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RM266'S CHAT. Own business area
"But Bang, I wash my hands first." Gavin passed his brother to enter Riyana Studio.
"What's my brother doing?" Givan held back his laughter and glanced at his sister who was moving in.
Gavin is connected in the wrong direction. He laughed amusedly, rubbing his hand on the ceramic sink in the corner of the room.
Before long, he returned and took over his son. "That means, Bang. I want to carry a child. Says sister Canda, you have to wash your hands first." Gavin kissed his son.
"It's free too, you're smoking this. Pray for the important healthy. Your hands are washing, your mouth is the same clothes will purify poison." Givan did not notice the other direction.
He saw his mother-in-law sweeping the porch of the shophouse. He saw Jasmine walking towards Joseph's mange house, carrying her toys.
"Where, Bang?" Gavin took his son's seat.
"From now on, you're standing, he won't sit down." Givan sat on a chair on the studio terrace.
That's right what Givan said. A few seconds later, Cala's cry was heard. He whined and did not want to carry her in a sitting position.
"Have he been sick, Bang?" Gavin immediately got up to stand up again.
"I don't know, you'll be taken in a massage. Is the gold scar itchy? But, Brother took off his gold. No irritation too, just look at the small cake tuh. I said Canda, ask to buy new. Uhuh...." Givan showed the boy's wrist.
"That's a natural mark, because of the old pressure. Not reddened marks either, not too small marks." Gavin watched with his son's wrist jelly.
"That may be your own mind. I will be massaged." Givan had doubts about what the boy was feeling.
"Cong you keep whining, huh? Don't you want him to carry this?" Givan was confused to put his son.
"Try to support his body, but your head is holding. A normal baby, maybe again. Only Brother is used to carrying Cala, she is premature, two months Cala, one month old normal baby. So the growth of her babyhood is quite another. Cala is still limp, just shuffling it up." Givan helped his sister put in a good position.
Unexpectedly too, Cali began to be able to balance his head. He looks comfortable in that position, he also looks excited.
"Hmm, find a good position apparently Adek?" Gavin swung slowly at his body.
"So how, Bang?" Gavin began to ask.
"Yes, are you healthy yet? When are you going there? If you wait to go home it's okay, he said weekly. But if it's too long can't, Keith wants to marry you. Brother must be present, because it is not good, here and there Shauwi and Keith are brothers. So, let's get this done, it's done." Givan is counting everything. However, he was worried that his calculations were not accurate.
"Byeah, Bang. There are many male brothers here too, so we can attach them to others. Ask bang Ghava to check the same Gibran it is, it can be. Or bang Ghifar, which is clearly every day in and out of the mama's house." Gavin kept swinging his body, seeing his son yawn earlier.
He understood, his son was fussy because he was bored with his position.
"Yes can. Hot-hot hearted little, Brother no problem to ask Ghifar to check his wife and brother's son. He is the closest and most free. Although work, but other activities at home. If it's Ghava, he's got a portrait outside the studio. Ghavi moreover, again on the road continued. But, don't be that long. Same week of travel. Later, Abang asked Ria also to Abang. Maybe kangen family get-togethers or something." Givan wants, when his mom and Kenandra come home. He also returned from Brazil.
"Yes. What effort anyway? Problems haven't settled you, then your focus will be divided. Brother's ready for modali, just so your focus is there." Givan recalled his run when he was just building a new business, then the problems alternated.
"You are here, Bang. Ceysa's palm is still exported, why don't I just do it?" Gavin felt there was a chance there.
"You dare to buy how much?" Givan's question, made his sister laugh in shame.
"Biarin Ceysa remains export. You're into something else, what's that?" Givan felt that the chances for his sister were no better.
"What about sugar cane?" Gavin tried to sit down.
"Dutch era kekah. In Cirebon there is a sugar cane factory, the building is still there until now. Grandpa brother, he used to work there." Givan told me.
"Well, if you're an indigenous, can't you open a sugar factory?" Gavin was confused by her brother's answer.
"No idea, you don't have the confidence to build a sugar factory. Can you stay up not at all? Mending take to be a ginger farmer. Fast harvest time, cultivation is not difficult. Papah ginger fields in Lampung right, profit continues tuh." Givan actually wants to lead to that effort. But, he felt that he did not have any special prowess for such cultivation.
"I can do it all, Bang. Businesses can, too, be self-taught. Papah ajarin too, must be the result of my hand the same. My problem is, it's just hard to get up early, it's not hard to wake up." Gavin chuckled small.
"Yes, that's it. A year can be three harvests, if you buy it buds. But all kinds of ginger, different harvest time. There's regular ginger, ginger emprit the same red ginger. Dig the info to papah later." If it's for the field, Givan gives up.
Because his business is moving in the field, sometimes mixed with the hands of his father, he continued. Because he was in addition to lack of interest, he also felt less capable because he rarely wanted to go down directly to the field. Not because he was afraid of being dirty, but according to him to cultivate the land first also requires extra patience. But he is not a patient man.
"Yes yes, Bang? Business science right, I can use to market my own crops. Or, even make your own processing plant." Gavin recalled that many ginger-based beverage products.
"Well, tuh. It could be that cake, Vin. So, where's the Brazilian Ajeng?" Givan felt enough to discuss about the effort.
"In Brasilia, Bang. In the neighborhood where we live, in the old house. Still in that estate, I gave him a simple house there." Gavin was able to put his son to sleep in his arms.
He positioned his son's face so he could breathe comfortably. He admired the face of his son who was so similar to him, he looked for the resemblance of the face of the mother of the child on the face of the child. As if undetected, even Gavin feels that his son is so similar to his older sister.
"You're a crazy bucin right, Vin." Gavin shook his head, hearing that his sister was giving a house to a woman.
"The thing is she was my wife yesterday, Bang. I'm dzolim, if I can afford to give him shelter, but I don't love him dwelling. I'm fitologi, same science that I have, Bang. The bucin! The bucin! It's okay, she's my wife yesterday, it's my duty." With the words of his sister, Givan remembered his dzolim to Nadya. But, if Nadya is not like that. Maybe he could treat Nadya better.
"Try the ticket, Bang. How much is a million" Gavin continued.
"Eummmm....." Givan did the checking.
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