The President Enters the Village
High Quality

Doubtfully Sito stepped his foot back. This time not a warehouse, but a rice mill. Some workers stared cynically at him, remembering Haikal who had humiliated their boss's only daughter.

Sito clenched his hands, trying to hold back his shyness. This is for Gio, a few weeks ago, his second child was still able to go to school but had to leave home without pocket money.

Until home, only eat crackers and rice given sweet soy sauce. Must cut down bamboo plants, there are times when it makes weaving. Work with no results, different if working on Dirga. At least, Gio can have pocket money even if a little, no need to help him weave or cut down bamboo.

"Don't move to the city sir, same old man who has a boutique?" one of the workers at the rice mill was sipping black coffee.

"Don't do that, his son is a specialist doctor already richer than the boss. That's why the beans forgot the skin," other workers chimed in.

"Already rich, why still work for the manager Dirga?" asked one of the workers, holding back his laughter.

Sito just fell silent, lowering the grain that had just come from the pick up car... This was for Gio, his inner self, holding back his shameful feelings.

Until Hana suddenly came helped down from the Jeep car by Kirjo sir. His wheelchair was pushed closer, the girl smiled in front of Sito.

"Hana, I want to apologize for Haikal's treatment. Haikal is trying to get your money back." he said a little down full of guilt.

"Hana is okay," he said smiling and then turning to other workers, "Pak Sito works for Gio, your children are also on average still in school right? If Mr. Sito is wrong, please forgive. We're both looking for money for the family back home,"

The other workers looked at each other and smiled, their son just sitting in a wheelchair. Including the typical person who counts, but as well as the boss Dirga. Hana cares about her work, not her own ego.

Perhaps this is why Sito is so happy to know Haikal's relationship with Hana first. He got a good son-in-law, and was able to repay the debt of gratitude to his jury. By devoting his son to being the son-in-law of Dirga.

Therefore, as soon as he knew Haikal had a relationship with the city girl, as rich as anything, as beautiful as anything, as perfect as Haikal told about the figure of Zara. Sito remains opposed, the marriage that took place without his blessing, as Haikal's father. Prepared by Sena and Haikal, while Sito just came at that time.

This is Hana the future wife who was dumped by her son. The son of the man who saved his wife and son.

"Pak don't be shy and embarrassed anymore, pity Gio must look for bamboo every day." said Hana smiling.

Sito sighed, bowed, nodded, the middle-aged man's tears flowing, wiped away quickly by him. Back to work, bring the grain. Other workers also stopped saying cynics to her, treating her as usual, like nothing had ever happened.

Thank you, he muttered in his heart, staring at Hana who was taking some rice notes that would be taken to the warehouse.

***

The sun was shining, the fruits of the chili plants that were exposed to rain water began to dry up. New flowers appear, a sign of the next picking will not produce rotten fruit.

However, the president is impatient. If in business act quickly, so that projects that have failed can be repaired. Or a proposal that is not qualified is immediately replaced with a new proposal. It was a good business decision.

Unlike plants, which require patience. Knowing when planting and good harvest. Chili plants that began to re-flowered it in tripe depleted by it.

"Sickle moves around!!" he said slashing and uprooting energetically. Maybe the chili plant was crying knowing the death that picked him up at the hands of the President was impatient."My white skin is so dirty, my fingers are calluses, too" he lamented, still smiling vigorously.

But it was only for a moment, like the thunder that rolled, Hana was now on Kelvin's back. A deft secretary who jumps over the grips of the rice fields like a ninja. No scuffing, falling, or getting hurt.

Eventually he stopped in front of his boss...

"Ke...why did you bring him here?" jono asked annoyed.

"Hana leave food for you. So all I'm driving him walnuts" he replied grinningly, who was actually just looking for an opportunity to bang Hana on his back.

"Kelvin's for you" Hana gave me one of the boxes.

"Thank you..." Kelvin begins to sit down, but is quickly prevented by Jono.

"Sorry, but drinking water is limited. You eat in the barn. Later, I will take Hana home." he said smiling, but giving off an aura that was like a tiger wanting to pounce on Kelvin.

"A. I eat in the barn. Thank you Hana, say my regards to the Dirga master. Tell me from the candidate for the spell.." said Kelvin running shyly, walking past the rice fields quickly.

Hana can only laugh a little, "Your cousin is funny..."

"Where's more funny? Me or him?" tanyanya.

Hana glanced at the chili plant which after the first crop failure, re-flowered, was wiped out by Jono. His face immediately pretended to be smiling, this man was acting ridiculous."You're more funny..."

"really? I was more everything than Kelvin" he said, washing his hands and opening the box Hana was carrying.

"Jono, if I could walk, would you like me?" tanyanya, downcast.

"Liking is a matter of heart and type, not a matter of being able to walk or not" Jono replied as he chewed his food.

"How do traits like or know the type?" Hana asked back.

"There will be a different taste when kissed or kissed by him" Jono replied.

Unaware of the girl clenching her hands, the move quickly kissed Jono's cheek. The man who suddenly rounded his eyes was shocked, his heart pounding fast, feeling like it was blossoming with just the lips of the girl kissing his cheeks.

"There is a strange feeling when kissing your cheek." said Hana staring intently at him, the eyes of a plain girl who is really beautiful.

"A strange feeling? Likewhat?" jono asked with a troubled heart. The heart beats fast, even when kissing from lips to lips with a friend from another country does not make this unsettling.

"Asin..the taste of sweat.." plain speech from a Hana.

Immediately the adrenaline that had been driven into down. Johnny was at a loss for words, starting to eat again.

"Jono what's it like to like someone so much? Salted?" he asked, answering the taste in his sense of taste, not the feeling of his heart pounding erratically.

"Don't ask me!!" Jono spoke with his mouth full.

"You're an experienced president, you know the difference between liking and not. After all you understand more about women and couples who like each other, so.." said Hana laughing.

"Shut up or I'll gnaw you!!" Jono stopped his eating. The more chatty the mouth of Hana the more anxious herself to want to know the taste of the original lips.

No one realized Kelvin was still there observing from afar. At first he thought Nathan was just playing around, but his expression was his current boss...

Kelvin's lips slowly thinned, then laughed out loud from a fairly hidden corner of the terracing, "President Director of high quality, his taste is equally rural!!"

Seriate