TWENTY
The Chicken Butcher's Child

On the way home we see the rice fields that are harvesting watermelon fruit. Open tub cars are lined up to carry harvested watermelons. To my knowledge, if this harvest must be a lot of fruit that is not sold because it does not pass sorting. But it's still good to eat.

"Pst! Dul!" I nudged Abdul's arm so he could look at me.

"What?"

"You want a watermelon?"

"Did? Want to!" Supposedly. If the food business who would refuse.

"That!" I pointed with my chin towards the pile of watermelons that would be loaded on the car.

"Not bring money to buy Na" anyone who wants to ask to buy.

"Not to buy. Ask for a course that does not pass the sort" I said.

"Not brave" this is a guy!

"What are you talking about?" Oops.

I know Alif.

Since Alif is in front and I'm the same Abdul in the back, so if he reprimands we automatically all look back.

"That Nala wants watermelon but is ashamed to ask her man. That's why tell me" Abdul! Really honest. It's embarrassing!

Alif seemed to think for a moment, then looked at the rice fields where watermelons were harvested. Then a smile appeared on his face.

"Please bring it a minute!" He handed the bucket he brought to Rere.

Then walk to one of the fathers in the rice field.

I saw him shake hands with the father, and then chatted for a while. After that the father took a crackle and put some watermelon in it.

Lah. Is this really being loved?

Alif seemed to thank the father, then returned to us by brandishing the watermelon.

"Wuihh! It's great! How dare you Lif!" Puji Abdul's.

Yes, Alif is brave, so he became the leader of the group. Not rich you Dul! It's a coward, the bucket's mouth.

"So that's Mr. Yanto, he's the one with the rice field"

"Who is Mr Yanto?" We simultaneously ask.

"Village secretary" oohh. Pantesan rich familiar so. Apparently a work partner.

We continue our journey and ampai at home at about half-five. The other kids were already at the meal when we arrived. Be the fish that we are fishing is still adem ayem in the bucket. Though the initial intention is to make an afternoon meal.

"Eh all! I found this in the kitchen" Indra shouted while carrying a burnt device.

"Wahh! Can tuh! We'll be burnt tonight!" Said Rendi spirit.

Aye yes. Not thinking from there.

"Ndra, try looking in the guy's kitchen. Maybe find the tool again" I ordered Indra.

"OK ready!"

"Salma, this out buy charcoal at the stall yes make burnt later" duh. Jealous again.

Of the many girls who are unemployed, why should Salma?

"Yes Mas Alif"

Tika patted me on the shoulder, maybe from earlier I was called but did not respond.

"Clock back!"

"Huh? Why?"

"Yes drying clothes dong Nala beautiful wear really but lola" thanks lo Tik for his praise.

"OK deh. Go Re!" Uh. I go to the right side, no one?

"Rere was already in advance. So don't dream too much!"

"Hehehe. Sorry!"

Finished drying my clothes I rushed to take a shower. Also wash the clothes I wear because of the fishy smell. After that I headed to the living room, to join the meal with friends who had been to the river.

Evening has arrived. Like the night before, we pray in prayer. Then teach the little children there. Home from mushola faces of friends oada cheery. Yes, this exhausted man wants to burn. Spirit anyway if the same stomach affairs.

At home we all get ready. There are those who prepare the fish, make simple limbs to burn fish, there are also those who roll out mats to sit around enjoying the night.

"Nlala! Your HP sounds!" Shouted Escape from the house.

I rushed to the room to get the cell phone I was charging. I saw my phone screen, with an unknown number calling.

"Hello?"

"Hello. Good night Nala" greet the voice from across. How do you know my name?

"Sorry, with whom?"

"Lohs. You haven't saved my number?" Uh. How rich is familiar with this sound.

Dumbly. Try remembering. Who's been asking for my phone number for the last few months.

Emmm. oh yes!

"Mas Pandu huh? Sorry I haven't saved it yet"

"Yes, it's nothing. Do not forget to keep it!"

"Hehehe. yes. What's going on, by the way?"

"No. Just say hello"

"Oohh that"

"What is Na?"

"Again ready to bakaran mas"

"Oohs. There's another show. Sorry to disturb you"

"Eh, no way"

"Thankful then. Can I go there later?"

