MARGI Well
Chapters. 55. Angga Idea

They continued to walk towards the back garden. Fikri who was walking beside Mother Sari had her facial expression now look tense. He had just casually faced eight teenage girls, rich boys. But now he was worried if Angga was angry with him. Although now Angga is no longer breaking the table, but when you remember Angga breaking the table first however he still feels the chirp of his heart.

“If I am thrown tools for gardening he is quite also.” Mumbles Fikri in the heart. He then held the forearm of Sari's mother. Sari's mother turned to feel Fikri's cold palm.

“Why?” Ibu Sari asked slowly while looking at Fikri and they continued walking.

“If Angga is angry how is Bu?” fikri asked back.

“Mothers who will talk to Angga.” says Ibu Sari. And not long after that they had reached the back garden that was located behind the dirty kitchen.

The eight girls were seen walking in tiptoes for fear that their shoes and feet were dirty by the soil of the garden which looked muddy due to the flow of sewage from the kitchen.

“Surely they lied to us where maybe Angga was in the garden. Why try Angga cool guy and rich gardening, dirty dirty dirty kayak gini.” Whisper one of them with a mistress. They all know that Angga is a rich boy because of a sick family in Singapore so he was tipped in a home.

Meanwhile, Ibu Sari and Fikri look for the existence of Angga but not seen the trunk of his nose. While Angga who had seen someone approaching the garden, he hurried towards the corner of the garden and sat down. Angga can see Ibu Sari and Fikri looking for him But long ago Angga did not have the heart to see Ibu Sari.

And he also saw the girl close her nose because of the smell of the cattle dung that Mbak Parjan brought to fertilize her plants. And Angga then in his brain came an idea for eight teenage girls.

Slowly Angga stood up while carrying some plant saplings so that he thought he was looking for plant seeds to plant.

“Itu Angga... ih.. add make gemes deh Angga kerarnikan.” Shouted one of them when he saw the figure of Angga.

Sari and Fikri's mother then turned towards Angga.

“If the handsome and handsome kerawalang spelled out mengemesin, try ugly people whose remembrance must be said to be disgusting..wh.fate fate.” murmured Fikri in the heart. She and Ibu Sari then approached Angga.

“Nga you do not get angry yes, later they even more fascinated with you. You are ajaarikan aja said to machine, later you if angry spelled out character you know. if you are silent said cool.” whispered Fikri with heart when near Angga. Fikri also felt calm because Angga's hand carried plant saplings instead of carrying garden tools that are sharp objects or hard objects. Sari's mother who heard Fikri's words smiled inwardly.

“Ga guests them briefly important does not disturb you.” said Ibu Sari.

“If they abuse report to me, I will reply.” Fikri said with a grin.

“Iya Bu.” Angga replied then Angga also patted Fikri's shoulder as a code to follow Angga's footsteps. Angga and Fikri continued walking towards them.

“Hai.” greet Angga when it is near them young girls.

“Hai also Angga.” shouted them in unison while smiling sweetly.

“You want to help me not?” ask Angga

“Help me to compost yes.” Angga said. Angga's words made Mother Sari shocked but also smiled. It turns out Angga can already control his emotions and make things worse.

“What's compost?” ask one of them.

“Pupers. Oneng.” answered one of them while shaking the head that asked earlier.

“But can't make it.” said some of them. Angga then explained how to make it. He has been explained by Mr. Jemari and Angga has also made with Pak Jemari and Mbah Parjan.

“Ihhh later dirty dong my hand that I always take care of this.” said one of them the other agreed.

“If you don't want to go home. I want to make compost.” said Angga then he walked and followed by Fikri.

“Mau... Nga.” say they.

Finally they obeyed all that Angga had commanded. Ibu Sari observed what they were doing while he also took care of the medicinal plants that the children had grown. Sari's mother inwardly smiled seeing the girl at work. They are afraid that their hands, feet and body are dirty but still exposed to dirt. While Angga and Fikri keep each other while smiling.

“Beautiful girl if dirty still mengemesin.” said Fikri while staring at those who are still transporting dirt and leaves leaves leaves leaves daunan placed in the composting process.

“Shut up you or I throw with this shit.” said one of them.

“Throw if you dare.” said Fikri while taking cover behind Angga.

“Fikri.” said Ibu Sari gave a warning to Fikri not to tempt provoking emotions. Sari's mother then approached the girl who was making the compost. Looks like they're almost done working.

“Thank you, you guys have helped Angga. Your help is very useful for the fertility of our medicinal plants later. You can remember the help can also be in the form of energy like this time so it does not have to be in the form of material in the form of money or food.” said Ibu Sari while staring at those whose faces sweat.

“If it is finished please wash your hands and feet and afterwards you can go into the dining room, drink a drink with us.” said Ibu Sari. I saw Sari's mother then walked away from them. Angga then clapped and then followed by applause Fikri.

“Already. Let's wash hands and wash feet.” cried Angga then he walked towards the water faucet not far from the garden. Fikri was still looking at the girl, it seemed like Fikri seemed satisfied to see her.

“What see see.” Shoot one of them. Fikri did not answer just laugh then followed Angga to wash his hands and feet. The girl immediately washed her hands and feet.

After their hands and feet were all clean they walked towards the dining room. It was seen that Ms. Sari and the parlour officials had prepared drinks and snacks. And that time is the same as the afternoon snack hours of children. The orphanage children who have finished the afternoon picket immediately go to the dining room to drink and eat snacks. Some of the children who had seen the eight girls looked shocked, because their appearance was not like when they came earlier. Now meeeka clothes look tangled and there is a spot of dirt. His face was also tangled his hair looked sweaty. While the delapanan hadith did not pay attention to them directly drinking and eating that was already in it because of thirst and hunger.

While Angga instead dizzy looking for the figure of Marginah and Nesya but did not find.

“Marginah and Nesya are not here, I will tell you about the incident in the garden just now. What Nesya is still angry.” muttered Angga in heart while his eyes were fixed on the door to see if Marginah and Nesya came.