
"I mean father? Uh ndeso?" Ask wife.
The father of Ajeng also took out some papers and he showed that there were some prints from the web that Mukidi made on the internet entitled 'how to use vacant land to make money'. And Ajeng's father told me that when a few months ago they were in bank debt. He who retired was shocked because of the many needs. So without realizing it he was several months unable to pay loan installments and will end up with the confiscation of their homes that were made Agunannya.
Ayang Ajeng saw in a YouTube video uploaded by Mukidi about the land made into a watermelon garden. And the middle-aged man followed what he was watching. He hired people to accompany him to take care of the land that he conjured into watermelon garden land.
"I don't think it will be in three months. I made a profit of 200 percent. Imagine that 200 percent is clean...I wanted to meet Nak Kidi and learn a lot. I have a land that is idle as much as 3 hectares and capitalized on the sale of my motorbike and wife. I can pay off the debt and even buy a new motorbike cash." said Ajeng's father with a sparkling face.
Ajeng who had been sitting by his father's side was just observing their chatter. Mukidi just saw PD. He raised his head. He did not dare to look at his interlocutor. There is a sense of inferiority as a village person. He did not expect the intention of the heart to want to keep all the memories with his mother. The agricultural sciences that his mother had from his father. He keeps it in the video and it seems to share. It makes others inspired. His mother understood the farm.
He had only known about farming and felt that he did not fit in with his heart. So look for what he likes but can make money. One of them is through computers. He was very interested in computers. This was due to Rohim's advice. When Mukidi complains the harvest is starting to often not suitable because they are in the village. There are many operational costs that make them as farmers lose money.
And Rohim said, try to find the other side that is positive but can make money and halal. And this is the beginning of him can have income without having to work with others..
"So this Anwar boy here what's the need?" Ask Daddy Ajeng. So this Anwar boy wants to propose to my son?" Ask Ajeng's father.
Mukidi answered plainly.
"Yes if accepted sir" replied Mukidi.
Rohim smiled faintly at the friend's answer.
"Well if I'm up to Ajeng. I never forced anything. Especially married. It should be like the same." Said Ajeng's father while looking towards Ajeng.
"How's Jeng?" Ask her mother to the princess.
"Ajeng... Can you ask Kang for a moment?" Said Ajeng while lowering his head.
Mukidi looks at the heart with a sense of hope.
"Well, how long will it take if you can find out about Maak Ajeng?" Ask Mukidi.
"One Week..." Ajeng said he saw Mukidi.
Mukidi turned to Rohim. Rohim smiled and said it was up to Mukidi. Finally Mukidi gave Ajeng the time he asked for. That night the Ajeng family felt very happy chatting with Mukidi and Rohim. After almost nine o'clock they returned to Kali Bening. And when he arrived at a store that was still open, Rohim bought a toothbrush, soap and a blanket as well as a pillow.
Mukidi is a habit. When he went with Rohim. He will quickly pay for his best friend's groceries. Since its economy improved. He worked diligently, so he was always royal to his best friend. Because for Mukidi he changed so much and learned from Rohim about life, morality is also a way to live life better. But his best friend always refused if given money. So that moment like that he can give his best friend something.
During the trip, Mukidi began to feel restless.
"Accepted by ya kang?" Her question was anxious as she stared at the asphalt that lay before her.
"Pray Kang. God willing, the soul mate will not be changed. I help prayer." Rohim said while patting his best friend's shoulder.
"Hopefully fail again this time."
"Aamiin's." Finally, after bringing Rohim home.
Mukidi is home. Arrived at his mother's house, who was waiting for the child.
"In.thank you go home. Mak e Ndak can sleep. Wait for you." Ask Ms. Sri.
His mother also brought souvenirs from her son who had been cold because the distance of the city to their district was almost two hours because the road was not too good to their area.
Mukidi who sat at the kitchen table quickly opened the jar of peyek while lifting one leg up on the chair. Bu Sri handed over one cup of warm coffee to her son.
"That's not all. But this is the loh that is Mak e deg deg right. Afraid of bombs or something. This afternoon the postman sent this. Don't ask who he doesn't know either." Said Bu Sri while coming out of the room carrying an envelope
Mukidi saw the envelope written her name.
Mr. To. Ahmad Anwar's.
The Cah Ndeso Channel.
And it looks like a plaque.
Mukidi quickly read the letter inside. Yang stated that it was the first plaque he got as a Youtuber, whose channel has reached 100,000 subscribers. The plaque is silver in the shape of the YouTube logo.
Mukidi hit her cheeks Right and left. He also asked to be pinched in his cheek by Bu Sri.
"Mak...Try pinching my cheek Mak." Pinta Mukidi's.
Bu Sri pinched both cheeks of her son.
"Adoooh.. Mak's pain..." Mukidi.
Bu Sri pushed his son's head.
"But I told you to nyubit!" Madam Sri looks upset.
He saw what Mukidi was holding.
"Jane OPO anyway It's Di?" Ask the curious mother.
Mukidi hugged her mother. He had read the article if he got the plaque. He will make money from his YouTube channel. Dak he could not believe if he could get the plaque. He posts trivial things. All his activities in the village. From fishing, gardening, cooking using simple tools in the middle of the garden.
"Aw.. You're the OPO after all Di?" Mukidi's mother grumbled because she was held tightly by her only child.
"Mak.. It was fitting that my future in-laws saw that I was like an artist. I'll soon be earning from my job just in front of Mak's laptop." Mukidi said happily.
"You mean you're rich like you used to say with Mak e?" Ask Mak e.
"Yes Mak... Pray Mukidi could be Mak's artist!" Mukidi was crying while hugging her mother.
He was considered a fool and a slacker. Because he decided to open a business of typewriting and print out services. Then he can be from morning to midnight in front of the monitor screen. In 2009 he was considered a waste of time. There is no way you can make money if you do not get out of the house to work. And this time Mukidi proved that he could succeed from his Istikomahan during his asking and hobby. So that the tears of the mother who almost every day heard people gossip even commenting on the life of her child is not common, that day he can give a big smile and his mother can be proud of his son's success not because of the inheritance of parents and stand alone.
Bu Sri is only grateful to hear that her son has the happy news.
"Alhamdulillah... Mak ain't no need to pray lail every night... Poso Monday thursday for you. The evening prayer... Today God is offering the prayer. You can succeed....".
The heart of a mother who is not happy when she sees her child is also happy. Especially hearing the word if his son will get the money. Although he did not expect the money but there is a sense of pride when he can say my son already has his own income.