THE BLESSING OF PICKPOCKETING
YOU WOKE UP MY HOE

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“That's rubbed red that's spicy. Which is in medium gray color,” replied bu Tiwi.

“Iya yes. If you do not take it yourself, it can be wrong. I certainly take the non-spicy,” bu Basalamah do not like spicy. 

“Therefore more than we bring here yes,” bu Lesmana so not good on its own.

“I ordinary. Even until degan, so leaves, thinning always I bring when every week looking at Amie when she was sick first,” bu Diah told me what she brought. 

“Iya, even if you buy yourself yo not too expensive or not difficult to find. But the results of kebon are different, yes,” bu Basalamah agrees with bu Diah.

“If the red turi and kecombrang or genjer flowers are a bit difficult even in the traditional market,” replied bu Diah. He and Ms. Basalamah are still diligent kedapur. Unlike Lesmana who may not know whether the current salt in the kitchen there is still stock or not. That woman never went into the kitchen.

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Finished getting into each car. Before going home, Mr. Cokro asked for all lunch first. This lunchtime menu is duck. Mrs Basalamah tilling ducks into tongseng and rica-rica. Although he does not like spicy, but he is good at cooking. 

No one is dissatisfied. They also said goodbye because they took Farouq and Ilham to the airport. 

Shamelessly Farouq brought a lot of salak as souvenirs. He brought pondoh salak while Ilham brought honey salak. No one wants to bring ivory. 

“May the following meeting Ilham and Farouq have brought candidates yes,” goda sir Cokro.

“Wah if you are still a candidate do not bring a meeting that stays. Where to sleep?” mr. Farhat even forbid.

“That means it should be stopped Bi?” immediately goda Jhon for his two brothers-in-law. 

“Well it ... the..,” Goda Putro. 

“We discussed in group chat,” says Farouq. 

“Siaaaap,” says Ragil. If he and Revelation have not been pursued by a mate because their age is still far from Inspiration and Farouq.

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Finally the day that Putut and Amie are waiting for is coming. 

One more week they will hold their wedding reception which they had done ten months ago. I won't have them back. 

As per the custom of the village, then one week before the reception of the house of Cokro began to bustle. There is already a cooking team, there is already a village committee and more. In the village there is still a term that means to help. 

So for almost ten days or even two weeks the mothers and fathers in the neighborhood of the people who will be ghosts have come to help.

Amie and Putut don't go into that business. Putut has not opened the cast even though it is quite smooth road. And Amie's getting tired faster. He just wants to sleep. Lazy moving. So they're still in the back. For the event before the reception is still using the kitchen bu Tiwi. It will be three days before the new reception will cook at the back. 

“Build Yank,” whispered Putut on Amie. His wife's stomach hasn't changed. She's elus the baby-to-be in Amie's belly. 

“Mas knows, but maem first yes. Poor baby if the mother is lazy maem,” Putut persuades his wife to fill the stomach first.

“Maem, take vitamins then later bobo again,” Putut tried to wake Amie who had pulled back the blanket. It is now almost eight in the morning. After the morning prayers his wife immediately went back to sleep.

Unable to be awakened normally, Putut deliberately rubbed Amie. Instead of waking up, Amie instead pulled her husband and hugged tightly so that Putut could not tempt Amie because she finally had her own mission. Something woke up and had to be done.

“Please Yes Yank,” Putut kissed his wife who looked exhausted because she had been hoeed by her rice fields. 

“Mas mode ih,” regret Amie.

“You are fishing Mas. If you do not narik Mas, Mas just build you aja koq,” kilah Putut do not want to be blamed. 

“I narik let Mas silent 'no rest building me,” reply Amie again.

“But you even built my hoe. Where he wants diem when he wakes up,” Putut yo still ngeyel do not want to be blamed.

“Part you also like ‘kan?” the next Putut Goda.

“Iyaaaaah,” replied Amie. Now he had to get up because he was about to clean himself from the rest of the crop just now. 

“Now so sleepy Mas,” Putut tired so want to sleep again.

“Iiiiiih .. don't bobo. Accompany dedek maem first,” pinta Amie. If you have used the reason for dedek, of course the father can not refuse.

“Paat turn to bobo, dedek ask accompany maem. From earlier Dad woke up aja lazy dedek,” grumbled Putut. He got up and prepared to accompany his wife to breakfast. 

“Pengen maem sambel fried krecek deh Mas,” Amie suddenly nyeletuk want fried sambal krecek.

“Now there are maem. Later Mas ask bulek Irah look to the seller gudeg,” replied Putut. He immediately went to the back calling his house assistant. 

“Sama gudeg and if there is a jenangnya also want yes Mas,” because Putut said to tell people to buy, then Amie all order gudeg and rice porridge. 

It is not difficult to get krecek fried sambal in a location near their home. Because it's still quite early in the morning. Even the afternoon and evening were easy. That's what amie's pregnancy is all about this time. All he wants is natural and easy to get.

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