The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Second brother

"You are the same as your mother as her mouth. Do you think making the fence is easy and not using capital? why not just your yard on the fence so that my chicken does not go into the house."

Instead of feeling guilty and apologizing to us because his chicken cattle had littered our house just the opposite, Mr. Yanto was getting angry and talking non-co. Makes me even more upset with that skinny guy.

"Already sir, already. Shame on the other neighbors when they see." Bu Yanto pulled her husband's hand. Trying to stop his chattering that is still constantly babbling. However, Mr. Yanto does not seem satisfied to continue talking.

"What the hell are you. They must be taught to keep their mouths silent. Indeed, basically never eat a school bench so it does not have ethics and governance Krama."

"Heh, like you're in high school, so people never eat school." Mother became more angry just got the ridicule of never going to school even though it was in fact so.

"Who said I never went to school. My education is high. I'm an SI Economics scholar. You're not the same economics scholar?" Said Mr. Yanto proudly. Whether true or not I don't know because he belongs to the new people in my village.

"Back, Bachelor of chicken cattle. The scholar works in the office, wears a suit, wears a tie instead of a color, singlet t-shirts with dirt in the chicken coop."

"People never eat in school like you know what is called a Bachelor of Economics. It's called the business of tukiyeemm."

"You call me tukiyem. Besides, why high school if the end becomes a chicken farmer. Kindergarten graduates can also be cattlemen mah."

"Basic of a big mouth and uneducated." Mr. Yanto is getting angry just like the words of mothers who do not want to lose.

Mother and Mr. Yanto are two people who are really stubborn, selfish and feel right themselves.

"Sir Yanto....!"

"Udah Nur, free to talk about the same people who are not sane and acute hammers like him. Let it be, later if the chicken goes into the yard of our house, we just throw it using a stone to limp or we catch it then we cut it and continue to cook curry mantul tuh." Mom cut out the sentence I just wanted to say to Mr. Yanto. then she just left. I also followed behind him because I was also lazy to argue with a selfish neighbor like Mr. Yanto.

"Just look if you kill my chicken, I'll report to the police to let you go to jail." Shouted Mr. Yanto to us who were walking behind him. I looked behind Mr. Yanto still issued a curse - a rude swearing.

It was strange for my neighbor. He has only been living in our village for a year. But, he often made trouble with the neighbors both on us and on other neighbors.

"Bikinkan mother coffee Nur, sultry I hear the mouth lemes si Yanti." said mother after we just entered the house.

"If it's sultry to take a bath, Mom's not bathing not drinking coffee later even so more sultry." Answer me. My mother did not shower when it was eight in the morning.

"Here, you also do not talk much just do what I command."

I sighed and dragged my feet to the kitchen to make coffee.

In the afternoon and when I was accompanying Zain to play in the TV room. I heard the motor stop right in front of my house. Who else if not the motor bututnya bang Supri, my second brother.

Bang Supri already has a wife and a seven-year-old son. She lived separately from us and stayed with her in-laws. Bang Supri lived in this house for six months after getting married. But, because his wife is rich, he no longer wants to live in this house because at that time this house is still walled and small. Six years I worked. And it was during that work that I spent my salary just to build the house we occupied so that this house became big and nice.

"Nur, which mother?" ask me while standing and shaking my waist with one hand. I turned to bang Supri who looked like she had just come home from work.

I did not answer it but my gaze was focused on the pair of shoes that were being used by him. Like a shoe that has not been washed for a year. I wonder if his wife never washed his shoes.

"Heh, you budeg ya Nur, asked even dumbly."

"Against the bath" I answered briefly.

"By the cake from earlier let me not spend my energy yelling."

"Everyone comes screaming in the woods."

"Sok pinter you Nur, chimed in if I talked to you." Bang Supri is getting upset with me. But stupid is indeed his attitude continues. I myself never get along with him because of the attitude he always disobeyed me.

"Can't his shoes be off first? I just got a mop," I said. I was so upset just this morning at the mop, bang supri arbitrarily up the floor without taking off her decker shoes.

"Here, stay in the mop again. You are only unemployed. Your work is just eating and lying down. if you mopping again is also not a problem so you have work."

It is indiscriminate that he speaks. Bang Supri has often considered me an unemployed person who only lives with my mother because she still lives at home despite having a husband. Even though he actually knew that I often helped my mother make crackers still he considered me an unemployed person who had no income.

"Are you screaming calling Supri's mother?" ask the mother who arrived to come with wet hair like a shower.

"I want to spend two hundred thousand dollars a week, I'll pay you later I change plus interest." He said with a seducing tone.

Cih, came screaming was only willing to borrow money from my mother. Very often he asked mother for money on the grounds of borrowing. He never returned the money he had borrowed. But the thing is, my mother never refused and instead gave him with pleasure.

"Yes, I took it first. Uh, have you eaten yet? mom cook yellow pindang gerong fish. Eat first." mother told bang Supri.

"Well, I happen to be hungry, Mom. I just got home from work haven't had time to go home." Answer bang Supri. His face looks twinkling. Money can eat well.

"Yes, eat first."

I who heard their conversation only smiled wryly. Mother willingly offered her a Supri bang to eat with the side dish I cooked this morning. While to me, let alone be offered to take his gravy I must first permit him. That is, my mother always distinguished her affection for me as well as for my two brothers. I am the youngest child and the only daughter. But his treatment of me was like the treatment of a stepson as well as the treatment of my two brothers towards me.

Bang Supri walked past me who was sitting on the floor without excuse and with a haughty face. Once I see it.

"Mama Zen aus" Zain chirped. My son asked for a drink in the middle of playing broken objects as his toys.

"Just a minute, son, I'll take it." I got up and walked to the kitchen. I saw bang Supri eating ravenously on the table. Two pieces of fish appear on the plate at once.