
Jaka awakens from his sleep, due to the sound of the HP alarm, which he indeed set.
He also got up to take a shower. And carry out his duties as usual.
"It turns out that Mother's Son has woken up, Mother Kirain is still in the room. Have you prayed Fajr Nak?" ask Mommy.
"Yee Mother! Jaka tuh during GIG only woke up once Bun, even then because staying up with Dad.
Belom Bun, nih just want to go to the room, want to pray first." said Jaka.
"Yes there, the prayer game. It's breakfast yes," replied Mother.
"Yes Bun," Jaka replied with a smile and walked towards his room.
"Isn't he awake, Bun?" ask Father who just finished praying, who overheard their conversation just now.
"Already Mas, just entered the room, want to pray Fajr first," replied Mother.
After the prayer, Jaka came out of his room, for breakfast. After finishing breakfast, Jaka also brought his coffee to the front porch of the house.
Seeing the dried leaves scattered, Jaka eagerly took a broomstick, and collected the dried leaves and burned them.
After finishing Jaka again sat down, on the front porch chair of the house while sipping his coffee, then took a cigarette kreteknya, and burned the dry leaves in his cigarette.
The father also came to the front porch of the house, directly sitting next to Jaka, accompanied by Mother with a glass of coffee.
"Lhoo, who cleaned the page?" ask Mommy, when you see a pile of dried leaves that are burning.
"Not knowing Bun! Jaka here was indeed the garbage has been burned," said Jaka pretending not to know.
I smiled too, seeing the behavior of the Son.
"How can cooking be, until the dried leaves collect and burn themselves?" said Mother.
"Mother, who eats dried leaves, and burns them is your son" said Father.
"Oh, Jaka wants to do Mother's work? Want Mother Jewer again her ears," said Mother.
"No Bun, don't bother, thank you for the offer" said Jaka, holding his ear.
"Mother coffee dong, don't hold it," said Father distract the wife.
"It's Well, the coffee," said Mother. I forgot to hold a glass of black coffee.
Then came the sound of HP ringing from the front room.
"Then take HP first in the room, like someone called," said Mother.
"Yes Bun," said Jaka as he moved from his seat, to take HP.
Gatot's name was on her HP screen and Jaka immediately received the call.
"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum" said Jaka. While coming out of his room, headed to the front porch.
"Who's Son?" ask Dad curious.
"Gatot Yah" said Jaka.
"Wa aleikumussalam warahmatullah. Brother where's Bang?" ask Gatot.
"I'm at Dad's, what's wrong?" jaka Sahut.
"Oh yeah Bang, I'm there," Gatot replied as she disconnected her phone call, and rushed to Jaka's foster father's house.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Gatot, shaking hands with everyone there.
"Yes Mr. Seno" replied Gatot kindly.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Papa, Mama, Tami and Rena together.
"Wa alaikumussalam warahmatullah, let's enter Mas Hadi, Ma'am and everything, directly into aja," said Mother with a friendly smile.
"Son Gatot has breakfast? Ayoo, all breakfast together," continued Mother friendly.
"Yes, come on Mas Gatot, we have breakfast together" said Papa.
"Yes there breakfast first" said Jaka and Dad at the same time.
"What's wrong, sir?" sahut Gatot is doubtful.
"It's okay dong, if you don't feel good to have breakfast inside, bring here just breakfast," Jaka replied with a smile.
Gatot rushed in, followed Bu Seno and Pak Hadi family to take breakfast.
Soon Gatot was sitting again on the terrace chair, carrying a plate of breakfast, and a cup of coffee.
"The truth is I'm here, to talk about the power of garden harvesters" said Gatot, holding a plate, and putting his coffee cup on the table.
"Yes later, now you have breakfast first," Jaka replied with a smile.
"It's breakfast first" Dad continued.
Gatot rushed to breakfast. Jaka and his father continued their activities, adjusting the breath through a cigarette while coffee.
"Well, if Jaka can tell, why Om Dodi said on the phone, about one of my late papa's messages. Then the late papa ordered more than one dong?" jaka said curiously.
"Yes, my son, it is true that your late father has some last messages for you and for us" replied the father firmly.
But it will be discussed later, wait Om Dodi, Om Harto mu, and others gather here, replied the wise father.
Jaka was silent, hearing Dad's words just now. Though Jaka hopes there is a little leak of the story, about the message of his late Papa.
"Dad get in first, huh? Go pee," said Dad.
"Yes Well" said Jaka.
Gatot finished his breakfast, then sipped his coffee, and started breathing.
Without further ado, Gatot immediately told him his purpose.
"Bang, I've got 10 people, who will be the harvesters of our garden," said Gatot spirit.
"About what is the amount of energy?" asked Jaka enthusiastically.
"God willing, it can only be sought first. What does it take how many people bang? I will coordinate with Nanang Bang." Gatot.
"In the meantime there are about 50 people, _50 of them are working as crops, and garden care workers!" jaka said firmly.
"Nanangs? Yes Nanang," Jaka said with a smile and searched for a number on his HP, and called the number.
Phone calls are coming in.
"Hello. Assalamu'alaikum, where are you Nang?" ask Jaka.
"Wa aleikumussalam warahmatullah, I'm here Bang," replied Nanang with a smile, and waved his hand.
"When have you been there, Nang?" ask Jaka again, while turning off his phone call.
"Since the call just now Bang." Nanang replied innocently.