Dwarf
48. Dinner
Saoda sits on the lap of Jambe who has since pushed soft toy cars made of red oil spots with tires made from sandals that are formed into a round like car tires.
Saoda occasionally laughed as Jambe turned the toy car around as if it had been overturned and had been in an accident.
At the same time now the figure of the woman with black conde and hair treatment was seen busy in the kitchen. Pushing the wood that has been burned so that the greater the fire.
The white smoke that soared out of the crack of the roof that was deliberately hollowed out made the smoke not gather inside the wooden house so simple.
Wooden houses that are not too big, the walls of houses made of woven bamboo can already protect them from the cold of the night out there.
Make no mistake if this village is famous for its cold temperatures. Even the cold will still be felt even though the sun has risen high hanging above the sky.
Sambe walked his feet on the green bamboo that had been put together into many pieces until it formed into a house floor that sounded when someone stepped.
Sambe put some dishes on the bamboo, there was no dining table in this very simple house not even a chair.
Sambe put a small torch that was used as a candle but this lighting tool is made of paint cans used next door neighbors after painting their sickle algae to make it easier to recognize.
"Let's eat!"
"Yeee, grilled fish!!!" saoda shouted so very excitedly.
He ran over to Indonya and sat with his legs crossed right in front of the grilled fish whose skin was blackened by falling into the charcoal when behind to ripen evenly.
The smell of grilled fish, soaring the smell makes anyone who smells it will be starved. Not to forget also a small plate of small oranges that have been cut into four plus rough salt and also water that becomes a solvent.
Sambe smiled for a moment looking at his smiling daughter. He scooped up the white rice that had been mixed with the crushed corn from two baluns and placed it on a glass plate patterned with flowers.
So simple is this dinner, but it is so very special taste especially occasionally Sambe and Jambe seem to feed the small meat of grilled fish into the mouth of Saoda is so happy.
"Mr, try Indo bribes too!" request Saoda.
"Ah, no need," declined Sambe who then laughed embarrassedly.
He closed his mouth so that his teeth were invisible when he laughed.
Jambe laughs and extends his fingers holding the pinch of a small fish towards Sambe who is still laughing.
"Ah, no need!"
"Let's eat, Indo. Open mouth!" force Saoda who has now risen from his seat and stands beside Indonya.
"Come, Indo! Just little!" his force while touching Sambe's shoulders slowly.
Sambe snapped his laughter. Staring at the husband who seemed to smile full of writing and a second later he had devoured the fish bribed by the husband.
Saioda cheered while clapping gave a happy impression.
"Now, Father again!"
Jambe laughing. He moved his head to look at the wife who now looks shy smile.
"Come, Indo! Bribe Father!" abugn.
Not much thought and intention of his heart that just want to make the figure of the child he loved so much makes him now feed the husband who happily opened his mouth.
Saoda again cheered happily and clapped. There's nothing happier than this. According to the five-year-old boy, the thing that had just happened was the most beautiful thing in his life.
A family full of love even though it does not have a big and magnificent house, does not have a treasure but they can still laugh even with things that are so simple.
This proves that happiness can come from anywhere and whatever the form.
A small family now seen laughing was illuminated by a small flame light from the wick attached to a paint can.
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"Father go first, yeah. Pray that you can get a lot of snails."
Hearing the familiar voice made Saoda turn to look at the Father who is now seen holding a torch burning fire while holding a bucket.
"Where are you going, Father?" asked Saoda who immediately got up from his seat.
"You're looking for a conch."
"Soda will come!!!" saida shouted while lifting one finger up.
He smiled expectantly after offering himself.
"You wanna come?"
"Yes, I want to help you find a lot of snails for you and Indo."
"But it's night, Saoda," said Jambe who then rubbed Saoda's hair.
"But I want to accompany you in the fields."
"Then who will accompany Indo you here?"
"Indo is still inside the house because Indo is of course protected but Father, it is outside the house so I want to accompany Father," he explained.
"But, Saoda."
"Let's, Sir. Let him come. I'm fine at home by myself," he explained in a soft tone making Jambe now sigh while staring at Saoda.
"Yes, then you can come."
"Yeeee!!!" saoda shouted so very happily.
He jumped so happy, not caring about the house that slightly swayed because of the jump.
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"Don't be naughty in the fields, yeah!"
"Yes, Indo," Saoda replied as Indonya fitted an old jacket that was very large when attached to Saoda's body.
This old black jacket is Sambe's jacket that he always uses when traveling outside if it's night.
"Don't play mud!"
"Don't make you angry and hear what you say."
"Yes, Indo."
"And remember! Don't stay away from the Father!"
Saoda nodded making the somewhat oversized hat cover almost half of his face.
"Father go first, yeah."
Sambe. She grabbed the back of her husband's fingers and kissed him slowly followed by Saoda who came to kiss the back of the Indo's finger.
A few seconds later Saoda and Jambe have now stepped away accompanied by a wave of Sambe's hand that looks waving back at the wave of Saoda's hand which is now gradually away from his sight and lost from the pandagan both eyes Sambe after the two people he loved so much passed through the forest area.
Sambe's smile that has since expanded is now slowly lost from the sesr. Silent and quiet that only accompany with a sweet-sounding jengkrik sound.
She stepped back and closed the door tightly in the hope that her husband and son would return home even though he did not bring a conch to serve as a side dish tomorrow morning.