Vegetable Basket

KS. 64

Starts to Supply

The next morning, early in the morning, as Farah had said, the girl he set out with Asep to Sukabumi City, later after Asep sent vegetables to the market he would immediately drive Farah to work.

After Farah's departure, all the Farhan family went back into the house, but when Kirana wanted to go inside, Fathan quickly held the girl's hand, then pull it towards the long bench on the terrace.

"What the hell do you want, use a tug of everything...!" Ketus Kirana while trying to throw her hand, in order to escape from the grasp of the burly man before her.

"I'll talk to you for a minute, ma'am."

"What are you talking about?" Kirana asked again with a stern face.

"I want to apologize for what I said yesterday, I didn't mean it that way, but I just want you to know that I love you so much, I don't want to disappoint you, and I don't want to make you wait, but I'm just a human being, who's not that perfect, not the way you want to be" Fathan replied at length.

"theirs?"

"The point is I was also very sick, when I said that word.I love mom very much, please Don't Go. Stay here with me until death do us part." replied Fathan, holding the girl's hands gently.

Fathan's sepuitical words, words that Kirana had heard during her life. made the girl flabbergasted while looking up, fixedly staring at Fathan's face, and, it was as if he wanted to know what was really in the heart of the farmer.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I promise I won't repeat it again." only that word came out of Fathan's lips, his eyes were staring at both of Kirana's eyeballs, making the girl start to lower her gaze, making her look down, shame, pleasure, Happyness, mixed into one. Kirana's heart felt vibrating strongly, but she was very waiting for a moment like this, But somehow when faced directly with Fathan, she was very excited, she became a stiff and shy woman.

"I'm sorry...! you want to forgive me, right? the shameless man, who did not know the benefit of being loved by a woman as beautiful as mother." asked Fathan in a soft voice his eyes continued to stare towards Kirana's downcast face.

Asked like that Kirana began to look up, then he looked at the farmer's eyes, but he was not strong to stare for long, his heart felt like being dislodged, until the Girl lowered her eyes again. But for some reason his head started to nod, but from his desire, he wanted to be angry with Fathan for a long time, so that he felt championed like the other girls, he became misbehaved when he was in front of Fathan, so he easily forgave a mistake that was so fatal.

"Thank you Mom, thank you....!"

Fathan's feet stepped closer towards Kirana, making the girl's heart continue to beat violently. Not strong enough to withstand the shock in his soul he closed his eyes, too Closing, to accept what Fathan will do.

Ahem! ahem! ahem!

The sound of a person who sneered, making the two men quickly away. Kirana began to open her eyes to look at the person who cleared his throat, it turns out there is a neighbor of her house, who just returned from the mosque after performing dawn prayers.

"Excuse me.....! and sorry to interrupt," said the person, with a smile. Maybe he actually knows what Fathan wants to do, at first he does not want to disturb, but he also does not want to see a pair of people who want to show off their affection.

Fathan and Kirana just stared at each other, then gave a smile. "yes kang, just got home from the mosque?" fathan replied stalely hiding his stiffness.

"Excuse me....! sorry to interrupt....!" the man replied while still holding a smile, then he walked towards his house.

After the man's departure, Kirana and Fathan looked at each other, smiling at each other. I don't know why Kirana's heart so quickly forgave Fathan's mistake, Is this what is called true love.

*****

The following days the vegetable basket office felt a bit lonely, because one of the employees who took care of finances left behind, making Kirana and Idan Must Have additional work to help take care of the vegetable basket finances. but even so they both still enjoy, enjoying every togetherness with other employees who work in the vegetable basket office.

The seconds continued to change, the minutes came to no halt, the days went by without any pain until they finally arrived at the appointed time, where Fathan had to start sending vegetable basket farm produce to the supermarket supply office.

That morning, at about 09:00 in the vegetable basket office, several trucks and pick-ups lined up filled the parking area. their farmers flocked to transport their agricultural products to be taken to the supermarket vegetable supply office in the Sukabumi region.

The faces of the farmers were adorned with smiles full of happiness, smiles full of pride because of their efforts worked so far, can penetrate the supermarket market. it was an incredible achievement that they had achieved during their lifetime, so that they could feel as happy as that.

"The carrot is loaded with a car carrying carrots, the potato is carried by a potato carrier car! beware not to be confused," arrange Fathan while holding a book and pen to record what items he wants to send to the supermarket vegetable supply office.

