Vegetable Basket

ks. 3

Sukaujang village

In the afternoon, all the preparations were finally done.The young men returned to their homes, to clean themselves first, while breaking the fast together, but they also wanted to feel Haru on that victory day.

After the magrib sound system rented has begun to echo, with Takbir reading filled every corner of the village sukadarma. The young people who had been working during the day, They have gathered in the courtyard of the mosque, with full Joy. talking to each other, telling each other about their experiences during Merantau in the city, while lighting a cannon bomb. Until that night felt very lively, Everyone felt happiness tampa except.

The takbir event reverberated until the dawn of prayer reverberated, only stopping for a while when the residents returned home, to get ready to perform Eid prayers.

Finished performing Eid prayers, the residents also visited each other for friendship and forgive each other. Continued with the event initiated by young people. They were also collected in one of the fields, to fill the Eid event with various game activities, ranging from playing ball, volleyball and competitions for children. so that the village of joy at that time looks more alive, all residents enjoy every second of that moment of happiness.

*****

The second day, after Lebaran.morning it looks very quiet, because most of the residents are still asleep, feeling tired after carrying out exhausting activities yesterday, so the atmosphere of sukadarma village, the, turning 180 degrees compared to Eid.

That morning, in front of one of the grandest houses in the village sukadarma.is seen Ujang who was washing his favorite antique motorcycle.the C70 duck motorcycle red output year 75. he wiped the bike very carefully, maybe afraid of the body of his favorite motor scuffed or scratched.

From a distance there were two men who approached towards Ujang. after being noticed it was the pardi of his wife's sister, but he did not know the other man, maybe it was a person from outside.

"Good morning Kang Ujang!" greet Pardi while smiling respectfully to his brother-in-law.

"Why are you coming to my house early in the morning? want to eat, huh?" ask Ujang who looks arrogant.

"My wife also cooks times, Kang! this is a friend from Jakarta, he is very interested in the antique motor owned by Akang."

"Include me Badrun! I am very interested in the unique motor owned by Akang. about Mau released at what price nih motor." asked the man named Badrun while extending his hand to invite Ujang to get acquainted, but Ujang only glanced at the hand, tampa held it. with shame, Badrun also pulled back the hand that had been extended.

"Whataaa! want to buy my bike? Do you have a lot of money? until you dare to ride my bike?" badrun asked with a cynical smile.

"Yes! so I nanya Akang, want to release how many motorcycles, later if my cost is fresh!" badrun said very ethical when he transacts.

"Relin! akang's! Akaaaang breakfast first!" the voice of a woman from inside the house.

"Yes for a minute!" answer Ujang while wiping the motor for last.

"So how's Kang?" asked Badrun who was waiting for an answer.

"Listen yes, you are a Jakarta man! your treasure compared to mine is far between heaven and earth and you need to remember! that my favorite motorbike, this will not be sold, even if you buy with your life." replied Ujang firmly. without waiting for the answer of two guests, immediately entered the house.

"I'm sorry that my brother-in-law is so arrogant sir! understand the rich nebeng, so it's like that!" said Pardi who felt bad.

"The rich man nebeng How's Kang Pardi?" badrun asked as he looked in wonder at Pardi.

"Let's tell me while you're at home!" take Pardi while walking towards his house facing Ujang house.even though they are brothers and sisters, but the difference of the House is very striking, kang Ujang house that looks magnificent with concrete that is so sturdy, as well as a very spacious yard, while the Pardi house is only made of wood board, the color of the paint has blackened.

They both sat in one of the chairs in front of Pardi's house, without waiting for orders, his wife who knew there were guests, immediately prepared coffee and snacks.

"Pardi's Kang! he said he wanted a story about the wealth of Kang Ujang. who nebeng?" asked Badrun who was still curious.

"Yes! he used to be very poor, he was just a lickster who liked to shop around. But whether using a shaman like what, to the extent that my brother named Darmi. he was slammed by poor men who are rich with his confusion.

"So short story My brother was invited to marry by the arrogant man, Kang Ujang proposed Darmi tea to my father, officially"

"Kang Pardi's father accepted?" ask Badrun.

"Good-hearted Uncle Darma, he never distinguished the status of people.Even when he died, all the villagers were crying over his passing, which was so sudden. Because Mr. Dharma died after a few days of tea wedding Darmi and Kang Ujang.

"Everyone cried, but only one person did not feel sad, namely Kang Ujang! my sister-in-law, she looks happy when she learns of her in-laws' death."

"Can't it be like that?:

"The Evil One, Kang Ujang! other people were busy taking care of his deceased father-in-law, while he quickly entered the master's room, to look for my Father's safe.but how surprised he was, when his in-laws left only a little money. The treasured papers weren't in the safe."

"Where, does anyone steal?" tanya Pardi who is increasingly interested in the story of Kang Ujang.

"No! a week before my sister's wedding. Mr. Darma has distributed all the land he has to the people who are in desperate need, so Why is this village called sukadarma village, because the villagers really like my father."

"So why now Kang Ujang can look established? and her in-laws left only a few possessions."

"Can't say a little, anyway! because the treasures left behind for his son and son-in-law were no less than a billion. Well, with the money of 1 billion, kang Ujang began to think to reclaim all the property owned by his father-in-law, which has been distributed to the people of sukadarma village. by lending the money, the relic, to the citizens with flowers so high that the citizens could not redeem the land. So that he could easily have his land back in-laws.

