
This day Akbar was busy in the garden, this morning he had to face because if until noon rubber sap will be less and the quality is not good, but the quality is not good, now he is still busy harvesting the rest of the coffee that was delayed because he had to wait for durian.
" Ame la I am so accompanying Rere to Jakarta we will be separated.." murmured Akbar alone, it seems that he was talking to the coffee tree in front of him.
" Hmmm... then I want to fall in love dem broken heart saje... ape I tikung saje ya ayuk Rere it...??? Aahhh but.. her husband is a big boss.dide strong I compete with him.blm agi if the boss biasanye serem..di ndek I pacak competing..."
The grouse is alone.
Sometimes love does come at the wrong time, love can be present without knowing who it is mikik who, but at least Akbar is more fortunate, because he was told at the beginning long before the bud bloomed, because it was more fortunate, unplugging is still easy although of course a little left a mark.
Akbar immediately transported sacks containing coffee beans out of the garden, brought him to the besuler, the rest of the coffee beans he harvested today will be sold raw or not in the process umak into ground coffee first.
After his affairs were finished Akbar went straight home.
Umak has just finished cooking Akbar's favorite yellow broth fish plus tempuyak
Akbar's saliva immediately fell dripping, imagining how delicious the cuisine of this time.
" Mom I'm hungry." he said as soon as he entered the house.
" Wangalaikmsalam..hmmm lupe uluk your greeting yes.." hardik umak while patting Akbar's back.
" Hehehe.. umak cuisine is too tempting my appetite..."
" Ao.. take the rice...."
Akbar immediately took the rice which happened to still smoke, mak just finished cooking rice in the steaker, at the house of Akbar mak dide used magic com to cook rice.
The aroma of hot rice that is delicious in added tempuyak kuah kunih fish really makes Akbar voracious, even doi until added many times
" Rasanyo is tired of me missing mak.. paid off with this delicious meal." he said while bribing his mouthful rice.
" You'll miss your cooking when he goes to Jakarta..."
" Rindu nian.I'm sure disane deb die jeme tau ape tu tempuyak..."
" As far as any kaba goes the message umak one ee.. do not la lupe custom and budaye jeme hamlet.it is the legacy of puyang kite gale..."
" Ao mak. I dek lupe I ni jeme malay.." said Akbar.
Sometimes it is a lot though not all, people begin to forget the traditional customs of their hometown, just think it is a village, ancient and outdated, they no longer seem to know about ancestral cultural customs. All are confused with the development of the times, the generation of mellenial generation who no longer understand the tradition, as if all is not considered valuable.
But for some people who still hold tightly to the traditions and culture of his region, he will continue to preserve, tell to his posterity, because Indonesia is beautiful with its variety and culture, mutual tolerance and harmony that is the nation of Indonesia.
" Ape in Jakarta later I have to wear Malay custom clothes...???" murmured Akbar lirih who is still heard umak
Umak hit Akbar's head straight
" Not that pule..."
" Aoooww mak pain nutmeg ku ni..becanda mak.." ringis Akbar holding his head.
" Now hear me speak." he lamented in his heart.
So it's natural that the conversation mak to Akbar was a little, and only the important thing is that he delivered without the spice guyonan.
But another thing with Akbar, the original Akbar is his pro active son, often behaving nyleneh and like to jokester, but.. since all his age in the hamlet began to join the hamlet association that Akbar said was not good, Akbar prefers to stay at home, rarely gather with them to the banter in every barrel of Akbar bujang cupu, Akbar said, sissy.
Akbar once remembered the message of the late father, not to fall into a poor hamlet association, drinking, drug makai, circulating, gambling, parties, beg*l and so forth...
Maybe for some people this has become a commonplace living in a place that is said to be famous people are hard, what's more, the unemployment rate and the difficulty of employment here are high, making it reasonable if the number of crimes also increases.
For that Akbar has a big mind, wants to change his life even though he has to leave his own umak in the hamlet, if God wants his dream to be achieved, Akbar wants to open a business in the hamlet, so that his friends who are currently doing criminal acts get a better job.
It seems impossible to see Akbar baground who has no skills, experience let alone capital, but life needs to be optimistic, dreams must be big if you want to get something big, then your actions will also be big
The power of spirit
That's all Akbar has right now.
After finishing the rest of his lunch, Akbar sat in the hall with the wind, the air this afternoon was quite hot
" The...!!!" bar...!!!!" mr. Kadus arrived at his house and called Akbar
" Mister kadus...ade who can Akbar help...???" akbar replied while inviting Kadus sir into his house.
" Come with me. ade. ade husband Rere want to meet kaba. kaba awaited now.." explained Mr. Kadus.
Akbar was silent for a moment,
"Suami ayuk Rere has come...???? means ayuk will soon be brought back to Jakarta, then why would the man's behavior want to see me...????" akbar thought confused
But on the other hand he was very curious as to what look Rere's husband to be able to make Rere willing to marry him, is it still handsome Akbar...???
" Ao la sir.I'm coming with you..."
Akbar and Kadus rushed to the house of the cadus sir.
You in our language is a polite call to older people yes Readers, for example if in Java panjenengan, because if for ordinary calls you become kaba or you..
Let me not misunderstand. hihihiiii.
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So far it has been in love with the figure of Akbar yet...???
In the novel Rere and Dev seems a lot of idolizing Akbar lohhh
But here it is quiet...
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