Reaping

Hydroponics 2

Mr. Rama [5]

"Have I followed every step

written in the book or not? Will the results match what

the one in the book or not?"

Questions like that still exist in

my mind. Each of my hands was cutting a bottle of mineral water into

section.

"Father amazed you," said Mr. Burhan who since

just sat cross-legged watching me make a network.

"I'm amazed why, sir. I feel like nothing special

from me," I said as I momentarily stared at Mr. Burhan, then I

back focus perforates each bottle cap with a nail.

"Either why. Since I first saw you at

terminals. I feel like there's something different about you than a child

young people your age out there.

"Mother could have. I feel there is no difference between

me and others."

"Your partner certainly has differences with others.

Nowadays it is very rare for a young person like you to help people

old like me. Not even my children take care of me

in the old age."

"That's because Mr. Burhan helped me once

early on I moved to this town. So I feel like I will be up to whenever

always have a debt of gratitude to Mr. Burhan."

My conversation with Mr. Burhan made me aware of one

thing. It turns out that when someone is already in the senior phase. That guy is very

expect attention and care from others. But very not

all seniors can spend their old age with people who

meaning in his life.

"Mother just calm down. Even though I'm not a father, I,

my father treated me like his own son. So too

with me. My father is not my father, but I will always be

treat my father like my own father" I said

staring at floor.

For a moment I remembered my two parents

died when I was in sixth grade. I don't want to sir

Burhan saw my sad face.

***

Two sets of paralon and twenty sets of water bottles

mineral I've finished. I started tying each rope on

the wood that sits on top of my boarding terrace. I slowly put the glass of mineral water

which I have hollowed into the hole which is in every paralon. Me too

put twenty sets of mineral water bottles in the patio area. Each

the circuit either from the paralon or from the mineral water bottle has been me

input water that has been given fertilizer a and fertilizer b according to the dose.

I chose to grow green lettuce because the vegetable had

the selling price is quite high. Every seed I accidentally seeded first in

the tray contains wet cotton after being given the fertilizer solution. A few days later

begin the seeds grow into plants as tall as the thumb of an adult.

I slowly put the vegetable seedlings into a series of parallons and a series of bottles

mineral water. In each series of previous paralon I have inserted skin

paddy or pasak into a plastic glass of mineral water that I have hollowed out.

Likewise with a series of mineral water bottles I have inserted rice skin

or pesak. The rice husk serves as a growing medium so that vegetables can be

sturdy standing.

I don't need to water the porters on that anymore with water

every morning and evening. Each root of the vegetable will absorb nutrients that

contained in water that has been given fertilizer a and fertilizer b. I really am

feeling grateful to the man who pioneered vegetable cultivation

with hydroponic techniques.

Growing vegetables with this technique keeps everyone from

make it easier again hydroponic techniques can be made from materials that are easy to find

so it does not have to cost much. Besides, everyone is not

it needs to require a large area of land to grow crops.

The plan I will later expand to make a series

mineral water bottle. So that I don't have to spend a lot of money to make

new network. Although what I have done is still a testing phase, but

I still hope that the practicum I do can be a job

sideline. I try as closely as possible so that no stages are missed

when doing this practice. So that I can minimize the occurrence of failure

harvests.

Maybe my dreams are too big, but there are none

it was his fault for me to dream. Later when the time of vegetable harvest has arrived I

will try to sell it to vegetable traders in the market. Considering I have

acquaintance of one of the owners of a vegetable stall there are several locations

meters from the rice kiosk I used to work at.

I think the life I'm living is approaching the word happy.

But apparently unexpectedly bad events will soon be

approached me.

***

Eric [5]

A hall that was in the nursing home had been crowded

by elderly humans. In this house there are one hundred and thirty people

old people who must be willing to spend their senile time away from relatives.

There are many neatly arranged chairs that have been taken by the residents

this nursing home. There was a long table on the right side of the hall that was filled

many foods and drinks can be eaten after a prayer event

completed implemented. Food and drink were adapted to

snacks allowed by parents who began to experience the disease

diabetes, high blood pressure, and so on.

I was stunned to see the look on the faces of the residents of the parlour

which had been filled with wrinkles and strands of her hair had turned white. Even

there are also residents of the orphanage whose hair is rarely not as wide as when

he was young first. The look in their eyes emitted the same expression as each other

another was a deep sadness in their hearts. Even if I look

a single smile was painted on their faces, but it was all unable to

hiding what they really feel right now.

I understand very well what feelings are currently entrenched in

their minds. They all must be currently envious of the path of life

now passed by my father. The father is now the same age as the residents of the orphanage

elderly, but did not suffer the same fate as them. The seniors in

here there is no chance to get an abundance of affection from

children . Different from them the residents of the parlour, my father at his old age

get a chance to feel the abundance of affection from me who

his son.

Since then, the event has begun with the presentation of a second

broken from my father and me in turn. We convey the purpose of its holding

prayer together in this nursing home. We spoke on the podium slowly

I pushed my father's wheelchair, which was assisted by the parlour attendant, towards

the front row seats occupied by other parlour officers.

When I and my father got back to the row of seats in the section

fore. A young man who was very enthusiastic to meet my father, he

continue to convey the arrangement of prayer together in memory of ten tofu

mother's death.

"Okay the audience, the next event conveying the impression

from a former neighbor of Mr. Burhan's family" the parlour clerk said

while occasionally staring at the father and the other attendants. "This guy

is a representative of the residents of the orphanage who will return to remember the figure of the mother

Wanda during her life who contributed to this nursing home. Okay, Mr. Bakrie

please step up to the podium."