
In Other Regions ...
Jonathan woke up early this morning. Even Sari was made astonished because his usual Ivan would wake up if the day had started at noon.
Now Jonathan was sitting in the house while observing the situation around Ivan's house.
The air is so cool because it is in the foothills near the mountain slope, the sound of birds that sound unpretentious and a calm atmosphere makes his mind a little calm. Although this morning he had listened to Sari's nagging which sometimes not understood by Jonathan.
Seen his residents who began to go out of the house to go to the garden with a hoe or a cart. Both men and women, all walked vigorously to start their activities.
The child who starts going to school. And some cattle people are starting to roam.
Some people also greeted Jonathan who was sitting on the porch of the house, but the ice prince only nodded his head slightly and smiled faintly. It was very different from Ivan who answered him kindly.
Truly this is a sight that makes his heart warm after all this time just confined inside his luxurious house.
"it's still early in the morning, daydreaming" Toni surprised Jonathan
"do you want school? " ask Jonathan but Toni seemed to gasp at the words of Jonathan who thought Ivan was not as usual.
"iyalah, where are you going. Bizarre lo. For the dong bang money, make the fare" Toni's pinta stuck out her hand
Jonathan took out a hundred thousand pieces of money from his pocket. And immediately give the keToni without a sound
"well, there's a lot of makasi bang" said Toni and only embraced by Jonathan
Toni leaves Jonathan
"dikambet what parents yes, his usual ngomel used to ngasi money, a lot more.
But my feeling from his strange behavior, was also talking about another. Feels kayaking isn't his usual Ivan" Toni's inner.
After Toni's departure, Jonathan went to the farm where Ivan used to work after saying goodbye to Mr. Tarman.
He walked while looking left and right, remembering where the fork was said by Ivan.
A few minutes down the road he was cut off by a fork.
"sister Ivan wants to work? " ask Karina
Jonathan who was surprised instantly turned his body. Stared at his sweet girl who reprimanded her.
"sister, how dumb. It's still early in the morning" said Karina with her sweet smile
"eh, yes. Go to work" replied Jonathan.
"yuda, heart of hearts. I walk first" Karina said as she passed by Jonathan. But still while looking at Jonathan's handsome face.
"the look is different, Dalem really" said karina in her heart
"sweet" Jonathan said in his heart
After waking up from his daydreams Jonathan continued his journey.
He followed the lead Ivan said. Not waiting for long the intended farm was already visible because it was emblazoned a large screen printing in front of the gate .
There were some workers who had arrived there.
Jonathan was glued to see the farm. A reluctance to step on the place felt. He gulped his saliva looking at his many cows let alone the very pungent smell of his olfactory senses.
"how does it work. Oh God" complained Jonatahan while rubbing his handsome face rough.
"woi Van, wait aja lo. Work, ordinary most diligent. This is even a wobbly wig. Liatin what? " tanya Bambang arrived
"yuda ayok start work, let the spit is finished, "take Bambang pass away
Jonathan follows Bambang who starts work. It mimics the way Bambang works. Seen his Bambang took a bucket and milked the cow with his painstaking.
Jonathan fell silent, nervous, amused and disgusted feeling melted into one.
"how is this, it's ridiculous" Jonathan said as he held the ******cow slowly and his hands trembled with disdain. He touched the ****** the cow with cold sweat that began to pour. In his try slowly land like what is done by Bambang.
Bambang who realized that also felt strange.
"lo sick Van, how very lo work?. "asked Bambang wonder.
"uh, no, " replied Jonathan nervously, occasionally he rubbed his nose with his arms, making Bambang even more astonished
After a long milking Jonathan and Bambang also clean the cow stable .
It was seen Jonathan resisting nausea smelling the foul scent of cow dung he was cleaning.
His face began to redden and pale, cold sweat pouring down his thinness.
And shortly thereafter
"huweekkk.. " Jonathan can't stand it anymore he's spewing out all his entrails.
Bambang who saw that looked worried.
"astaga Van, you if it hurts to go home, let me continue. Don't be forced" Bambang said as he stroked Jonathan's shoulder
"iya bang, sorry. Maybe I'm not feeling well. Is it okay that I stay? " ask Jonathan limp
"yes, no papa. Yauda can go home alone, right? " ask Bambang.
Jonathan nodded and walked away. He could no longer stay in that place for long
Bambang watched Jonathan who considered his Ivan to be with a feeling of wonder.
"why the kid, how different. The satanic city of kali. His attitude is very different. Not only because not feeling well is his kayak, "inner Bambang still pay attention to Jonathan who has walked away
Jonathan walked home. But he stopped at an empty cottage on the side of the road near the edge of the rice field. He rested his body that felt weak from vomiting earlier.
"for a long time I could die there, why Ivan could stand to work in that place. " complained Jonathan while wiping his face and fan his fitas with his hat worn.
"how is he being put on campus right now, am I the only one in trouble here? " inner Jonathan while looking at the green rice field area and very wide as the eye can see.
"it's only the first day, but the taste is already like this. True what Ivan said, his life is not easy" muttered Jonathan
"but I should be able to, this is my wish, and I must not let her down. I have to enjoy my freedom in the meantime, although it is difficult but like this village is not too bad" Jonathan murmured again
Jonathan also spent a few minutes in the lodge to rest his tired body while enjoying the nature of the village is still so beautiful, away from noise and pollution like in the capital.
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