"By the mas. Play here anyway"

"alright. Sampa see you later! Assalamu'laikum"

"Wa'alaikumsalam"

After ending the short call, I headed to the kitchen. Want to look around maybe there's something I can help you with.

"Call from who is Na?" Ask Iren.

"From Mas Pandu"

"Seriously you Na?! Mas Pandu?"

Basic Frog! If you hear the name Mas Pandu or everything about Mas Pandu must be immediately excited. Since the incident at the mosque last day Puput became curious with Mas Pandu. He said he had a crush on his sister Tiara. Yes, with a heavy heart I became the source.

"Yes Put. Tadi Mas Pandu who called"

"Say what Na?"

"Good night" I answered honestly.

"How to say to you Na!"

"Well, call him to my number, if he calls your number, he'll say it to you, Puput!" Hid. I am so anxious this same boy.

"Eh, yes. Keep saying what else?"

"She said he'd come here"

"Really!!!!" Duh! Could be my ear-bearer if this is the case.

"Yes Put yes!" I immediately left Puput when I saw Astri carrying his fish.

"Astri!, I'll help you take it!"

"Oh. Thank you" and the bucket of fish turned to my hand.

Arriving at the terrace it turns out that the furnace is finished. And the fish I brought was welcomed by Indra to burn.

"Nlala! Here-here!" I approached the friends who were hanging out on the mat.

"Wahh! Very noble of you!" My ejek.

"We have a noble duty. Keep the fish from being eaten by cats. What cat is gais?"

"RAT CAT!" they all chimed in said Tika.

Fuck up!

While the nice girls were whistling pretty and leha-leha on the mat, the boys were trying to burn the fish. Poor them. We want to do it too. Wkwkwk.

A black car was parked outside. A car I know very well, whose car if not Mas Pandu. When he got out of the car, I approached him.

"Wahh! Bring what mas?" I investigated two bags of crackles that were in his right and left hands respectively.

"Kok bother anyway mas? It's going to be good" I said. And he laughed.

Our conversation apparently drew some boys closer. Those with sumringah faces immediately opened their hands to Mas Pandu. Yes, being bribed with food will definitely not refuse.

They brought Mas Pandu to join the burning event. While the crackle containing chicken I brought to the kitchen to be cut into pieces. He said Mas Pandu had not asked to be cut as the seller, hurry because.

"This is how he tried? Never once have I cut a chicken that is still intact gini" I murmured.

"Let me take care of this!" The chicken now switched hands to someone who had suddenly arrived.

"Eh, thanks to Nopal! Can you?" My toot.

"Look at it later" he then took a rather large knife.

Gluey!

I gulped a rough gulp. This is if the one who brought the knife Nopal is a bit spooky huh? His face is undefined. Is it okay, his psychopath soul relapsed because he saw a soft prey?

Duh. So goosebumps gini right.

Brak!

Allohu!

The chicken is split in two!

If you go to the market see the brothers who cut the chicken I am mediocre. Lah this! See Nopal execute the chicken, my eyes are melting. Walking a bit backwards. I do not know why, suddenly I want to retreat which fall even mepet into the bathroom.

"What are you doing there, Na?"

"Eh! No! No fucking shit! You go on there!"

"Oh. Yaudah" he then continued the pending work.

But if you look around, Nopal is quite good at this business. Like he's used to it.

"You're so good at chopping chicken Pal?"

"Oh that, my mom had a chicken slaughterhouse. So yeah I know a little bit about ginian business"

Oohh panties.

But still, he better not have to hold a knife or anything like that. Horrified!

"Why the hell Na? Rich people are afraid of it"

"What? No puny!" My elak is slightly approaching her. So that he believes I'm not afraid.

"Hmm.. don't you want to say?" I'm still quiet. Time ya have to be honest if I have a little fear that this close-by guy. He will be hurt again.

"Gini yes Na. Honestly, among other boys, you rarely interact with me. Rich keep that distance" he said. Yes, really what he said.

"Interaction? Rich you are an astral creature using interaction. Hehe"

Crick.

Crick.

Fearing huh?

Yes indeed. To be honest with her.

"It's not for no reason that I keep your distance. Gini, emm.don't laugh! Maybe this reason just doesn't make sense. But yes" I paused for a moment, wanting to see his reaction. And it seemed like he was waiting for me to continue with my words.

