Planting Longing in the Rambut Tree
ACEH_"I'm going home, Mother."
The appointment I planted with the seeds on the front page. I hope his promise will grow with the root of the garbage. Strong and firm does not waver. Then in his day when he comes home, the tree will fall with the longing that has been paid off. A kind of laughter pleased Mr Farmer pushing my fields in the fields.
Portrait of sepia portrait embraced closely. Some parts of the temple were destroyed for long. I stroked the image, like stroking her bleak cheeks and pimples growing around her nose. Longing has attacked me. I can no longer control the fall of tears. Until without sobbing and wailing, my tears fell on my cheekbones to moisten my flesh. I really miss
Though myopic, I can still see up close to the ancient tree. The rhinoceros above the form of my mound. The roots begin to porous and hollow. Sometimes I see from the cavity at that moment, a reptile appears. Maybe a python or boa that drags a game of rats and chicks. The cotton that had been harvested and sold as pillow mattresses, had not been long ago. Still flowering, but old age seems no longer a power to keep the rope lining its branches. Now the tree leaves only a dry, tired branch supporting the rest of its leaves. Greyy gray.
"Lik Pasini, how can I be felled?"
My thoughts are dispersed. I put the figura on the table carefully. My hands are shaking. Menik stood in front of the door waiting for my answer. His hands were tied around his waist. He has repeatedly said, inevitably, that the tree will be cut down. What's the point of saving a tree to keep its soul leveled? The tree has also failed to produce kapok. Old unfruitful old trees are preserved for long. Like keeping baboon chicken without ever producing eggs. Not profitable This can be dangerous.
Menik really want to destroy it. Rumah Menik is next door to my house. Only limited by beluntas fencing clumps attached to grocery stores and LPG gas warehouse owned. Every Tuesday, there will be a big truck that will replace the empty tube with a new blue-green tube.
"Young, my son is not back yet," I defend.
"When he goes home, tell him to plant a durian only, or teak, the price of millions when sold," said Menik.
Kukulum bottom lip. I felt rough wrinkles. It used to be lipstick lips. Many men are interested in my lips. Now, no one likes dry and wrinkled lips even though it has been flavored with a blush.
"Menik, if you need firewood, just take your husband from the old branches."
"Lik Pasini, now not the age of firewood, clean petrol, anti-soot."
"Then wait until my son comes back, let him cut it himself."
"The tree is old, Lik Pasini."
But my memories and my purse are still in the tree. The sentence stopped at the roof of the mouth. And what came out was, "Then what to do in a hurry?"
"What makes a child fractured and should be stitched on the head, or the nest, is not enough to make you want to tear it up? It could be your rand tree as a genderuwo and wewegombel palace." Sentence Menik sound very loud. My chest tightened to hear it, like there was a crab that was secretly digging into every part of it.
I mafhum the nature and purpose Menik cut down trees. His character is not much different from his poor mother. Although my neighbors and neighbors coincided, I was still subjected to sly Menik's behavior. He always tried to take advantage of me though weak but not senile. I have been weak in keeping the soil and taking care of the house. Menik take advantage of all that. Feeling upstairs, when I had to fight me.
There was once some electrician and uniformed phone call coming into me. They asked for permission to cut down the jackfruit and pakel trees on the broad side of the road. Will be made power poles and new phones. I agree. The opportunity is beneficial for Menik. The arrival of a chainsaw, utilized Menik to shave five teak trees in the backyard. Then without asking permission, sell it as a capital set up shop. I prefer silence Create what to debate
Menik that I'm sure will win if against me? I prefer to legowo by not burdening my own feelings.
So the desire to cut down a ritual tree certainly has a favorable motive for him. When a large raid tree right at the fence between my house and Menik lifted, surely he freely shifted peg pegs. I can assure you that after the old rhino disappears, the expanse of Menik land will increase.
"The tree has endangered many people," Menik said. Now her voice was tidied up. But more humble, the tattoo pierced my chest.
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