothered to bring dishes, spoons and drinking water.

He left his wares on the park chair. Simple garden that was just built by Mr. Susilo. President of Indonesia.

He chose that place. Because it is still newly built and the building has been renovated by the president himself. There must be a lot coming.

Everyone in that place stopped to eat. They praised Somsi's cooking.

"It's so bad."

Everyone who praised her made Somsi's ears want to fly. He always held his ear when people praised him.

My ears don't fly, please.

He refocused on his trading. This time he was quite listening and not overdone.

All his trades were almost all sold. He went home. He was so happy that the talent of his mother came down on him. The talent of cooking that he got from the results of attention that he always used to pay attention to every detail when his mother cooked.

She was so grateful to have a mother like Wati.

When he got home. He saw a lot of people.

What are they all doing, what has happened in our house.

"Sir. I want to ask. Why so many people in my house, sir?" ask Somsi.

"Papa you got into a deck accident" said the father.

Somsi jumped in shock and dropped the items he was holding.

Papa..................

He ran as hard as he could. The tears on her cheeks were flowing. What else happened to his family.

Somsi stopped at the door and saw his father unconscious. No one took her father to the hospital. She screamed hysterically at the scene.

"Papa. Hiks ... hiks..why do these trials change," Somsi could not hold back his tears that always penetrated want to come out.

"Mama. Not that papa was just downstairs," asked Somsi with a sad face. The look in his eyes indicated that he could no longer bear to live. Patience is always on him.

Ms. Wati just kept quiet. Since the incident that has been done by Friska. He's not like before.

Somsi shook his mother's body. Still not saying. "Ma.don't be like this, don't be quiet."

Somsi could not hold back his tears anymore. Until he finally fainted. He was taken to his room to rest. Wati's mother ignored her daughter. I don't know why her mother has changed so drastically. Is it because of all the trouble that befell them or because of the words of her youngest daughter last night. No one knows.

"Well, what a pity, Mrs Wati. Until now she has always been quiet" said one mother who was in the crowd.

"Yes.... Too bad. From then until now this family has never been happy. Always be filled with sadness. Poor thing."

Mothers wearing white headscarves continued to pay attention to Ms. Wati. From earlier what he noticed was only Ms. Wati. She always sat next to her husband without speaking. He could not bear to see the state of Ms. Wati. He wants Miss Wati back to the way she used to be. Who always looks happy despite all the problems alternating.

Seriate........

Tbc

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