Stuck With Poor Farmer
Only the Poor

“Amber, Son. Mom is not papa.”

“Ibi gik cheeks.” Amber was upset with the mother who accepted what the man was doing. “Lu all can not be arbitrary ya tell my mother-in-law. All of them have their own tupoks!”

“Amber.” The mother tried to hold the child. I don't want Amber to get into a lot of trouble. "Udah let's get out of here. Don't be that."

Because Amber herself does not want to prolong the problem by removing her power. He took a deep breath and turned to the bathroom to refresh his mind. While Amber was inside, Ms. Dyah repeatedly apologized to the people there. "Please forgive my daughter-in-law, she still needs an adaptation. Sorry yes." Saying that way. 

Finally, when Amber came out of the bathroom, Ibu Dyah immediately pulled her to the warehouse that was below to finish the job. Indeed, Ibu Dyah himself was disappointed because he had to work here when he expected to make a cake or something. "Don't talk about anything else. Let's finish this later we go home."

"Mother, don't be fooled. Fight kali. Can you karate? I will teach you later. I can, even if it's just a horse."

Dyah's mother smiled when she heard the son-in-law say that. Because there is still trash that must be transported to the top. Amber where could have seen that old lady. Finally he helped to lift her up in a hurry. "Later if Amber was rich. Amber help me not to be loved again," he said like that. 

"Yes, Nduk. Thanks in advance."

Once done with all the work there, Amber did not want to linger here for long. He asked very Mother to immediately take him away from here. "Our mother went straight home, right?"

"Then I'm afraid there's something I have to do again, Nduk."

"What else, Mom? Let's go home." Can't bear to go home. "Yes? Home huh? Amber told me mommy's here."

"Yes ayok ayok." For pity to see Amber too. Dyah's mother immediately asked to go home by asking permission from Kadus' mother. "Mom, I'm sorry can I go straight home? If there is another job. You can ask for something else."

Kadus mother actually wanted to refuse them to go home because there were still some things that had to be resolved by Ms. Dyah. But when Ibu Kadus saw the figure behind Mother Dyah was looking at him sharply, she was brave and finally nodded. "Yes, Mom. Sorry, I told you to clean up the warehouse. It's what makes cakes a lot."

"What's up, Mom."

"But I brought the wages first," said the figure choosing to step into the room to bring the wages

There Amber returned. "Eat if what it is must match what is said. Kadus' mother is that. The talk can't be kept."

"Had it." Mother Dyah smiled back at the child. Trying to tell Amber that she's okay. Although the truth is not like that. 

"This, Ma. Thanks to ya."

"Not the same," said Amber annoyed. "Mom next time it should match yes. If my mother wants to be placed in a cake, that must be the way it is. Don't be a person. Have you ever seen Indosair? I'm the victim, karma exists, Mom. Take care of me." Then grasped Mom's hand and took her away from there. 

"Sir, even if we are looked down upon as them, we cannot be as displeased as that. We can't be like them."

Dyah's mother did not hear any reply from Amber. He even heard Amber who was hiccuping. Until Ibu Dyah stopped his steps. "You crying?"

"No, just a cold" she wiped away the tears. It turned out like this to be a poor man. Looking at one eye is painful. 

"Sir, why cry?" Asked Mother Dyah looked at the worried daughter-in-law who was answered by Amber's head as soon as she got home. 

"Januar when to go home? He said lunch was coming home."

"If you don't eat here. Maybe he's eating out."

"To the restaurant? Not bring it?"

"No, it means eating there like a banana or something still full." My mother is counting the money in her hands. He looks busy. "Nduk here. It's for you."

Amber looked at the money given by Mother Dyah with a flat gaze. "Less huh? Yaudah. It's cosmetic buyin there, enough times huh?"

"Wouldn't. Make it Mom." Turning his face away feeling sorry for Mother Dyah. And refusing to cry again in front of Mother Dyah, Amber chose. "You need a break. Go to bed."

"Oh yaudah no papa. Is this money sure you don't want it? Simpen it."

Still shaking his head. "Given to Mom. Simpen, Let Mother have a handle," she said as she then went into her room again. 

Amber closed the door, she slept on her stomach until her tears just came. Turns out, this is what it's like to be poor, buddy? Humiliated even laughed at. Which makes Amber want to be rich again. But how? Does he have to work? But what can he do? 

Eventually, Amber closed her eyes slowly and fell asleep. If he was not rich in this world, then he would be rich in his dream world. 

Dyah's mother confirmed Amber's condition, she went into the daughter-in-law's room quietly and found Amber was asleep while lying on her stomach. His hands stretched out stroking the hair of the figure. "Sorry, Nduk." Like that before it finally came out again. 

Amber woke up again when the sun was at its peak. His body was covered in sweat from sleeping too long and there was no AC here. "Haduhhh," he said. Get up and see the phone, it's noon. Amber rolled her eyes. He must learn to cook. "Mother!" His screams came straight out of the room. 

"Why?" Dyah's mom was shocked not to play. 

"Januar's home yet?"

"Not yet, I want to go to the field. But make it first."

"Oh, haven't made it?" Amber smiled immediately. "I want dong to cook. Keep going there, okay?"

"Can. Here, Nduk. We'll cook your favorite food of January. Saute the fern leaves."

Just looking at it was terrible for Amber, but she tried to be sure that the in-laws' cooking was always good. "Crazy the January guy likes to eat this? I am ogah."

"Sir, he said he wanted to start being a good wife for January, try to call him a polite one too. Call Mas, how?"

"Mass?" Just now imagining, Amber had already smiled to herself. "Ah shame."