Vegetable Basket

KS. 112

"Amen...! may you always be protected by Allah subhanahu wa ta'ala" Darmi said after reporting everything she knew about her husband.

After chatting for a while with Fathan, Darmi said goodbye to return to his house.Fear Ujang Suspicious of what he was doing, because he only asked permission to go to the stall.

After Darmi leaves, Kirana enters and sits in the chair that Darmi left behind. "What's wrong?" kirana asked while looking curiously at her lover.

"There's nothing. Oh yes, tomorrow I want to go to the city. invited to be a speaker at one of the seminars on agriculture."

"Can you come?" ask Kirana expectantly.

"Not not allowed, but we have to share the task.you help take care of the farm pity if we leave everything, later they are confused.after all we want to go to the village situmekar to pick up Father. then the shabby we will go to Jakarta to propose to you." said Fathan while pinching Kirana's nose making the girl's face flushed like a tomato.

"Not lying, is it?"

"No, I will leave early in the morning, the seminar at 09.00 to dzuhur, later after Dhuhur came back here and we left for the village situmekar, we stayed there last night, we stayed there, tomorrow morning we go to Jakarta with my family.

"Yes, it's like that."

Finally the farmer's workroom sounded so carefree, because in addition to the happy chatter. there is also a laughing voice that is so crisp they may assume that the world today is theirs so that some people are in their office whispering to each other, but even so they remain happy because all the struggles that his superiors do. both Kirana and Fathan have now become a reality. they are both very successful, Fathan was successful in agriculture, and he was very successful in agriculture, while Kirana successfully get the love that she has long pursued.

The next morning, according to what was planned. Fathan had left for Sukabumi City to attend an invitation from the agriculture service to provide counseling and motivations for farmers in the city and in Sukabumi Regency, to continue to cultivate the farm because people who used to work in their office life is very dependent on the farmers, maybe if all Indonesian farmers stop then the office workers will not eat.

At about 12:00, according to what Fathan planned to bring Kirana's car. he went back to the village of sukadarma to pick up Kirana, who was, and plan to go see his parents who have long left home.

The afternoon sun was very hot, repeated vehicles filled the entire area of the road located in the city of Sukabumi.The car driven by Fathan continued to drive towards the south of Sukabumi City, Sukabumi, the car passed through the Jubleg terminal .

Fathan is traveling alone, because all members of the vegetable kingdom are preoccupied with various orders that come to complement the daily needs of its customers. he continued driving the car until he finally arrived on a faraway road to nowhere, because the road passed is Jalan Kampung so there are still many abandoned lands Not taken care of only overgrown Ilalang and sugar cane rimbarau, just like Kampung sukadarma a few years ago.

Fathan's car stopped shortly after seeing some people intercepting his car, making the farmer frown not understand what happened. because on that road from then until now there was no sealing.

"Down...! coming down! coming down!' snapped one with the most beautiful face, while the other four were not much different.

"What is this Kang?" ask Fathan who opened the car's door.

"Royal down....!"

Bravely and boldly, Fathan opened his car door. because he assumed why should he be afraid of innocence but after the farmer came out without making small talk one of them threw a punch towards Fathan's face.

"Nonsensical....!" answer while fending off the opponent's attack.but not until there another hand came towards the stomach, so Fathan shrink his stomach finally the attack just ate the wind.

Seeing the conditions that did not allow Fathan to find a place that was rather spacious, because it was blocked by a car. he was wary of the whole person who was about to abuse him, he was careful, but he had no idea who that person was.

"Who are you, what do you want?" asked Fathan who split his gaze towards his opponent.

"Don't do a lot of bacots....! you must be able to eat today the devil....!" replied one of the men who had called him to go down. quickly he attacked Fathan by swinging a fist towards the face but Fathan who was once a martial artist when studying on campus. He was undaunted, with Sigap he deflected the attack then thrust one punch towards the opponent's stomach.

Fathan's attack hit the target, so that the person who attacked him fell to the ground by holding the stomach that felt nauseous as if to remove all the contents.

"GROAN....!" said one of them while running towards Fathan followed by 3 others, while the person who was attacked he had risen again and helped his colleagues to gang up on Fathan.

Seeing the conditions that are not possible, although as good as he is in fighting, but when attacked simultaneously like that will certainly be overwhelmed, but one against five was not possible so even Fathan when there was one chance He kicked the weakest man, until the man fell and then he ran down the Road to save himself.

The people who wanted to beat him They did not stay silent, after helping his friend who fell up They rushed after Fathan, until finally the chase was inevitable, the people who traverse the area they just watch or just speed up the pace of the vehicle.maybe they are not willing to get carried away in trouble or, his sympathy was gone so that seeing people who were attacked by their hearts was not moved.

From the front of Fathan there was a sound of a butut motor that drove closer to the farmer who was running to save himself.The longer the motor was getting closer, the closer, until finally Fathan also saw that the person on the bike was Farhan his father.

"Mr...!" muttered Fathan while continuing to run closer towards the motor.

"Why did you run?" asked Farhan who parked the motorbike, Not that he took her away or saved his son, but he instead stood still staring at the five people who were chasing his son.

"It's okay sir, just sport it...!" Answer Fathan.

"You're afraid of a punk like that?"

"Not afraid sir...! but I am realistic, because this is not an Indian film that one person can fight against one village," replied Fathan who had been staring back at his 5 opponents.

"You dare to fight 3 people?" farhan asked after scanning to the people standing before them.

"Bare Sir?"

"If you dare to fight 3, Father of two opponents." suggested Farhan while tightening his trousers, then he undressed looks big body showing off the muscles in his arms.

"What's wrong, sir?" asked Fathan hesitated.

"Enemy Don't be sought, if there is an enemy Don't run."

Finally they were getting ready to continue the fight 2 on 5. without being given the cue the fight was not commensurate it began. deftly both children and fathers continued to avoid enemy attacks, continued to avoid enemy attacks, occasionally launch a counterattack, but even though it was like that the posture of his opponent was far different, plus maybe they very often did battle like now, so the two people began to be overwhelmed.

"How about sir?" ask Fathan on the sidelines of his fight.

"Fighting continues...!' farhan replied slightly off guard so one punch hit his face.

"It's rude to dare not cheat...!" snapped Farhan while replying to the punch of the person who hit him, the person who was hit not dead objects quickly he dodged.

"Many bacots...! if fighting is up to how most important our enemies are sprawled. You boys and fathers will be buried in the same hole."

"Bastes...!' farhan replied while spitting.