Stuck With Poor Farmer
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"Have he come home?" Ask Amber after the shower. Which was immediately embraced by Ms. Dyah. It was beautiful to go home shortly after Amber left. 

"Mother if you want to cook, wait for me. Put on a shirt first," he said so and stepped into the room. Amber should take a shower later, but she wants to look beautiful when she gets home in January. 

Looking at the makeup she had, Amber smiled wryly. There are only a few brands that are not even famous. Making sure again his face that used to do treatment every three days, now looks a bit dull. "Ck. It feels like being poor. Bullshit says money is not everything. With money, we can buy everything including people's self-esteem."

Afraid that her face will get ugly and that January won't like her anymore. Sure enough Amber that January likes her only because of her beautiful face. If he gets weird, then Amber will definitely be left out and the man chooses Beautiful. Usually men like that. 

"Sir, spit if you want to cook. I'm waiting for you."

"Start." Amber did a search first about the mask of herbal ingredients that are here. A cucumber? Hmmm, try it. 

"Mother?"

"Just be good, Mom." Amber immediately closed the phone after reading to the bottom without opening the link. But she remembered what she would wear to the mask. 

"Later January the hunt came home. Must cook cepet. What do you want to masakin?"

"It's usually grass, right? That one." Pointing to the kale leaves which made Mother Dyah chuckle. "It's just the grass, ma'am. Same with fried vegetables."

"Road?"

"That's the time."

Because Amber was in charge of cutting vegetables, so she had to hurry. If Mother Dyah did it, it would be guaranteed that her daughter-in-law would be angry. Although the pieces are large and not suitable, Mother Dyah understood her. He always cut it off again when Amber didn't realize she wasn't offended. Because after finishing cutting the cut, Amber will focus on staring at her cellphone. "Mom, don't have a parfume? I'm afraid I'll smell if I've been a commoner for a long time."

"Parfumes? There's no one. Mother rarely wears. The clothes are made of fragrant cake, Nduk."

"His master is also a sachet for the clothes of three people, where the feeling."

"You don't smell anything."

"So, just worry." Even now Amber's focus is only on her phone. He tried to find good skincare but at a sloping price. Unfortunately, Amber didn't get it at all. There is no skincare with such good quality, but the price is cheap. 

"Sir if you have, you immediately prepare a place to eat there."

"Where are you going?"

"You buy salt. That's abis."

"To the stall?"

"Yes. Wanna come?"

Amber wanted to come along to make sure no one was bothering her mother-in-law. But, Amber wants to prepare with the arrival of January. Because he didn't want to turn away in January. So Amber collected some of the ingredients she read on the internet to make a mask. His pounding tool also uses a place to make sambel. Of course, with plastic. Amber took him into the room, prep for later. He'll do it in the middle of the night, because he doesn't want anyone to see him including January himself.

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"Mother where?"

Shocked not to play when January arrived to open the door. Look back and find the whereabouts of January there who are no longer wearing tops. The man looked back at his wife. "Why see me like that? What's up?" Ask January while keeping the hoe behind the door. 

"No papa." Amber smiled, She secretly admired the body of the husband who was so sexy. The man came towards her. Which makes Amber ready to advance the lips because she thinks she will be kissed. But in fact, in January even take the cans in place of the spice and put money there. 

Amber clucking. "Cirain wants to be in ci– Hmmphh!" Fortunately, January did it right. 

It feels weird, it tastes cucumber. But Amber likes it. "Ekhem!" Pounding himself after getting the surprise of the kiss. "Well, what's that shit for? Why not dipake?"

"It's for you to seek treatment if you need it at any time."

"Oh." Amber knew that her in-laws had a pretty serious illness. But he doesn't know how bad it is. "Why haven't you been taken outpatient since now? That's a lot of gardens, right? Why not sell some of it to get Mommy healed?"

"Mom didn't want to spend the rest of her life in the hospital. He wants to enjoy it here."

"Well, do you want to die again?"

No time to answer in January, Ibu Dyah came first. The sound of his footsteps rang out to make January move away from Amber, afraid of misunderstanding. But it turns out that Dyah's mother has seen it. "Oh, still a newlywed can't be left alone."

January took his breath in. "Mom, if you want to buy what say the same to me. Buy later. Don't go out."

"Mom's just out in a minute. Why are you panicking like that?"

How not to panic when Ibu Dyah coughed cough like now. "Bring there first" said Amber, stopping the tension between them. 

Go to the bathroom to clean up. Amber approached the in-laws. "Mom, lots of gardens. Why don't you want to sell? Let me heal you too."

My mother just smiled. "Mom knows, if for example to the hospital, I would have been there for a long time."

"That means yes? You're dying soon?"

Mother Dyah chuckled. "Later if Mom dies, you take care of the garden here. Don't sell. It's the only treasure you have, a relic from an old man."

"Mother even though she will be able to renovate the house if she sells one of the gardens." Still trying to persuade. Because after all, Amber expects herself to get at least one treatment as well. 

"And Mom already said, if you for example want a big house, ask for the same January. He can love you everything. I can't remodel this house. It's the only legacy of both of Mom's parents, too."

Only a breath can be done by Amber. It's hard to pull someone who's been contaminated and focus on their past. "Mom, don't you want to live comfortably anyway? Selling one of the gardens does not make us poor. We are poor."

"Later to say the same thing in January if you are not comfortable here."