Adorable Love
AL 16'S

After finishing touring the farm, now Indira and Galang headed to the plantation office.

Galang check the bookkeeping, starting from the procurement of seeds, fertilizers, plant pest exterminators, even bookkeeping of crops. All neatly arranged.

" Would you like to go to the rice field, right ? " task Galang to Indira who is also busy, but busy with his own salary.

" Why what ? " ask Indira back.

" Want to see that rice field plow. You wanna try ? " ask Galang.

Indira seemed to think.

" Wear a tractor or use a buffalo ? " ask Indira.

" It depends on your request, baby... ! " reply Galang approached his wife.

" Den Galang, Neng Dira hayu urang ka rice fields (Master Galang, Miss Dira let's go to the rice fields). All ngaliwet there. Bi Eha has been making lilywetan in saung "exclaimed Mang Kanta make Galang terjang and turn towards the door.

Galang stared at the wife who nodded her head in agreement.

" Chew, Mang... Tipayun sok ! " (Come, uncle ... Go ahead)

" Mango atuh Den. Mamang tipayun " (Prepared Master,Uncle first)

" Come... ! You have to try liwet rice made by Bi Eha. Top Markotop tastes. " said Galang praised the cuisine made by Mang Kanta's wife.

Galang also brought Indira to the rice fields following Mang Kanta. There was waiting for the farmers and their wives to welcome the arrival of Galang and Indira.

Galang soon gathered with the farmers, while Indira was now taken to the saung with the Bi Eha and the others to prepare lunch.

While helping with cooking, Indira occasionally looked towards Galang who seemed to focus on giving directions. After that even Galang seemed to take part in plowing the fields.

Without caring if his clothes will be dirty, he folded his pants to the knee and then entered the rice field while moving the tractor.

Seeing the husband who loved his profession so much, made Indira amazed by the hard work of Galang.

Indira watched Galang from inside the saung. Feeling noticed by his wife, Galang smiled as he waved his hand at Indira.

" sir... Euluh... Eta Den Galang bogoh pisan sigana teh ka Neng Dira " (Whoa... Whoa... That Mr. Galang seems to be in love with Miss Dira at all) Bi Eha chirps make Indira so embarrassed.

" Pastina or Bi, Neng Dira na oge meuni geulis... Saha nu teu recipe " (Bi, for sure. Miss Dira is beautiful like this... Who does not like ) other sayut makes Indira more blushing.

Although not very able to speak Sundanese but Indira understood the talk of these mothers.

Indira helps the mothers there make rice liwet in the traditional way.

Initially Indira was not allowed to help, but Indira insisted because however as a businessman in the culinary field he did not hesitate to jump into the kitchen. Plus Indira always helps her mother cook so cooking is not a taboo for her.

Galang approached the saung, then called his wife with his message. He never felt uncomfortable calling his wife with a friendly call even though there were many people there.

" Dira sayaang." called Galang while standing beside the saung and placed one hand on the support pole of the saung while the other hand went into his pants pocket.

" Dira... My wife's... Sholehahku. " cried Galang when Indira did not come out of the saung.

Indira who was in the back of the saung rushed to Galang, before her husband acted more absurd.

" What the hell ? Shameful to know the same Bi Eha and the others "grumbled Indira while in front of Galang.

" Why shame ? I'll call my own wife. Let everyone know that you are my dear wife "said Galang does not care.

" Is... You like not seeing the place of "indira's baby anymore.

" Come on ! " Galang pulled Indira's hand and led her away from the saung.

" Let's say he wants to try the rice plow. Let's say there's a train tuh "pointing Galang on two farmers who are preparing plow tools on buffalo.

" Be calm, I'm calm ! "

" I don't bring a change of clothes ! " reject indira again.

" It's easy mah, you pinjem aja daster Bi Eha "simple Galang relaxed.

Indira widened her eyes.

" Udah come, later it runs out of here can be cleaned first in the river "excited Galang while carrying Indira.

Indira was forced to follow Galang.

" You fold it over your trousers ! " exclaimed Galang then Indira folded her pants up to the knee.

" Want to wear boots ? " tawang Galang's.

" Aren't you wearing ? " ask Indira because she sees Galang not using footwear.

" Enh nyeker like this. If you wear boots even become heavy. But if you are, wear a boot. In general, you are not used to such rough work. Later your smooth and soft skin becomes rough" said Galang.

" Nyindirin nih story "sahut Indira pursed her lips.

" I don't miss it, baby... I'm paying attention instead. I also don't want my wife's beautiful skin to be rough and dark in the sun. Let my skin be dark my dear. " said Galang while wearing a caping on the head of Indira.

" Want to be flanked too, my wife is pretty. Can't stand it if you don't smell " said Galang twisting his eyes.

Indira glared her eyes at her husband's words, but Galang chuckled at the wife's attitude.

Shortly afterwards, Indira and Galang were ready on a plow pulled by a buffalo. Galang controls the buffalo rate, while the wife sits on the iron pulled by the buffalo, Indira occasionally walks along with Galang even Indira tries to control the buffalo rate. What a great new experience for Indira. He laughed happily even though his clothes were splashed with mud.

After they finished plowing the fields, they cleaned themselves in the river that flows near the rice fields. The water is clear and cool, making Indira feel at home for a long time playing water.

" Dira.. Let's eat first, the food is like it's ready to go "give Galang.

Indira immediately came out of the river and followed Galang to the saung. There the food that was cooked was ready. They all enjoyed lunch together. Occasionally joking jest is created by making Galang and Indira as objects. Togetherness and kinship are really created in this village. They do not hesitate to chat but still respect Galang and Indira as landowners.

After lunch, they prayed at the mosque.

" You go home first accompanied by Mang Kanta ya ! " excited Galang as they came out of the mushola.

" Where are you going first ? " ask Indira.

" diihi... Kepo ! Afraid I'm running away ! " goda Galang's.

" It's very confident of you, Mr Galang ! " typal Indira.

" Yes, I am confident, so you can get "said Galang lightly.

Indira just stared hard at her husband. The admiration that had existed now gradually faded with the attitude of Galang who is now starting to crumble again.

" Where are you going ? " ask Indira again.

" I'm going to the next village. But access roads are hard to reach. If you use a regular road can be 2 hours drive. But if the road cut that can only be traversed motor trail can be up to 40 minutes. So meningan you go home first " replied Galang.

" Who are you the same ? " ask Indira again.

" Same Mang Kanta and a few others. We want to see the progress of the construction of the madrasah built there " replied Galang.

" Are you waking up there madrasah ? " ask Indira again.

" Papa who woke up, because the village next to the access to the school is very far away. Poor children there education is not noticed. In addition, many residents there are illiterate and blind read the Quran " replied Galang again.

" Wh... Can I come with ? " ask Indira, he felt interested to see the state of the village told by Galang.