Stuck With Poor Farmer
Undergoing Roles

"Sleep again, Mom. It's still night. Later the mother of soy sauce." In January, she even put her arm around Mom Dyah's shoulder to return to her room. "Don't think about Amber. Let January take care of him."

While on the other hand, Amber pursed her lips. How foolish he was not to see the clock first. As January approached, Amber turned her face unwillingly to be stared at. Between shame and prestige. "Come to the room, go to bed again. It's still malem." January came and carried Amber arrived. 

Making the woman's mood so up, she smiled sweetly in the arms of the husband. Especially when the blanket is in the air. Warm and comfortable too. "Gue makes coffee. It's a shame I didn't drink that."

But January did not respond because he was really sleepy. "Ih January! Why sleep?"

"Yes, how do you want me to look? It's sleep, Amber. Sleeping again. Your head will hurt." Forced to sleep again by being pulled into his arms. 

The scent of January's body was unlike that of his ex, characterizing the scent of a rich man. There was only the smell of sunlight, but Amber liked it very much. Finally, he went to sleep without thinking about anything else. 

Hopefully he wakes up early to prepare for January needs. Yes, however Amber is happy if January praises her, appreciates her. 

In a dream, Amber was in a big house. His parents came back and made him happy, giving him all the amenities that Amber used to have. However, in fact it was a dream because when Amber woke up, she found herself in the arms of her husband. "Hhhhh. yaudahlah how again," he murmured thus. 

Before leaving the room, Amber looked at the clock first. Half-six, it's pretty good, isn't it? Amber came out of her husband's arms. 

He looked at January first and gave a kiss on his cheek before laughing to himself. "You'll see if you realize you keep knowing that I know you," he said out of there. 

Dyah's mother had not yet woken up, Amber let it go and focused on the coffee she had previously brewed. It was already cold, so Amber heated it in a small pot painstakingly lighting the fire. "It's hard!"

"Sir, are you awake? What else?"

"It's gonna turn on this can't be me."

"It's the same Mom." With great difficulty Mother Dyah who was still sleepy lit a fire before being left to the bathroom. Amber forced the coffee, then poured it in a glass. "Udah ah, I want to sleep again. I'm a good wife."

"Where are you going?"

"You're sleeping again. This is coffee made."

"Wouldn't you go cook?"

"Not ah again. My males," he muttered like that and went into the room. "Januar wake. Coffee is prepared. I'm going to sleep again."

January frowned. "Why sleep again?"

"Drowsy, while waiting for Mom to cook breakfast I want to sleep alone."

"Why don't you help me?"

"I'm saying sleepy." He plunged his face into the pillow and closed his eyes. Make January silent. Was he just woken up to have coffee? 

Waking up in January, out of the room. "Mom? Want help?" 

"No need. I'm asking you to take the tomatoes in the back."

"Yes, Mom."

"The same thing... chili huh? I'd like to ask you to bring me some chillies."

January nodded and walked away. On his return, he talked about what they would plant after the soil was ready to be planted again. "Then I'm like it again."

"But the price of corn is falling, ma'am. We plant rice. Now I have a water channel."

"Yaudah, I thought how good it was. Oh yeah, I'm going to the bank to save money."

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"Why is this coffee still here?" Asked Amber with a slightly annoyed face. He even saw another used glass of coffee had been drunk. 

"So you're the coffee angelin? That's not good, Nduk. But January for a new one." My mother felt guilty. He should just throw away the glass with the coffee that is still intact. 

"Where are we going now?"

Amber was very angry. So he went to the bathroom to clean himself first. While in the bathroom, Amber stared at herself in the reflection of the glass. "Gue is still pretty. But if long time not treated, later I become stern." So worried if he will become ugly. 

"Si January should be in charge of this mah, but he where there has money right?? That's poor."

I don't know why it all feels so shitty to Amber today. Even when January returned, Amber ignored him and went into the room to get dressed. 

"Your wife is angry because the coffee she made is not drunk."

"People don't feel good mom, time has to be drunk." January does not want to bother about anything. He thought of a way out of his problem that he could not tell anyone. 

"Maybe you should consider his offer, son. Let Amber not be miserable either."

"Mom, stop talking like that. January will be fixed with the initial choice." 

When Amber left the room, January gave without the mother to stop discussing it. 

"Ih, no meat?"

"Eat what is. It's delicious." January brought rice for his wife. He knew that Amber was angry with him. "This beer I want to go to the field again, want to go to the market also to bandingin price of fertilizer price. In the good house yes." His hands stretched out stroking Amber's hair. And that made Amber smile silently. 

"Where are you going?"

"Mom's going to Kadus' mother's house. Wanna come?"

"You what?"

"Told there. Most ask to help cook doang."

Because Amber was bored at home. So he nodded, was there anything else he could do other than accept the fact that he would be here forever? 

"Well shower?" Ask Amber in January. 

"Yet. Wh why? Smell huh?"

"Not really." Shaking his head strongly. Then an idea came into his head. While chewing, Amber smiled and her eyes looked up to think. 

"Sir, you don't have a congenital disease, do you?" Mother Dyah asked rather horrified to see Amber who was like that. 

Since January finished first, Amber was still there enjoying her breakfast. There is no meat, but so far the food is good and he can enjoy. 

As January stepped into the bathroom, Amber smiled so widely. 

January is scared too. "Why? Mules going to the bathroom?"

"No, get in the chips"

As soon as January entered, Amber immediately finished her meal and hurried to her feet. "Where are you going, Nduk?"

"You want to dress for your husband."

Dyah's mother is happy, although Amber is still up and down with her role as wife. And not wanting to make the son-in-law disappointed again, Ibu Dyah said to the child who finished bathing. "Your wife is ready to dress for you. Pake yes, don't let her down."

January raised his brow in confusion and finally nodded. He went into the room with Amber who cleared her throat and put on a flat face. "I'm ready for your clothes."

He looked down at what Amber meant. "It….. A shirt?"

"Let's be tidier. Go to the market, right? Usually people in shirts like to be more respected. You also look okay like you're wearing this.."

"Amber, I'm going to the market to pick up some chicken."

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