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The garden of friends

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“This is my garden! Come log in!”

Unexpectedly, on the way, Zeno met his upperclassman who had graduated high school. His name is Jaka, he often goes to the orphanage after harvesting his garden.

You could say, Jaka is the son of a rich man, but the person is very good. The Jaka family owned a lot of land, rice fields and plantations.

Since High School, Jaka has taken over the garden. Actually, Jaka is a graduate of SMK agriculture, he did not continue to college, directly helping his parents manage the garden.

Sometimes Zeno and other orphanage children help Jaka to plant or harvest, after which the help will be given the harvest.

The garden is also very wide, there is a tomato garden, orange garden, mustard garden, cabbage, chili, eggplant and others.

At that time Jaka brought Zeno, Asla and Citra to the tomato garden. In the garden there is a kind of gazebo, for seating after finishing gardening. The gazebo is high enough, to go up the stairs.

However, after arriving at the gazebo, from there can be seen the gardens that are partly ready for harvest, there are also other gardens that just want to be planted.

“That to plant is a garden of carrots, peppers and radishes” said Jaka, leaving some of his gardens to Zeno and Aslan who faithfully listened.

Zeno himself did not expect to meet Jaka on their journey. Because Zeno's plan was to circle around there, then Aslan said he wanted to see the square or the market, so Zeno took them around until the square, there they met Jaka, who just bought fertilizer for his garden.

They were also invited to Jaka's place.

“Keep harvest, later sold where kak?” ask Aslan.

“There are middlemen who will pick it up, but lately it's a bit difficult, because they ask for a lower price than usual, but after I checked in the market the price is even twice as high, but, we felt disadvantaged, even though we had exhausted a lot to plant, that's why my parents and I planned to open their own store to sell our crops, where it could be, very strategically, but the previous store owner didn't want to be taken out, he wanted to be ready, while we only had half the money, I was dizzy. It could actually be selling land, but the land we want to sell is hard to sell, the land that is near your home Zeno, you know? the land is barren, difficult to plant” Jaka's story.

Zeno remembered that there was abandoned vacant land, belonging to the Jaka family, because it was difficult to plant, no one wanted to buy it, which was close to the forest, so people who wanted to build a house there were also afraid.

Because there is a village, so the mystical story is still thick.

Zeno himself was not afraid of ghosts, never saw them either. Various mystical stories from the community he often heard, but he was ordinary.

But yes, people's beliefs are hard to change.

“Ya already so we buy only, how many kak lack?” ask Aslan.

“At least 300 million Zen, the store is big, there is a parking page as well, level two, so the price is 700 millions, already there is 400 million jutanya” said Jaka.

“Anu brother, I'm Aslan.”.

“Heh? Sorry, you guys look so much like!”

“Aslan real, let me buy aja land” Zeno said.

“You guys, where's the money trying? It's 300 million!” jaka.

“Zeno much money kak Jaka, let him just buy, but the land wants to be flanked?” ask Aslan.

“Serious now? But the land is barren, for the building is also difficult like” said Jaka.

Zeno just smiled a little, “quiet, that's a problem later, now I buy first, so that Jaka can buy his shop, for his land letters would need time to change their name, right? later on behalf of the home, do not me, please give me the account number of brother or sister's parents, let me send now” said Zeno.

“I-this is serious?” jaka asked, still not believing him.

“Serious brother, what size is the ground?” zeno said she was being serious, getting her phone out, ready to send money.

“There is one hectare anyway, it should be more than 300 million if the land is fertile,” said Jaka.

“One hectare is a lot!” sahut Aslan's.

“This is the land of the village, different from the land of the city which is a patch of expensive already very” replied Jaka.

“Kak Jaka bener, land in the village was cheap” timpal Zeno.

“But one hectare you know..” Aslan again.

“I want the orphanage children to plant something there, for example watermelon, melon.. I have good seeds, for the soil conditions can be set” said Zeno.

“Tanah is like Zen, mending made land for hydroponics, for example nanem lettuce, strawberry, which is like gitu” sambar Aslan.

Jaka just smiled at the twins arguing to himself, he felt Zeno changed a lot, no longer the innocent village boy he used to be. Even his appearance also changed, taller and muscular, also cleaner and handsome.

Then Jaka turned to the beautiful Citra who just silently looked at the garden.

“Bby!`” said Zeno and Aslan compact.

They came down from the gazebo, then returned to Jaka's house, to prepare the tools to harvest tomatoes. After that they went to harvest, Jaka was on the right side, while Aslan and Citra on the left.

Aslan did not expect the spirit image to help the harvest once, he even had his hands very deft.

“Citra, you are talented harvest like, want to come to Australia not?” asked Aslan idly, he wanted to know the quiet girl's reaction.

Succeeds.

Image was turned on Aslan quickly, “memanen in Australia?” ask the girl, complete with sparkling eyes.

Aslan nodded, “iya, I'm not lying you know, my family has several orchards that are hectares wide, there are apples, peach, mango and others. There are workers in charge of harvesting every day, a month paid about 50 million rupiah, how?” ask Aslan.

Citra nodded with passion, “mau want!”

Aslan chuckled at seeing it, it turned out to be a funny image as well.

“But not now, you have to go to school first.. don't need to think about work, said Mom Panti you don't want to go to school yet right? why?” ask Aslan.

It just so happened that Jaka and Zeno got there, approaching Aslan and Citra because their harvest was enough. They accidentally heard Aslan and Citra chatter.

“I... just afraid, I am from Semarang, I was sent here by someone because I have no family or relatives, the foundation that pays my parents' debts that sent me, I am afraid to meet new people, I am afraid to meet new people, if you don't mind, I can just work.” Citra said.

“So you prefer work first than school?” ask Zeno.

The image nodded slowly.

Then Zeno turned to Aslan, “actually Aslan is the CEO of a company, he can teach you if you want to work for him” Zeno said.

“Eh? He should go to school, Zen!” sahut Aslan's.

Zeno smiled then patted Aslan's shoulder, “kan can home schooling first, if already sure can regular school, later the same school I” said Zeno.

“Aslan not in school?” ask Jaka.

Aslan shook his head, “I have graduated from High School, jumped the class, wanted to go to college but really lazy, waiting for Zeno to graduate SMA aja” said Aslan.

“Kalo so it is still long lecture, first lecture aja sih” timpal Jaka.

Aslan shook his head, “no want! It's not good to have no friends.”

Zeno just shook his head was not out of thought, even though Aslan was soupy son, it was easy for him to get new friends.

“Yang name temen can be nyari again, surely can lah” said Jaka.

“Udah brother, I also often persuade him, but he likes doang” recitations Zeno said.

“Let's go home, my parents want to come here, be back again also luncheon hours” said Jaka.

Jaka and Zeno walked first, while Aslan turned to Citra who seemed busy thinking.

Aslan also pulled the girl's arm, “Ayo, we will discuss it later, if you want to come with me you can really you know, free, mama looks really like you, surely mama seneng if you come with us” said Aslan.

“Do I bother?” ask Citra.

“Now, I even seneng you know, mama's daughter only one, that was already married, so it's like a lonely mama, if you come with us mama so there's a friend.”

Small smiling image, “tante Luna is beautiful and nice, I like..”.

“Thank God if you like, I like.” too

The image turned confused to Aslan, “meaning?”

“Hah? Whahuh? I didn't inget.”

“Aslan, spout on the road!” nagel Zeno's.

“Iya yes, bring!”

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