Provision Fate

Finally Harvesting Rice

After they ate, they sat for a while in the front room, where they used to eat.

"Som.. We will harvest tomorrow" said Ms. Wati.

Somsi. "What ma, we're going to harvest tomorrow?"

Somsi was astonished, as soon as they finally harvested as well. A few days passing Somsi just went there to spray pests that attack rice seeds so as not to blacken or disturbed the contents of the contents.

"Horee, we'll harvest" said Friska happily.

"Yes, son, we're going to harvest. May we have much on him. Let us sell some and can meet the needs for a week," said Mrs Wati smiling. Ms. Wati was very happy, "Your father until now has not been able to stand. I'm tired of teaching your dad. Let alone to stand up, moving his body is still difficult."

Somsi with teary eyes could not stop her falling tears. "Ma, I'm sorry, hikss."

The eyes are constantly present to fill every circle that surrounds his eyes. He was sad and did nothing.

"You are patient, son. Hopefully your papa can return to normal, as usual."

"Yes ma."

Somsi rubbed his eyes. Wipe out tears on every inch of her face.

A sweet, beautiful face in the eyes of anyone who sees it.

After a long time, they finally returned to the room.

Inside the room, Somsi was still not asleep. Friska went to sleep first.

Somsi is still thinking about the journey of his life story. Travel every second, minute and hour. The journey in which he had to take his life was very testing his patience.

Somsi got up from his seat and went outside to look at the calendar that was there.

Tomorrow, August 17, 1945. But we have to celebrate in the rice fields.

The race that has been set changes date. The Indonesian president said that there was no race on that date. On the next date, the race will be held.

Somsi was also very grateful. It turned out that there was still a chance for him to help his mother harvest.

Thank goodness tomorrow so I can help my mom in the rice field.

Somsi smiled when he knew the next stage he would do on that day. Soon his eyes fell asleep. The silence of the night went on that cold night.

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Early in the morning, at exactly 05:05. Somsi woke up too soon. The sound of the crowing chicken is still not heard clearly. At most only one was awake and crowing that morning as well.

Somsi struggled with cooking ingredients. She cooked so happily without any burden she had to think about.

Even though it was a day that should celebrate Indonesia's birthday, still he can still smile so that people who see him do not know that he is in a lot of trouble.

Somsi also did not forget to cook gomak noodles. But ala scantily. Because today he will not trade. Today he just wants to introduce his cooking, so that people who later eat it, can judge his cooking.

The indomitable spirit he gathered from last night. I hope nothing gets in the way and everything goes well.

3 Hours later, at exactly 07:00, Friska and Ms. Wati were awake.

Somsi collected all the items that will be brought to the rice field. He didn't want to be later on when they started, something was left behind.

"Sister is ready to cook," said Friska surprised her.

Friska hugged Somsi from behind. He couldn't get there until he got home from school. Because it is impossible that he was not present at the time of the flag ceremony. The ceremony celebrates the anniversary of Indonesia.

"Yes deck, you eat fast. You'll be late on my beautiful deck."

"He he he he, yes brother. It's a shame."

Friska was going to eat. But Somsi stopped him. "Hey deck! are you ready to shower what?"

"Eh, uh ... not ready yet, brother," replied Friska with a smile in the making.

"God......."

Friska herself realized that she had not yet taken a shower. If only her brother hadn't reminded her, she might have gone to school not to take a shower.

Friska hasn't just gone not to shower, she often goes not to bathe, so her teeth have yellowish rice crust, her bad breath makes the person who kisses her will faint, so she has a bad breath, even Friska is always a mockery just because of forgetfulness for bathing.

Somsi and Bu Wati are ready to go to the rice fields. Somsi has a plastic bag, certainly not a style bag, well ordinary bags are carried away to the rice field. Ms. Wati also carried her bag. Not to forget that Wati gave the contents in the bag in the form of betel and tobacco.

Before leaving Somsi remembered something. "Eh, don't you excuse me yet."

Somsi lowered the first food that he had visited from earlier. He ran quickly to his parents' room. Somsi found Mr. Nius glaring at the roof of the house.

Somsi came to Nius sir. Hugged Mr. Nius with tears. But he immediately wiped his tears so that Mr. Nius did not know that he was sad.

"Sir.today we harvest, mama and Somsi want to go to the rice field. We're just a little pa."

"Somsi has made food for papa, who knows if we've been home for a long time, papa can eat without having to wait for us again."

Somsi smiled at Mr. Nius. The love for Mr. Nius is matchless. Once again he hugged Mr. Nius in a position still lying down.

"Go son. Don't be sad, son, if your papa can't make you happy yet" said Mr. Nius immediately shed his tears.

"Papa do not be sad, yaudah Somsi go yes pa.."

Somsi finally left Mr. Nius alone in the room. He was sad to hear his father's words just now. He didn't think that his father would say that.

"Come ma, we go fast. Later we will be late again ma," Somsi told Wati.

"Yes, son."

They also went to the rice fields that they had been planting rice seedlings, now they can achieve the results.

A few minutes to the rice fields, they finally arrived.

Somsi immediately dropped off the food he was visiting from earlier. He immediately changed clothes. And immediately down to the rice field by holding a tool, the sickle.

"Wah. And pest pests do not interfere with the growth of our rice ma," said Somsi very happy.

He was very happy to see their rice so well maintained, ducking simultaneously, so that people who saw it wanted to immediately sow the rice.

"Ha ha ha ha ha, time hell son. If my mother still does not believe. I was scared before my mom saw the results. Who knows, it's just beautiful inside."

Yes sure enough, the rice that ducks is not necessarily filled with. It might be empty.

"Ahhhh no way ma, our rice is beautiful really."

Somsi and bu Wati finally came down with spirit to chop the rice. No complaints even though their waist has been gout. But when they were so focused on cutting rice, Siti and Bram and Dryver came to surprise them.

Baaaaa, here we come..........

"The banana is again included, in eating coffee," said Ms. Wati latah.

" Ha ha ha ha, funny auntie huh."

Bram laughed heartily at the Wati maam who spoke in surprise.

"Who are you boys?" said Ms. Wati who does not know Bram and Dryver except Siti.

"Ahh time the prospective wife I do not tell mama-in-law," said Bram without shame.

Somsi immediately stuttered in fear when Ms. Wati said something. All this time he always covered when he was close to any man.

"Wife candidate?" said Mrs Wati loudly. Ms. Wati was so astonished to hear Bram's words. He turned to Somsi and looked at his daughter's eyes.

"Is that true?"

Seriate.............

Tbc

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