TALAQ
Part 233 TALAQ
Arriving at my parents' house, Mr. Chess ate first because we had not had time to eat, the menu served by my parents was still typical of the village menu, this time the papaya leaf oseng on the table, because it has entered the dhuhur pak Catur prayer dhuhur first, once finished the dhuhur prayer directly to the garden behind the house, mr. Chess brought my hoe with a tumbu, I followed the steps of the Chess sir until we stopped at a location that had been directed by the father earlier, I followed the steps of the Chess until we stopped at a location that had been directed by the father earlier, the scorching heat of the sun did not dampen the intention of Mr. Chess to take yams and ketela trees from the kebon behind my parents' house.
"Le, let's just father it if you can't!" the father who approached us.
"Can sir, don't worry." replied Mr. Chess began swinging the hoe to take the sweet potato Pak Chess took the yam first.
I am not surprised by the ability of Mr. Chess in using hoes although not so shrewd but for the size of city people who in fact do not know the world of agriculture I am quite good because as long as I became his wife several times mr. Chess grows flowers or other plants alone also in her own hoe.
"You can use hoe to le?" asked my father astonished.
"Mister, but yes not so smart just can, but if you are told to hoe in the vast rice field is clearly not strong sir" replied the honest Chess sir.
"What is important is that we are good at hugging the rice fields mbak Fah, yo wes to." chirped Fauzan somehow came suddenly to join us in the field behind the house.
"You mean?" my many.
"Look right now almost three." Fauzan chirped without sin.
"Oh my goodness Zan!" I screamed I hit Fauzan with the tube I brought.
The four of us laughed, Mr. Chess immediately stopped hoeing because laughing banged up to hear Fauzan's chattering.
"Do I need to teach you Zan.?" timpal sir Chess without sin.
"Don't make sure my wife gets suspicious." - Fauzan.
"Hayo why, suspect why?" now Nafisa and her son are joining us in the fields.
"Fauzan is lo Naf, he asked to be taught how to quickly get another baby, he said one was still less willing to add five more." lied Mr. Chess in the accompaniment to his crisp laughter.
"Aja bothered to pay her attention, if mbak Fah nambah any yo aman-aman ae, wong mas Catur can hire many sisters, la we can die bediri," said Nafisa origin "Mbak Fah, this time cravings you just weird yes mbak, the feeling used to be not this complicated deh." lamented Nafisa astonishment.
"Yes e Naf, this time I have to be extra patient mbakmu means no deafness" said Mr. Chess as it is.
"Who forbids me not to KB." I protested.
"La yes, yes mbak." said Nafisa as if justifying my words.
"Any afternoon at a gathering here what to?" ask the middle-aged neighbor who happened to pass by to go to the rice field.
"Find the yam, lek." replied my father and Fauzan.
"Almost lek," said Fauzan "La you are also going to the afternoon to lek, still hot is it lo?" Fauzan asked back.
"You will find the rice, the grass is very thick, if not in the harvest it will be bad." replied the neighbor as he continued to leave us all.
Finished the event looking for yams and ketella trees in the field, we have got approximately five kilos, Fauzan helped bring yams and ketelas while me and Nafisa walked alone, he said, the father took his son Nafisa, while the Chess pack brought hoes.
"Before you guys go home first I'll find banana leaves!" I cried so through the field that there is a banana tree.
"Are you carrying a knife?"ask Nafisa.
"No." I said lightly.
"I'll get it." Nafisa rushed home to get a knife.
"What are bananas for?" ask Chess to me.
"You make a glue, baby it's a tree ketela can be made a lot of various kinds of food menu." I said, I have imagined foods made of yam, such as jemblem, glue, and other foods.
"Avoid the Fah tape, because the tape is hot is not good for pregnant people let alone your pregnancy is young." advice father while walking.
"Yes sir." I said without dispute.
Fauzan the father and his son Nafisa immediately went home, Catur and Nafisa accompanied me to find banana leaves. I deftly took some banana leaves, banana leaves I let it wither for a while, after a new wither I separated between the banana leaves and the banana midrib.
"I think your son is a girl, because you look beautiful, and the effect is not kelulungan." analysis Nafisa like an indigo.
"Thank God that Afriana woman has a friend." said Mr. Chess.
Just because looking for yam and ketela trees, it does not feel the time has shown two more hours, after getting the yam and ketela me and Mr. Chess immediately leave home because it has been hours to leave the children at home with the nanny when usually wherever we go we always take the children.