BAD WIFE
AGRA VILLAGE

"Darling, why did you see you standing there?"

"Mas, I was. This is mas, my flip-flops are broken. Sorry I'm late with the challenge."

"It's okay baby, as long as we don't break up like these sandals."

Ahhaha!!

"Let's not wear a mat, you wear sandals mas."

"Bashful huh, dreadlocks continue. Uh, but what's mas use? Don't, I'll go home and change my sandals."

"Honey, your husband will always protect and succumb. Where can you see you do not wear sandals, while the perfect mas wear. Let the mas wear sandals next door or even nyeker, it's okay to give up. Don't be tired, the baby's a tired follow."

"Maas," blushed in embarrassment.

Hanum smiled, then forgot to look at some residents who whispered he was a sweet couple. They greeted and approached.

"Bu Hanum, please. The husband's real attention."

"Ah, this is ma'am. Coincidentally Rico..?" it stopped when Rico cut it.

"It should be so mom. Husband's time can see his wife is wearing sandals. Especially next to that."

"Well, if our husbands are mah. Huuuuhuu." cheering.

"Why, same mom?"

"Alah ma'am Hanum origin know ya, ten years already married rich gini mother looks. Yes, if you bring rice side dishes in the middle of eating alone. Not afraid of the cooking, especially bini already brought it." cibir bu Ropiah.

"That bill, but naturally still the atmosphere of the bride. So still seger seger asem noni." civetug mom Romlah on bu Ropiah.

Eheeuk! Hanum covered his face a little coughing, when the mother of the village rumpi and ghibah. However Rico glanced as if it was itching and whispered to Hanum.

"God, and we'll be sweet to old." whispered Rico.

"Duh, mommy. You all went to your husbands in the tegal, it's too hot! not love to drink, dry throat husband mother's throat. Even the same hibah Ms. Hanum and Mr. Rico."

"Duh Pak Desa, sirik aja. His name is also an acquaintance as well as ajakin rumpi. When else try, deket am city people. Mari ma'am Hanum, me and everything first huh. Understandably sirik lemes village sirik bae it." said Mr. Romlah.

"Yes ma'am, same." Hanum replied.

So Hanum and Rico salting a little. And Abdul called Rico to follow him. Hanum followed closely from the side staring at her husband's back.

They walked towards the plantation. Rico was given the idea of how all farmers can survive. From starting to plant seeds, as well as harvesting and possible crop failure.

"Where's the harvest in the milled, sir?" ask Rico.

"Wage if you can know how much Abdul sir. Sorry if it's a little sessnitive?" ask Rico.

"It is usually appreciated. Forty-two thousand Rico sir. But if the corn is about thirty-eight thousand." explained Mr. Abdul.

"Are they getting enough pay, sir?" ask Rico astonished.

"Yes, if this is clear village. For a day, mah. Yes enough is enough anyway."

Hanum glanced at one family, then saw five small children who were like steps. They were crowded around their parents who were working. No exception two children who have grown up helping the father plow the fields.

"Mas, with this kind of pay. The family there can still smile. Which other delights we should deny, there are still many more difficult than us."

"Yes, baby, you're right." Rico strengthened Hanum's hand.

Mr. Abdul takes Rico and Hanum around. From the stalls, post, the nearest puskesmas. The distance of Hanum's house is still surrounded by several houses. It's just that Hanum's part to the middle and a bit of a decent distance is not stuck. Then when tired, Hanum and Rico arrived at his house.

"Finally, one day in a new house. May blessings, may the night of halal thanksgiving bihalal also smoothly yes mas."

"Pretty, may we stay at this time to remain peaceful. You will not stay alone. Promise me, I'll always take care of you."

Hearing Rico's admiration, Hanum takes Rico's clothes and hangs them. He was a little confused about clothes hangers where later when drying. There was also one roof tile, and it would make Hanum confused when it rained.

"Baby stuff, isn't most of this gold?"

"Mas deliberately didn't bring all the darling. Just as necessary. But I'm sure we can arrange and clean the leaky roof. We call a handyman."

"Mas, but the money's the only one. If you pay, keep going the next day. You know, the whole atm is still blocked. Hanum really did not have time to withdraw that cash. Even our accounts are frozen."

"Don't worry, baby! mas will ask Mr. Abdul komendadin mas to become a farm worker. As long as we can connect with life first."

"Mas, but it's a rough job. I'm sure Hanum was worried."

"Darling mas are worried you live in mas, if it's about rough work or office. All the same, get a salary. Can still support you. And keep together."

Hanum was moved, he hugged Rico while saying out loud.

"Mas, wherever Hanum will continue to come. Whatever it is, thank you for being a wise man for our family, one day our children will be proud to have a father like us."

"Children will also be proud, to have a mama like you love." - sweet peck Rico.

And their eyes were fixed on a door, which stunned them.

The took! Tooks.