Vegetable Basket

ks 53's

The arrival of Seno

From the side of the house came the sound of crickets that sounded, in Sauhuti by the sound of frogs that sounded far from the direction of the rice fields.in one of the houses that stood right in front of the most luxurious house in the village sukadarma. there was a person who pushed the motor into his house, maybe the person was afraid that the motor was pulled by a propeller, so that the motorbike must be inserted into the house.

"Well! martabak telor. I'm serious about buying Sanah?" ask Pardi's wife by staring nanar at her husband, who is lowering the standard so that the motor is not unpaired.

"No, make Malik!" answer Pardi.

"Kirain for Sanah" said his wife who was seen showing a disappointed look. But it was not long before she smiled spoiled towards her husband, Maybe she felt happy that finally her husband could be like the husbands of others who always bring their hands when traveling.

"Make you, Neng! for who else? Already do not ask much, mending please make Akang coffee let us enjoy this together," exclaimed Pardi while sitting on a butute chair given by his brother-in-law.

Hasanah just nodded, then she went towards the kitchen to brew coffee at her husband's request. Before long he made coffee, because the hot water was already available in the thermos, so when he made coffee he just poured the water into a glass that was filled with coffee and sugar.

After the coffee was made, Hasanah went back to the front room, carrying a cup of coffee and dishes. It looks like her husband and Malik are joking, so Pardi who always loves his child.

"Mother I want the hammer," Pinta Malik pointed at the unopened plastic.

"Yes, just take it! nothing should be mother," said Hasanah.

"You can't say that, because you have a mother. Malik as a good child should not precede the parents," answered his son made Hasanah's eyes look pusher at her husband.he did not expect that her husband had excellent ethics, he said, so that ethics and manners are taught early on to their children.

"Coffee Kang!" bargain Hasanah while keeping a glass that looks black, then he opened a plastic bag and took the cardboard in it.

Hasanah's eyes widened, after learning that the egg martabak was two servings, coupled with a sweet martabak containing nuts and cheese.

"A lot of Kang?" ask Hasanah while moving the martabak on the plate, then he took one piece, then gave it to Malik.

"It's okay Neng! sometimes I make you happy, can't I?" said Pardi while smacking a smile, then he took a glass filled with coffee and sipped it with pleasure.

"May, but I have to save money.remember Malik will soon enter school, we will cost a lot."

"Let's not say much, let's eat!" reply Pardi while picking up the martabak piece that was on the plate.

"You again!" Pinta Malik finished his meal.

"Take yourself! You have to start learning independently, don't rely on your mother constantly" Hasanah said, staring at Malik, as they rarely buy food like that, maybe this food was first enjoyed by his son. So that his son asked for.

Finally the little family dissolved in small talk, while enjoying the martabak bought by Pardi. Malik who initially enjoyed the food very much, but over time he felt nauseous, because a lot of Food went into his stomach.

"Malik's sick mom!" the boy complained to his mother.

"No more eating, no more drinking!" said Hasanah while giving a glass filled with drinking water.

Malik nodded, then he picked up the glass given by his mother. Then the little boy drank up, heard burps like his father when he finished eating.

"Scook you!" pardi said while looking at his son.

"Father, too, when he had eaten well" answered his son, rising from his seat, and then he went into his room, soon returning with a toy, and he returned with a toy, until finally the little boy dissolved in his world. Until finally the boy did not care about his parents anymore.

"Everything if in front of the child does and behaves should be good, because akang is a figure that will be followed by the blood of the flesh of Akang," said Hasanah as if blaming her husband.

"Yes.....! aye.....! I won't do that anymore."

"Kang!" Call Hasanah who looks friendly.

"Why Neng?" pardi replied with a smile, Maybe he saw funny When his wife did like that, because usually Hasanah calls himself by name, there is no affection at all.

"Do you have any more money?"

"No have!"

"If you don't have one, why would you buy a martabak.it can't happen if you don't have more money,"

"Huh! money matters you know, yes I have."

"How," looked at Hasanah who was increasingly interested.

"There's also a little Kang count times."

"Now!" pardi replied while spending money and then handed over to his wife.

