The Sharing Blessings System
tidings 3

The atmosphere in the first class cabin is indeed in accordance with the name , roomy room with a pair of large sofas that can be converted into comfortable beds, each of which has a barrier bulkhead to maintain passenger privacy , it appears a large LCD screen equipped with headphones to watch a variety of entertainment during the trip, not far from there Personal cabin assistant is ready to meet anything you need ,The chef is ready to cook whatever menu you want right away and in the corner of the cabin there is a mini bar with a standby bartender ready at any time to serve with respect.

" Welcome to the first class flight of Cat Air airline Cat Air Flight will take 95 minutes, Irawati your personal first class caddy that will serve and help you during the flight " polite speech was heard from the figure of a cute girl in flight attendant uniform who this time served Udin and Wanda .

Wanda smiled still clenching the fingers of Udin who began to look calm next to him

" Mah ...you need something...? " Say Winda stared softly 'Udin shook his head slowly gesturing he didn't want anything 'he just wanted to enjoy the current moment ,feeling the soft fingers grasping his hands and trying to understand the meaning of the sizzling in his heart.

This is Udin's first experience with a girl who he thinks is about to reach perfection, holding his hand alone already gives a lot of new sensation sensations ,He is not a Saint who has never touched a Woman, indeed several times he did it even to sleep in bed with a call woman who is available in several bars and gambling arenas of his subscription, such as, when he was still trapped in his solitude, gambling and drinking, and of course it will be fulfilled by playing women, But it is only limited to giving up desire and then forget it just like that..there was nothing special to remember, not at all he felt what kind of feeling he was experiencing at the moment.

" What is this feeling...? does he really like me...? even though I'm still not sure what I'm feeling.." Inner Udin tried to calm his heart turmoil.

" Not yet.I don't want this to be a shame to the plan I've made... !"

At this time Udin just want to Focus on carrying out the plan that he put together to make his family happy that he had been disappointed , making them get a lot of distress due to his actions ,although until now Darman has not yet informed the results of his investigation.

His premonition is getting stronger .. His family is not okay...

****** somewhere far away *****

" Darmaji....!!! Come here..!"

There was a loud clasping sound calling the skinny-looking Old figure who was walking hastily came after hearing the master calling his name..

" Thu...Master called me.? " His speech while resting in front of a potbellied man in luxurious clothes looks arrogant in front of the door of a large enough stilt house.., people in the rural village used to call him Mr. Martin, ' he said , he is the foreman of the Palm plantation where Darmaji works as a daily energy to harvest mature palm fruit, with a payment of 80,000 to 120,000 per day , ' he said ,no working hours limit which means he can take his wages if all contract workers and transport trucks have finished working.

In contrast to Darmaji and 10 other people whose status is Labor Daily Lepas (BHL ) which can be easily disposed of if it is not desired by the owner of the oil palm plantation (BHL) , contract workers or officially called Specific Time Work Agreements (PKWT ) have a specified working time and are divided into several groups that carry out their respective tasks, Nurturing, managing, and,transporting of course with a fee many times that of Darmaji and his friends received.

Martin stared at Darmaji cynically and then came down from the stilt house where he was through a ladder of ulin wood board that looks solid to hold Tambun's weight .

" So do the 9 others who work with you...You tell them yourself, I'm lazy to see your face...!" he then walked past Darmaji who was still struggling in his front, then boarded a black operational car type Strada Triton factory output is quite famous .. Mitsubishi and left without looking again.

Darmaji is still silent in his place, it looks a tinge of disappointment emanated.he and his friends are certainly very aware of the risk of being fired anytime always shadowing them , in addition to the age of those who are no longer productive, let alone they only rely on the rest of their energy at the end of the age.

Not many foremen are willing to accept them 2 months ago Martin is willing to accept them to work of course not without reason, in addition to the low wages the new workers sent his superiors have not come yet ,while the harvest is already heading to its peak.

 Sanpau Finally today finally the young and strong new workers came, of course without thinking long Martin broke Darmaji and his group.

" It looks like the next few days I'll be unemployed again ... Oh my god ..easy my business..." Said Darmaji turned with lethargic steps back home, There is no grudge in his heart to the foremen of the garden foreman where he worked first, they also only follow the direction of the garden owners.

The journey home as usual will take 2 hours on foot, even if the rain does not fall,Waru Village where Darmaji lives is 10 kilometers with slippery muddy road terrain during the rainy season and thick dusty heat during the dry season , indeed, the country of Indola has a tropical climate that only has two seasons of drought and rain.

Usually interrupted between trips he will stop and pick wild vegetables that thrive on the edge of palm oil land owned by the Big Company,which is limited to 3 meters high barbed wire fence with a sturdy concrete pole.

 One large company that monopolizes palm oil in the province of Kaltm where it is currently located, it is PT Usaha Jaya which is said to be the owner of Badung Province,Darmaji himself heard that when he gathered with workers who rested drinking coffee in a stall that mushroomed on the side of the road either right or not he himself did not care too much.

staring at the oil palm land that is neatly arranged with wide road access even though it is not on the asphalt well , the workers are guaranteed with the rules of safty first (prioritizing security ) High salary ,Mess residence even worship facilities and primary school for working families provided by the company, of course, much different from the private land where Darmaji last worked.

" If the bad boy had not gone astray ...! I'd be so proud to see him work at that company,..Stop dreaming that the child is dead,..!!" muttered Darmaji scolded himself while occasionally looking down at the young kale in front of him and then stepped on his way.

Two and a half hours later came Darmaji in front of a simple house made of papandengan zinc roof that seemed careless in pairs, typical house Transmigration house built by the government for the Transmigrants who were imported ,around the front yard appears to thrive Chili plants are well preserved in interspersion with the yam tree among the chili plants, chili,This house and little yard is the only remaining land that Darmaji has 2 hectares of land previously he got ration from the government to be managed like other transmigrants,but 3 years ago the land was forcibly taken by some district people on the grounds of customary land ,they promised to give other land as compensation in accordance with the land area taken over, but until now Darmaji did not get it.

To ask, Darmaji was afraid, let alone fighting...

Many examples that he saw before his eyes if they dared to fight, they would disappear mysteriously or suddenly get a disaster at work with a mystical cause . The natives here are indeed very nurturing traditions of their ancestors, belief in things that smell magical is still very thick in this village.

For him life is more precious than treasure.