"Actually I was a little afraid of you, because you are a hobby to watch sadistic films. I thought you had the rich souls of a psychopath" I said softly to this passage.

One sec.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

"Wahahhahahahaa" he laughed.

"So because of that? Haha"

"I told you not to laugh!"

"Yes-iya sorry!. So the reason you're just because of that?" Repeat again, and I nodded.

"Hmm.. How did Na make it clear" was he confused how I was?

"Gini deh, anyway from now on you don't have to be afraid of me. The movie is just a hobby, and I swear! I don't think about being that psychopath"

"Yes sorry, Pal" my great-grandson.

"It's okay. Anyway yes Na, I saw the neighbor's cat die just so I was sad. Cut the chicken too, actually in the heart already has no heart. But yes, brave. From that example, the conclusion has been drawn that I have no heart"

"Yes-yes, I believe"

"That's dong! So from now on do not hesitate if you want to ask for help, or want to talk. Okay?"

"okay!"

"Jude, now we're out. I'm done here" he showed me the pieces of chicken that had been cleaned and put in a bucket.

"You're Pal first, I'd like a drink first. Thirsty!" And he left me.

So all this time I just misunderstood Nopal, in fact he was cool as a friend. I was too afraid of my negative thoughts and ended up deducing how someone was. It must be honest so that there is no misunderstanding.

Out of the house my sense of smell has been spoiled with delicious aromas typical of grilled fish. Can't wait to eat later. I approached the friends who were sitting on the mat. Apparently true, they keep the burnt products so that they are not eaten by cats.

"Soof thuh!" I said while trying to grab one fish.

Nah!

"Aw!! It hurts my hand" the fish keeper is right.

"Enak wants to eat, others still do not eat! Later, eat together!" Dihs. Queen judes is in action. Speaking well can.

"Yes mom, then Cinderella's back" I said to laughter from friends. If this is like a stepmother who oppresses Cinderella because she can't eat well.

Hehe. Rasain Ge is labeled as a cruel stepmother!

"Food is siaaapp!" Said the boys compactly by carrying a tray containing fish and grilled chicken.

Finally, after a long wait.

Tonight we will continue to eat together. Do not forget we distribute the food to the neighbors who were escorted by Rangga and Astri. Not good too if the neighbors smell good but do not feel it. At least this way we try to be good neighbors, right?

After eating together, we form a circle. Just to spend the night exchanging stories.

Yheng!

The sound of the guitar being plucked shifts our focus. Apparently Rangga was ready with a guitar on his lap. Who is the vocalist?

"I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in and follow my lead"

What?!! The Pandu who sang?

I don't think his voice is sweet either. Although it feels a bit awkward because my girl friends blatantly praise her. Especially the Puput! Not blinking his eyes from before.

Hmm. but...

How from earlier Mas Pandu his eyes stole a look at me huh?!!

Haish! Start the PD.

Instead of me er an, better eat cassava chips that are already in front of me.

Bodo is very the same Mas Pandu from earlier the lyrics here. Maybe his intention was to look at the person next to me. Cuek aja Na! Enjoy the music while sending plus snacking on balado cassava chips.

The song stops with the fire extinguished. One by one it began to disperse as the day had started to night and the cold began to puncture the bones. I'm delivering Mas Pandu to the front.

"Thank you, yeah! You're the same friends you accepted me tonight"

"Yes mas. We also thank you, Pandu, for bothering to buy materials for burnt as well"

"That's just think of it as an introductory greeting"

"OK!" Mas Pandu started getting in his car.

"You've invited Tiara for tomorrow afternoon, haven't you?"

Aye! Tiara's birthday tomorrow. He invited me, Salma, Abdul, and Rangga to come. I haven't bought the card yet.

"Yes, I've done it"

"Don't think of a gift! Your presence is enough"

Like a psychic knows my mind.

"Hehehe. yes Mas" the mouth said yes, but in the heart it was grumbling.

Where is possible to the birthday party do not bring a gift. Even though the host did not bother, it was still sad.

"I went home first!" He said while inserting the head that was originally in the window of the car door.

"Yes, be careful!"

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam" I answered in parallel with the passing of the car through the silence of the road.