"Everything is safe under control Jang, Mr. also while working while watching," replied Mr. RT who looked excited.

"Thank you sir, we have to control our customers not to be disappointed and continue to cooperate."

At about 10:00, finally the cars that want to transport vegetables are full of agricultural produce of vegetable baskets farmers.

Before the vegetable cars depart, Fathan asked the ustad sir to pray first, so that the work they are doing, given smoothness, ease and given a very abundant result.

Finally the residents sat on the ground lifting the tanga, the ustad began to lead prayers as a form of gratitude for the pleasure that God gave, and Mr. ustadz also prayed, he said, so that all the efforts they are undergoing are given smoothness no interference.

After he finished praying, Asep as the coordinator of sending vegetables to the supermarket, he began to run his car. He set out at the front to guide the other drivers, greeted by a standing ovation that led to their departure.

The farmers who joined in the vegetable basket group, they continued to look at the departure of the car that went hand in hand, which brought their agricultural products.until finally the vegetable car is invisible, the vegetable car, then they walked to the vegetable basket terrace. Because Fathan had asked them, do not work first so that there is something he wants to talk about.

After they sat together, the coffee water began to be brought by Zahra with other mothers and then presented to Pak Tani who saw their faces beaming.

"Continue now we have to how Jang, we've come this far, what should we do next?" tanya Pak RT began to make a lecture, because considering the break is still a long time, so Mr. RT decided to discuss important things, which are related to vegetable basket farming.

"We must now give thanks, because we have reached this far, our agricultural products do not enter the market anymore, but our agricultural products can be accepted in supermarkets, he said, many people want our position, but thank God we can easily get to the position that others want."

"What kind of thanksgiving you have" asked Mr. Ustad chimed.

"Three weeks ago, when we came home from the signing of the contract.I was with Ms. Kirana had stopped by at a goat satay restaurant at the crossroad, which was, the restaurant that has become a prima donna in the midst of our society. when finished eating, I plan to invite the members of the vegetable keraanjang, to hold a thanksgiving there, after the first delivery is successful. roughly agree, the first delivery is, what isn't?" fathan replied expressing his long-standing wish, because it was only now, that Fathan began to deliver his agricultural products.

"Waduh...! Dear Jang, if you eat in such a place. the food is a little but the price is expensive," replied one of the villagers. They always assume that money is everything, money is everything, plus they feel not a worker that every month the money will come flowing, As long as it is still working, surely the money will come.

"Yes right....! if only to enjoy a little food, with a high price. meningan do not need to hold thanks as usual."

"Well right Kang, if to eat satay we can make our own.we can be full, the wife's children also feel." The other members are exactly the same thought.

"Keep how should dong?" asked Fathan to reverse their wishes.

"Sorry, Jang...! if you can give advice, according to the Father, please if we want to give thanks by eating satay, mending we buy the goats, then let the mothers who cultivate." said Mr. RT gave advice.

"Well that's a good idea, if we buy satay that can be up to 40,000 per person, plus the soup is very expensive. If we make our own satay, then we can buy two sheep." lead other citizens who agree with the opinion of Mr. RT.

"How else, do you agree with what Mr RT suggested?" asked Fathan while dividing his gaze towards the members of the vegetable basket

"Agreed...! agreed...!" answer the citizens simultaneously.

"Yes really Jang, if we hold a thanksgiving in our village, then all citizens will enjoy and participate feel grateful for what we achieved, even if they are not members of the group," mr. ustad added.

"Yes Already...! I'm with the members, but when do we have that show?" ask Fathan who again split the gaze.

"How about Sunday night, because it's not long, there's only two days left. So we can prepare and look for a large sheep, so that it is enough to eat Sekampung," replied Mr. RT giving advice.

"Yes Sunday night..! let it be free." Other citizens' timpal.

"How do you agree that on Sunday night we're having a Thanksgiving?"

"Agreed....! agreed...! answer the members simultaneously.

"Well, who owns the sheep and wants to be sold, or we have to find the sheep in the market?"

"Mending look at farmers aja Tan, if in the market the sheep are usually thin, thin" said Kamal just started to give an opinion, because since then he only listened.

"Well, if you're with a farmer, who among us wants to sell his sheep?" ask Fathan.

Getting such a question, the residents were silent looking at each other as if they were looking for who among them would sell their pet goats, while asking each other to find out where there are goats to be sold.