The Sigadis Narcissistic Eggplant Garden
Part 1's
" Bismilbornrahmanirrahim "
A girl was walking down a path beside a rice field. He was carrying a basket of deep purple eggplants. The eggplant he got from his own harvest without the help of anyone.
"This is how the basket containing the eggplant belongs to Miftah." 😊
Every day, before leaving for the traditional market to sell eggplant to the mothers of vegetable traders in the market, he always took the time to make a recording where the tape he would upload in social media every day.
"Hello gais! as usual, you will meet me again. Do you remember whose name I am? Jannah Miftahul! today I as usual want to nganterin my eggplant to the market. For those of you who are the same location I do not forget to buy my eggplant in the market, guaranteed eggplant neng Miftah is delicious!" he said in front of the camera .
"If even the income from eggplant I do not how much! but that has really helped my survival because I think luxury is not important, the important thing is peace" he continued.
"OK bye! I have to go first, Dad! want my eggplant anterin - eggplant. My earache is! because from earlier, Siterong did not stop whining for sale. Until we meet again the next dividio," he said again while turning off his phone.
He began to put his phone in his black skirt pocket. She is a girl who is famous for her attractiveness in the countryside, everyone who accidentally passes in the yard of his house must only shake his head when he sees his behavior that never gets tired of recording anything - whatever he gets.
Actually he is a pious child, because he always wears clothes that are never tight with a hijab that is always attached because he does not let go. He always spoke polite language with neighbors or people he met. But, for some reason if it is in front of the kemera he feels that the world is inhabited only by one person.
Now that he had reached the place he was headed, his feet began to approach a woman who was busy fanning her vegetables so that they could not be touched by flies.
"Buy mom... Buy sir... Fresh vegetables - fresh." said the mother whose eyes were now fixed on a beautiful girl who also looked at him with a sweet smile.
"Eh neng Miftah has arrived! must want eggplant nawarin right?" tanyanya who already knows what the arrival of the girl means. He is a loyal customer of Miftah compared to other customers.
"She's mom, I know," she said kindly with a smile.
"Why are you standing there? let's bring here the eggplant, not heavy what?" tanyanya smiled back.
"Eh! yes ma'am," she responded as she walked towards Astri's mother.
After giving a basket of eggplants did not forget to receive the payment, he immediately resigned while taking back his basket that was no longer filled.
On the way home in the middle of the path he again opened his phone to record the results of his sale.
"Hello gais! Thank God today my eggplants all practice, see the evidence if you do not believe. My basket is empty, right? and do you know I got the money right away... And just came, fifty thousand! enough to fill my empty wallet," he said after taking the wallet from the pocket of his next skirt which was completely empty, until - until a fly flew out of it.
Once at home, he immediately performed clean rituals ranging from sweeping the house, yard, mopping new breakfast. He really likes to be late if breakfast, because if the morning abis prayer dawn he was busy picking eggplant fruit located behind his house to sell to the market. He is lazy if first plucked it, fearing that his freshness will look reduced.
There are also neighbors who buy by picking directly from the tree and Miftah does not mind it at all as long as they want to pay for it.
Not infrequently sometimes he gives his eggplant for free for the poor who accidentally pass in front of his house.
The eggplant garden has always been very famous in the village, not only the attractiveness of the owner, yes, the residents are very comfortable when friends with him but only one thing that makes them wonder, but only one thing that makes them wonder, why is that girl so narcissistic?
No one can guess it, so they prefer to stay silent because they are very lazy to take care of other people's business by asking questions, which is even longer.
After a clean ritual - clean house and a new breakfast he went back to work to wash his clothes, although a little he was never lazy because he most did not like to pile his work.
On the other hand, a mother was whining to her husband to buy eggplant which was picked from his fresh tree, the husband could only shake his head and call his oldest son.
"Hello pa, Assalamualaikum!" say the voice behind the phone.
"Wa'alaikum greetings son! where are you again? " sanyanya.
"Oh! as usual pa I'm still in the office at this hour, soon maybe I go home because almost dzuhur," he replied.
"Good then" the response.
"What's wrong, pa? did you start cravings for strange things again?" his question seemed to know what was the reason that made his papa call him during his working hours.
"You are a wise son! and be very sensitive to your parents" praised his father with a smile.
Over there the child is only able to breathe heavily.
"You always have that nature! what is the same as your sister-to-be? you want your sister ilean later? if papa finds out who will take care of your mother? tell you to take care of when you can, you think only work and work," he said.
"Salah papa asked me to continue the company owned by papa so I became a busy person," he did not accept.
"What the hell are you? anyway papa doesn't want to know! coming home from work later you have to return home while carrying a basket of eggplants that you directly pick with your own hands from the garden for your mother," he said, which immediately can no longer be denied by his son.
"When there is bi Ati, say aja papa is also lazy," he said while humbling his voice but can still be heard by his father.
"What did you say?" ask his papa who immediately surprised him so he replied "yes pa! yes pa! I'll find the eggplant for mama, Assalamualaikum," then turn off the phone while exhaling rough for the second time.
"Wa'alaikum greetings," his father replied while turning off his phone.
"Udah ya ma, later Firdaus will definitely bring home the eggplant of your dream," said her husband gently while peeping his wife's forehead while the wife began to smile happily.
Dikantor, his son Firdaus was only able to channel his frustration by clenching his hands with all his might.
"Geez! papa's... Papa's... I am almost old and still want another baby. Even though his son had four, even though the others had been at school outside the country all. Yesterday I was told to look for cut chicken meat whose chicken feathers are colorful. I had to bring home a cut chicken whose fur I had told cet as good a painter with rainbow colors so that it looked like the original and when I found out it was good that mama did not mind it," his mind while scratching the top of his head that does not itch.
"This is what this example looks like. 😂 Bayangin only if the chicken cut already big, keep one chicken feather printed like a rainbow. It's getting unyu, right? 😉 it's just a shadow yes readers." 😎
"That's a shame now just being told to look for eggplants, but the problem is... How do I find a nice eggplant garden and still very fresh so that papa and mama are not disappointed?" he was thinking again while thinking hard.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door from outside, he also told the perpetrator to enter his room which was none other than his female employees.
"Sorry sir! here's a document for you" he said politely.
"All right! you just put it on my desk and then please go back to work," he ordered, which is now busy with his laptop again.
"Then excuse me sir," he said, only responded with deheman by Firdaus whose mood is now very bad.
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"CHILDREN'S EGGPLANT GARDENS NARCISSISTIC GIRLS"
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