
Salim visited his wife's rice mill, which he would now take care of. The condition of rice mill is quite crowded because some time ago it was just finished harvesting.
In addition to receiving the rice mill, Lingga also received grain sales which later rice will be distributed to several cities and districts.
The sound of a grinding machine echoed in a building that looked dark because of the amount of merang or mountainous rice skin. Usually, the merang will be transported by cattle farmers to be made feed.
"Eh, Salim sir!", greet the worker.
"A lot of kang?", asked Salim.
"Yes sir. Alhamdulillahot. This is if it's done, there's a mill to send to town X" the worker explained. Salim just nodded.
Someone who became a confidant there also approached Salim. Linga has explained if later all the responsibilities will be held Salim, not lingga again.
Salim began to be busy hearing the explanation of the Lingga confidant. Sometimes they both seemed to laugh. Previously Salim lived in a brick factory mess, so less so familiar with rice mill workers.
"Enak ya so Mr. Salim, come-come ngawinin boss. Do not think about where to stay, what work, uh. know-how in resigned cooperation with his step-daughter-in-law. Capital man******doang it mah, I also want!", chirped one of the workers who was sewing the rice sack.
"You want to, Miss Sekar who does not want to be with you!", said his partner. But after that they did not talk anymore.
Unfortunately their conversation, heard by Salim. Was he angry at the two workers? Want to! But he was just bringing himself in!
Embarrassed? Maybe so!
Salim walked out of the building without saying a word. He was just afraid of being provoked by emotions and had to explain himself. If it's explained, then what for?? Change their view on him?
The forty-year-old man headed to his motorcycle to return home. Perhaps after arriving home, he would be much more able to calm down.
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"Sorry kang, his brother has not come home!", Galuh explained to one of the adult men who had called Lingga to be a foreman in the construction of his house. Lingga does not use the services of architects because in his sense still quite capable. Moreover, there is his papa who used to handle large projects.
"Oh ..I was wrong. It just so happened to be passing by, so stop by. Do not know if den Lingga tea is not at home because there is no promise!", said the foreman. Shortly afterwards, there was the sound of a motorcycle that Salim was riding.
After the guests say goodbye, Salim enters the house.
"Assalamualaikum!", Salim greeted. He smiled at the guest who happened to come out of the living room.
"Walaikumsalam!", Galuh said.
"His brother's guest?", asked Salim.
"Yes bah, but just stopped by not intentionally through he said."
"Oh ..'', Salim said flatly.
Galuh glanced at the wall clock, soon Syam schedule home school.
"Why brother?", asked Salim.
"Adek was picked up by Brother what not? Fearful brother and papa Belom finished his business."
"Yes, let Abah take you!" said Salim.
"Eum..try calling Brother first deh Bah, fear of the clash pick him up."
"Yes", Salim said.
Salim also called Lingga to ask if he had time to pick up Syam or not. Apparently, Lingga and Arya had almost arrived near the school of Sham.
"The gate that picked up Brother!", said Salim.
"Oh, yes, Abah rest. Temenin mommy metis on the back porch same bik Mumun tuh."
"Huh? Metis naon?", asked Salim. Galuh just put his shoulders and left his stepfather who went straight to the back porch.
"Asem no ma'am?", asked Mumun.
"Ngga, this is delicious Bik. Not sweet, not asem too!", replied Sekar.
"Eum..this is not cravings Mom, it's a hobby mom likes metis hehehe!", mumun kekeh. He often accompanied Sekar to eat fruit and sambal like this before.
Salim approached his wife and her art.
"Eh, bah? Iraha dugi?", asked Sekar.
"Barusan Ma'am. Tea mums cravings?", asked Salim.
"Well, we're so often metis bik Mumun?!"
Mumun assented with a nod.
"Yes, but don't be sad!" said Salim.
"Yes bah."
Salim left his wife and headed to his room. There are several notifications from some suppliers that will fill the stall later. So for the next few days, Salim could prepare the contents of his stall.
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Syam was still silent like this morning when Lingga and Arya picked him up at school. The phallus does not demand many questions let alone discuss about this morning.
"That...what deck?", asked Lingga when he saw the Sham bag a little full than usual.
"Oh..this, the plaque, the cup equals the certificate bang!", replied Sham.
"What event are you at?", asked Arya.
"Write it Pa."
"Juara one?", asked Arya again. Syam nodded slowly.
"Well .. great this papa boy, congratulations! Do not underestimate the ability to write sham! Greatly! Congratulations to Sham!" , Arya pats Syam on the shoulder slowly. He deliberately sat behind to accompany Sham.
"Yes pa, thank you!", said Sham with his flat expression. The phallus remembered the beginning of meeting with Sham, exactly as it is now.
"Welcome to deck, adek is great! If so, what gift would you like from Abang, from papa is also possible?!", said Lingga while running his car again.
