
First day working as a fruit farmer. This place is a fragrance paradise during harvest season. This is exactly harvest season.
There is a garden of strawberries, mangoes, oranges, mangosteen, and melons. Everything is planted with a special method so that it can be planted in this soil.
At first, Melinda taught me how to pick the right strawberries, so as not to damage the tree.
Next picking oranges can be done without special skills.
Most of the tasks that were left to me were picking fruit under the scorching heat. The task for tomorrow will be different again because the fruit does not grow every day.
I can't stop thinking about wanting to show my skills. The scent that kept coming into my nose made me excited, very excited, and also happy. Although sometimes the pain of accident scars comes in the middle of my activities.
Then finally the opportunity I was waiting for came, which was when our boss Melinda let us bring some fruit to take home.
I quickly darted to the front of the table and let the others take it first. The smell of their sweat can't block my smell. It's getting sharper today. I'm better able to smell a very beautiful smell from 3 meters away.
I was surprised that the sweetest strawberries were not taken by anyone, so I just took all the sweet strawberries and gave 5 of them to Melinda's mother.
My goal is to leave an impression on my boss' memory. She would be surprised to eat her strawberry. I was shocked when I tasted the fruit. That's very sweet. Harvest this time a great success if I count the number of sweet strawberries better than the sour ones.
At home I gave my father and mother one strawberry each and asked them what they thought of the taste of the fruit.
"Sweet, whole life is the first time you've tasted sweet strawberries. As far as I know, sweet father is only your mother." The father's trembling embarrassed the mother and made Hasan laugh in his heart.
"Are you allowed to bring home this much sweet storberi?."
"Allowed dong bu. Mama Melinda put it in one container that's the same as a sour strawberry." My answer.
I was tired of deciding to sleep. Although I was sleeping indecently again, I did not despair and decided to sleep sitting on the wall and pillow.
Sometimes I can feel my parents' sad gaze when I sleep like this. Our house is not fragrant either. There's nothing good here but a family that survives. Tomorrow I'll buy a room freshener to spoil my sense of smell.
***
Unlike the day before, today I was told to go to the fruit market to deliver a few baskets of mangoes and strawberries.
You need to know, my relationship with other farmers is not good. Every time I invite them to talk they must turn the topic to work and then leave me.
They're probably upset that I'm getting special attention from the boss. It's not my fault I was born with a slightly handsome face.
While setting foot in the fruit market I slipped and fell on my stomach with the fruit basket below me.
Instantly, my chest was hot and painful.
There was a banana peel spreading out in front of the entrance of the market. There is only one person who might spread banana peel there, namely the fruit seller who is right next to the entrance named Arya mas.
I'll take care of it after this.
"We're okay?."
Out of annoyance I brushed off the farmer's hand, after all I already knew they didn't like me.
"This is the money." I received money to give to the boss.
But before I return I want to ask for the coverage of Arya's response. Although it was prevented by other farmers I still force because my chest still hurts after falling earlier.
"Excuse me Arya. Didn't you see any banana peels strewn in front of the market entrance?."
"I'm sorry, I didn't see it. I also just saw when the mas fell." Answer Arya. He's smart at theatricals apparently. The other farmers pulled my hand, they told me to forgive Arya.
I also gave up. "Remember, take care of the cleanliness. Because I didn't clean the area around my store so it fell and my chest hurt a lot!."
"Yes, sorry, I'm sorry."
We also went back to the garden.
***
My chest still hurts, it makes me doubt I can sleep tonight.
Just like the day before, today even farmers are allowed to bring some fresh fruit to take home. I chose 3 mangoes. And plan to give one of them to mbak Melinda. But it's a shame he didn't come here today.
I'm sure I heard the farmers talk about me. They called me caper for coming to Melinda's mom in her office on personal matters.
My activities when I go home are the same, namely bathing in moderation, eating rice if it is still there, then eating the fruits with my parents.
"I fell on my stomach in the market this afternoon. The cause is because of stepping on the banana peel. Now Hasan's chest hurts a lot."
Mom and Dad asked me how I was doing. And I answered as I mentioned above.
"Hasan suspects that someone accidentally put a banana peel on it."
"Why do you think that, son?." Ask mother.
"Because the market contains competitive traders. So there's a chance they're trying to take each other down."
"What is competitive?." Ask Dad.
My father did not pass sd so please be understood if his knowledge is somewhat landslide.
I explained it slowly to Dad. "Pretend in that market many competitive traders attract buyers. Meaning in that market there is very tight competition between traders. Of course it means competing who sells the most. But in the market it's not only healthy competition that's happening but they're trying to take each other down."
"Don't be so bad, son. One bad guy doesn't mean everything in the market is evil." Mother's advice.
I'm a pro and a con with mom's opinion. Because I have worked before and have many rivals I know what the reality of the world of work is like.
The most geeky child at school will turn aggressive when it comes to work and money. Even in the garden many are envious of me. The reality of the world of work that I have been in is very sad.
***
Tomorrow in the garden, Melinda's mom is back.
"Anu Mbak Melinda, instead of working as a hospital administration manager?. How come you come here so often?." I asked the curious.
"Today I became an administrative officer just to replace my sister. Gardening is my job."
"Ohh so..." I rubbed my chin.
Today is the time to plant new seeds. Right on that day also came the opportunity for me to show my abilities.
Melinda asked me which melon was fresh and which was rotten.
***