
Not too far away until also in an old hut, this is not too bad, the place is still worth our stay. Thank God you can get a free place to stay.
I let Adam and Anindira play freely. Meanwhile, I continued to help mas Arsen clean up and clean up the house we just occupied.
It's been half an hour, finally finished too, this one-room house or it could also be said the old hut just still strong and still worth to kaming occupy.
Anindira and Adam I call to play in the house, understand that we are still new here I can not let my children freely play here.
Mas Arsen went out for a while to buy rice for a meal today.
After a few minutes Arsen brought back three packets of rice in which there is sambal, we also mengahab it with pleasure without torture.
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We have been living in Lubuk Pinang for a month.The days go on as usual, I have known many people here. as many people say, like, everything in our environment is not just good people. So wherever we stand, that's where we must be careful.
Today is day 5 mas Arsen does not work, all household needs began to run out.
Malai from rice, chili, onions, ajin nimoto salt, the trees are all just a little, but Alhamdulillah still exists even a little.
The day passed, the rice was exhausted as well as salt, ajunomo, chilli and onions.
I was so confused about what I wanted my kids to eat. Adam who included very fast growth, Adam has been eating rice since the age of nine years, especially now has entered the age of 10 months, his appetite was increasing, although Adam also still suckle me.
Eleven o'clock in the morning, me and the kids had not eaten anything because there was nothing at home.
Mas Arsen do not ask again, since 5 days ago he stopped working he always left early in the morning to go home at night, somewhere to go, if asked surely he was angry.
Sometimes I am confused by the way this one human thinks, why is it too hearty to send away his children and wife.
The clock kept turning, I couldn't possibly make my kids starve.
I intend to borrow rice to Idah buk house, she is the only woman who is kind, different from the others.
Idah was a widow who had one mute child. Ibuk Idah already considered me as his own child, only I was afraid to go to his house often to ask this because it was afraid of very troublesome Idah buk, I was afraid, even though the Idah book itself is very happy if I visit his house, sometimes Idah's mother who visits my house.
The other one that scares me is his son a mute, who happens to call him mute too.
Mute is not a bad person actually, only he speaks in the language of isarat really I do not understand, there he talks to me using the language of isarat sometimes I just stick his two thumbs up to him, I just stick to him, he always invites a response from me by crossing his hands on his forehead and vomiting made up, it indicates he is angry with me for not answering his questions correctly. That's what scares me so much about him.
"Walaikumsalam" answered buk Idah from inside the house, a ticking foot stepped closer to the door.
Kreek,,, the door's open.
"Eh the Nita, come in" bargained the Idah, let me into the house, I followed in.
My eyes wiggled all over the room to look for the existence of mute, 'Alhamdulillah mute is not at home' I bathed saar after not seeing mute at home.
"Where's buk?" ask me to believe what I think is right.
"Someone, he's not out, sit down" said the Idah buk kindly, he was really a mother heart, he was a good person I knew among the many of my neighbors here.
"Yes buk" I answered while sitting on a bamboo chair.
"Which kids? I can't see" asked Idah's mother when she didn't see me coming with Adam and Anindira.
"Main in front of the buk" I replied.
"You have eaten" asked Idah's mother, she always asked, because she knew how Arsen and the state of our household.
"It's not open yet, so Anita here wants rice just like mother, because the children are also hungry" I said a little hesitating.
"Astagfirullah Alhazim Nita, Nita, why not from this morning to here, kasian your son, you also if the stomach pain how not to eat at this hour, so far, if you want to live away from the old man must be good at taking care of yourself, if it hurts tomorrow your parents are also dizzy thinking" said Idah's mother, yes as long as I am far from mother, mother, I felt that Idah was his successor, he always gave me good advice.
Actually, Idah buk is also a relative of the Arsen mas. Beneak here relatives of the Arsenes, but only the idahic mother has a heart.
"Hmm, Anita is disinclined buk, ngerepotin ibuk continues" said I lirih.
"No mother feels bothered, even her own mother is happy to help you, the mother already considers Nita as her own mother's child" muman ibuk Idah.
"Thank you buk, "I said, my eyes were a little teary because touched by the good attitude buk Idah, Alhamdulillah Allah has sent man as well as buk Idah as a helper of my life.
"Udah, you've asked me to thank you, which Arsen? is he still out not clear so" said ibuk Idah, while opening rice and sambal. It also takes some rice tuluk.
"Yes that's buk" I said softly.
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