"The main prize dinner is the same governor and his ranks anyway bang. And also, there is exclusive literacy training from experienced mentors."
"That's God!", said the proud Lingga. Syam nodded slowly.
"That's it from the organizer, if from papa and brother, what would you like a gift?", asked Arya.
Syam.
Sham looked at the rice fields that limited his village to the village where he went to school. His mind glared considering the conversation between himself and Arya this morning. Even in class, he doesn't want to learn.
A while later, the Lingga car had arrived at the courtyard of Galuh's house. Sham immediately went down along with Lingga and Arya. With a step Gontai Syam entered his house. Arya and Lingga looked at each other.
"Your sister hasn't wanted to open her mind yet. Let it be, he's a great, big-spirited kid. Papa is sure, he'll take it all in."
"Yes Pa!", replied Lingga.
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Syam put his plaque and trophy in a cupboard that has been filled with several trophies of his since the first grade of SD.
After that, he headed to the kitchen for a drink. Unintentionally, he saw his mother who was with Bik Mumun enjoying fruits with sambal in cobek. Sometimes his mother laughed because of the joke of the Mumun bik.
Without realizing it, his lips curved into a smile when he saw his mother's laughter.
But slowly the smile faded when he remembered that it had been ..kasian Syam if discussed again.
The boy took off his shoes and went to his room past Lingga and Arya who were at the dining table.
"Dec!", call Lingga. Sham looked up and turned around.
"Yes bang?", asked Sham.
"Finished eating and resting, to the room yes. I think Ganesh kangen is just as good-looking!", said Lingga.
Syam thought for a moment. Indeed, since returning from the city he had not met Ganesh at all.
"Yes bang!", said Sham, stepping up the stairs to his room.
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"Sir, Sham can come in?", asked Sham from outside the door of Galuh and Linga's room.
"Lake the deck!", sounds the voice of Galuh. It turns out that her brother just finished breastfeeding Ganesh.
"Here!", Galuh and Sham's pinta immediately sat beside her brother.
The phalanx took over Ganesh for hold.
"You don't miss the same brother, the same Ganesh heum?", Galuh rattled Sham's hair with anxiety.
Suddenly, Sham slammed into his brother's arms. Galuh was quite surprised by Sham's attitude but after seeing the code from her husband, she understood.
"What is heum?", asked Galuh, wiping his hair.
"Then, brother also took care of Sham rich brother Ganesh yes brother?", asked Syam without turning to his brother.
"Don! It means showering you, bribing you and taking care of you on the deck?", Galuh asked. Syam.
"Yes.yeah, only you drink formula milk not from brother!", said Galuh trying to melt the atmosphere with a slow chuckle.
"Am I fussy?", asked Sham.
"Yes...namely baby, everything like that right?", Galuh asked back and his hand still moving rubbed the head of Sham.
"Silver himself will run out of major surgery when donating his sister's kidney to mama Gita, already take care of me, take care of mom too. And..kakak also work to meet our needs, do you not tired?", asked Syam in a row.
Hearing his sister's questions so much, Galuh established the body of Sham.
"Why talk like that? That is the duty of brother!", said Galuh covered both his hands on the cheeks of Sham. Sham also grabbed Galuh's hand on his cheek.
"Silver will know, Sham has a different father to his older brother. But why is my brother still trying to save me? Though...."
"Saturday...! You're talking like that anyway deck?!", Galuh asked a little loudly in a disappointed tone.
Sham looked down, unable to look into his brother's eyes.
"See Brother!", Galuh's pinta on his sister. Want to not want Syam also look into the eyes of his brother's pliable.
"Are you disappointed that you will have another child besides us?", Galuh asked Sham. Syam.
"You're envious? Because you feel that your presence was never desired by mother at that time?", Galuh asked. Syam did not answer.
In the corner of the room, Lingga invited his son to play even though his hearing still serves to listen to the chat brothers.
"Dad! Tell brother! Who does a baby choose to be born to?", asked Galuh. Syam.
"I'm not sure you actually understand the deck, but you're just trying to shut yourself down if you don't want to accept that fact."
Sham turned his eyes the other way.
"What happened in your childhood, it's not the mother's wish. You know what kind of mother's condition is. After my mother recovered and is now passing her day like most humans, do you mind?", Galuh asked.
Syam.
"See Brother of the deck!", Galuh pressed both shoulders of Sham.
"Sister is not the mother who gave birth to you. But brother is trying to give the best for you from the time you were born to this day even in the future. We still love Syam, there are or none of our sisters later! Heum?", Galuh tried to convince his sister again. Maybe it was not only him who said so but the people around him as well.
Sham slammed into his brother's arms. She felt guilty for her brother if she kept her ego as before.
"Sorry Sham!", said Sham lirih in Galuh's arms.
"No need to apologize, Syam is not wrong. Just being a khilaf! Next time, any story is the same brother, brother or anyone else. Not on your own, huh?"
"Yes sis!"
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