"Kang Ujang who did not accept the title, with anger he began to change the name of sukadarma village. into sukaujang village. hence when entering the village on the written gate. "Welcome to sukaujang village." Pardi's story recalls his brother-in-law's past.

"How do you think now?"

"Well that's it! he works by relying on the interest of the citizens. That flower is very suffocating."

*****

We postpone the story of Pardi who was chatting with his guests from Jakarta, we will tell the Fathan family in the afternoon.

The sun is no longer hot, because the Sun is already approaching the mountain, Maybe soon the sun will hide. So as to protect the family of Kampung sukadarma from its sting. birds chirping as if to tell his friends, that Soon the wings of the night will open.seen in one of the houses is not big and not small, but, equivalent to the houses in sukadarma village.there are five people who are sitting chatting while enjoying a cake.

"In a moment your sister graduated from nursing school, which you are confused right now. Because after Farah graduation she had to take a course for 1 year, before work, and the cost of the course was not cheap." Farhan expressed concern about the future of his first Princess.

"How much does it cost to take a nurse course, sir?" fathan asked while glancing at his father.

"About 25 millions! not to mention he wants graduation. According to his friends who graduated last year, they were asked by the campus to provide funds, 2 to 3 million."

"Just pray for me, sir! for my work to be launched, and given ease in every search for sustenance, for our families! god willing, Fathan will try to find money to pay for Farah's course!"

"Not do it, brother! I'm ashamed that I have to keep taking care of my brother." said a bad person who felt bad.

"Yes Fathan! you are already quite adult. Now think to yourself, Do you not want to be like other men? who already has a wife." Timpal Fathan's mother who felt sorry to make her son as a money-making machine.

"You guys don't do that! if not your brother and our son.who else in this family can be relied upon? let him learn to take responsibility for what he must carry. first father slam bones to be able to lecture it. now it is very natural! if Fathan thinks about the tuition costs of his sisters." said Farhan who disagrees with the opinion of his two women.

"Don't be like that, sir! However Fathan is our son, so it is not appropriate for parents to burden his son, with such great responsibility."

"It's okay Mom! Fathan if there is sustenance, Fathan will not feel darling, if the sustenance is used for the education of my brothers and sisters. because I have felt, the importance of education is like what. and you Farah! pray for your brother, in order to get a lot of money, so that when you need something, you don't have to think like now."

"Yes Brother! thank you so much for all the sacrifices you made. May God repay all the good you gave to our family!" farah's prayer that afternoon.

*****

The next morning, early in the morning all the villagers had gathered at the crossroads of the road. to re-seek sustenance in the big cities, which are spread throughout Indonesia. not even residents who want to go home who gather, the people who deliver them also wait for the arrival of Elf cars, while continuing to chat using a short time with the family, which will soon be far apart, there are also citizens who only want to see the departure of the nomads, even though they do not have relatives who leave their village. like Ujang who was escorted by his sister-in-law Pardi, he enlivened the intersection by bringing his Jeep car.

While Fathan, he is still busy packing his luggage, including souvenirs from the village sukadarma.

"Fathaaaan, come! you'll be late!" bring Farhan who has been stand by on the motorbike.

Farah's mother and sister, who helped pack Fathan's belongings, took advantage of the time to chat.

"Sister! Brother! for the course problems do not think, it's nothing severe not the course too, the most important Farah can graduate college, that's all already very proud for Farah."

"Yes! do not listen to your father. It is as if now you are concerned with your own happiness."

"Heheh! do not be pessimistic like that. I will always try my best, as much as I can. to make my own family happy.because you are my reason, to remain always eager and enterprising in work." fathan said with a smile.

"Fathan hunt! the Elf's car's gonna go through."

"Yes sir is soon!" Fathan answered while shouting. "It's money for your shopping, later if Fathan's already paid. Fathan will send again!" said Fathan while spending money of 2 million rupiah. Then he took his mother's hand, and put the money in the hand of the woman who had raised him.

"Not much! Kan, your payday is still a long time. How will you eat there." refused Mother Fathan with eyes that condense, overwhelmed at the kindness of her son.

"Yes already! Don't think about me!  Fathan still has money to eat."

fathan immediately embraced his mother and sister, with a very tight hug. yesterday they were filled with tears of happiness, because they could regroup.now their tears, are tears of sorrow for having to part."

"Saraaah! Saraah! where are you? Brother Fathan wants to go home!" sri said looking for the whereabouts of her youngest child.

With tears Sarah came out of her room, she felt sad again, because she had just been able to chat with her proud sister, now had to go far back, she said, and I don't know when her brother can go back to his house, Sarah quickly ran and hugged her brother with a hug so tight.

After saying goodbye, the father and son also left to go to the crossroads.lucky they were not late, because when it came to the crossroad, the Elf car also just arrived. fathan quickly climbed on top of the car, to return to carry out his activities in the city of Jakarta.

*****

Delay the story of Fathan returning to the metropolis. We will tell the story that has just been discussed in this story.the story where there is a very beautiful woman, with a Dimple decoration on her cheek.is doing a selfie in her room, she said, the photo was deleted several times, because he thought it was very ugly.