Andi Nayaka Titisan Left-handed
Eps 63 Light beam

In the dim light of the five wt lamp, that night Toglo again taught Ali to read and count.

So painstakingly Toglo taught his son to be a smart child, because Toglo was aware of himself who only stepped on elementary school was not finished because of the cost pactor.

Day after day changed weeks, months and years did not feel Ali had stepped on the second grade elementary school.

Ali who has a firm and stocky body exactly rich father, cold-blooded not much to say but always agile and painstaking in.learn and work to help his mother.

his daily life wulan after the Risen of Pt Anggita Surya Mandiri.

Wulan always grows vegetables, to disappear the taste for him.

As a result the plant was good, even though only use compost fertilizer but thankfully Wulan vegetable plants are praised a lot.

That afternoon Ali had just returned from school last, after ali Makan and dhuhur prayer, Ali invited his mother to go to the field.

"Let's go to Buk, I want to see our plants." Take Ali to his mother.

"Yes, son, please pray first." Tukas Wulan's.

Ali just nodded his head, then he sat on the chair while raising his face up on the sky-lagit house.

I don't know what prompted Ali, to take her mother to the fields.

Even though today Wulan has no intention to go to the fields, because work at home is quite crowded, cooking for lunch Toglo, because every hour of rest Toglo always goes home, and rubs clothes.

After Wulan finished praying, she immediately sent a chat to her husband.

📱"Darling ma'af yes, you ate there anyway, because Ali forced me to go to the field, once again will prepare this wife of yours."

After a few minutes Toglopun replied to his chat from Wulan.

📱"She's a pity it's okay ko, yes already follow Ali, maybe he wants to see the results of the plants, let our children be happy with the results of the plants so far."

Then Wulanpun returned

📱"Yes dear thank you, you be careful ya work."

After that, Wulanpun immediately closed his phone, and went out of the room.

"E'eeh thought your mother didn't exist." Wulan.

"I'll wait for Ibuk to finish the prayer, let's go to the field now." Take Ali.

"Let's love, what the hell, you don't usually make Ibuk to go to the field." Wulan.

"I want to take that plant." Tukas Ali's.

After that Wulan and Ali, rushed out of the house, not forgetting to lock the door.

They walk along the ripening of the rice fields, because the distance to the fields is quite far, even the rent owned by the village that can be worked by the community.

Not long after Wulan and Ali had arrived in his field, it appeared that chilli plants and vegetables such as mustard and long beans, had started to want to bear fruit.

Ali looked crisp, while looking at his two eyes.

"Woww, our plants are so good, Buk." Said Ali.

"Thank God, son, the harvest is now quite good compared to last month." Wulan.

"Yes Buk, I would love to know." Tymphal Ali.

Then Wulan and Ali walked towards the hut.

Then sit down while unceasingly looking at the plants.

"If yes buk Uncle Wawan mending farming only, rather than work, it is good if the results are good." Said Ali.

"If the work is already the income, dear, if the farmer is erratic, sometimes the results are good, sometimes also the results are bad, which ultimately does not reverse the capital, which there are even numbers." Timpal Wulan's.

"Yes kita must be good at Buk, if necessary read books about agriculture and good and correct farming practices." Tukas Ali's.

Wulan smiled at his son's proposal, like an adult who had mastered the chapter of farming.

"Ali-Ali, cultivating the land is not as easy as it is said or written in the book, in fact it is easy." Said Wulan while stroking the thick hair of ali.

"You are wrong son, man has the limits of ability, and does not escape from his weakness also, the all-powerful, the all-powerful and the all-mighty, is the God of the universe." Tukas Wulan told Ali.

"Yes Buk, I was in the shade of a light, mother, Father, Aunt and Uncle who always gave me lanterns." Said Ali.

"Hum is also proud of you baby, even though you are a child, but your mindset is like an adult, and you really understand the distress of parents." Wulan said while hugging Ali's body.

Chili flowers look like a smile watching between Ibuk and children who are so loving each other.

So did the pea leaves like clapping in the wind, encouraging Wulan and Ali.

It does not feel like time is constantly shifting along with the clockwork.

At 14:30 minutes.

Wulanpun invited Ali to come home, because the wulan had to cook to prepare a meal for her husband to come home from work.

"Let's go home, 'cause I have to cook to eat Daddy's coming home from work." Take Wulan.

"Yes Buk." Said Ali while lowering his feet stomping to the earth.

Ali walked in front, Wulan followed him from behind.

The other farmers, rebuked each other with Ali and Wulan.

"Hi Ali, where are you going in such a hurry." Greetings from farmers.

"Yes Uncle I'm coming home, soon Dad's coming home, everything's me first." Tukas Ali kept his feet.

Not long after, Ali and Wulan arrived at the front of the house.

"That's why we're finally here, son." Wulan.

"Yes Buk, actually I'm still at home, later if we have a holiday with our aunt and Uncle ya buk, while eating." Said Ali.

"Dear, my mother went in first and wanted to cook, your father came home soon." Wulan.

"Yes Buk, good cooking Buk." Tukas Ali's.

Wulanpun smiled sweetly while nodding his head, then his hand grabbed the key in his pants pocket.

Checklek

There was the sound of an open key, then Wulan held the door handle down and pushed it.

Slowly Wulang stepped his legs into the house.

While Ali sat on the bench while looking towards the south.

Suddenly a beam of light flashed, Ali was surprised.

"What's the fuck." Inner Ali turned towards the light.

Then Ali got up and hunted down the light that seemed to glitter under a rambutan tree.

Very carefully once Ali stepped in, approaching the light that kept flickering dazzlingly.

After Ali approached the location of the light, it suddenly disappeared.

Ali was shocked when all he saw was a machete with a length of thirty cm, with the handle forming the head of an old parrot.

"Well, where did the light go." Gerrutu Ali's.

Ali turned her back, intending to return to her home.

But suddenly Ali's steps came to a halt when there was a clear unmoved voice in Ali's ear.

"Ali my grandson, take the machete, the next time it can be useful for you."

"Who are you, why do you know my name?." Ask Ali.

"I am your ancestor." The voice then disappeared.

Then Ali returned to the place where the machete was, and the machete was taken.