"How much is this?" tanya Hasanah who holds the money given from Pardi.

"Yes, you count! can you count?"

Hasanah with a smile he began to count the money in his hand.It turns out after being calculated with confidence, because Hasanah counted the money up to twice. "Two million three hundred and fifty thousand, Kang" said Hasanah while tidying up the money.

"It should be Rp2,500,000, but earlier I bought martabak same rok0k,"

"Ih! we'll need Kang's money again, we'll have a lot of savings for Malik's school, why is Akang wasteful?"

"Yey you asked for martaba, Akang really would prefer rok0k," replied Pardi who still boasted a smile.

"Yes Alhamdulillah too, Sanah will partially tube, some of it will be used for daily needs, but by the way where does this money come from? Kan Kang Ujang is not yet time to give a salary."

"I'll tell you where this money came from, but you can't tell anyone, not even your thumbs should know. 'cause it's so secret."

"Concealed how?"

"Kang Ujang once loaned money to others, it has been a long time that the debt was not paid, even the interest was ignored. He told Akang to collect the money, when he managed to collect the money, he would give 2.5 million" Pardi told a lie.

"Where's the secret?" hasanah looked in wonder at her husband.

"The secret is, the debt problem you should not talk to anyone, because Kang Ujang does not want his wife to know he ever loaned money without the knowledge of his wife, without the knowledge of Kak Darmi."

"Oh like that. Yes already, rather than later they fuss, meningan I just save this money, enough to add to savings."

"Yes! Yes, keep it neat! there's tuyul." Pardi.

Hasanah got up from her seat, and she went into the room to save the money from her husband, not knowing that he had more money than that.

"I'm sorry Akang Hasanah, Akang did not give this money all, because Akang is afraid you can not keep a secret. Akang will give this money gradually, so that you do not suspect.and Akang's secret with Sobri neatly covered," muttered Pardi inwardly, his eyes constantly staring at the television screen. but his mouth did not stop sucking the smoke coming out of the tobacco in his hand.

*****

The next morning, as usual, Pardi met Ujang, although there was no work drying rice, but Pardi still worked in accordance with Ujang's direction, because the land and rice fields that Ujang had were quite extensive. so that it requires care or people who take care of his property, then Pardi is the one who takes care of all Ujang's property.

"How did you get the idea, to take down Fathan?" tanya Ujang started the conversation when they rested while staring at the mustard garden that spread wide, the garden owned by a vegetable basket, Because they were working in the Ujang garden.

"Not yet, what patience! we do not rush, Akang already know if it is in a hurry like yesterday, then I'm the one who is wretched."

"When will you give me an idea?:

"Tomorrow kang, I promise 2 days. Now just prepare the money first," replied Pardi who looks not to lose.

Hearing the explanation of his sister-in-law, Ujang only snorted annoyedly.but he could not do anything, because if relying on his thoughts rely on his ego.he was afraid that the incident squeezed by Sobri repeated again. but even like that, Ujang actually continues to think that the agricultural company led by Fathan can be destroyed.

While the people they are targeting, Central is preoccupied with various activities so that their agriculture continues to grow, resulting in satisfactory crops with very superior quality. moreover, next month they must start sending vegetables to supermarket suppliers.

That afternoon, Fathan who was visited by Seno with his friend.they were sitting together in a garden saung that was used as a vegetable basket office.

"So this is Tan! I came here to bring my friend who used to sell agricultural tools, just like my company on Jalan Ahmad Yani. But the different agricultural tools my friend sold were more varied, more varied, newer, more sophisticated" Seno explained his arrival.

"How did Mr Seno go?" fathan asked as he looked at his friend.

"Please Mr. Surya!" seno replied as the mangosteen stared at the person sitting next to her.

"Surya" said the person introduced by Seno while putting out a hand.

"Fathan!"

"Look Mr. Fathan, I'm interested in the way of delivery and explanation when Mr. Fathan uses agricultural tools on the vegetable basket YouTube channel. it is as if Mr. Fathan is a very skilled person in reviewing weaknesses and inputs for agricultural equipment provider companies. What is Mr Fathan's expertise in such machinery?"  Surya asked as he looked towards the person sitting before him.