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A Reality Drama
There is a family who lives in a beautiful village. It’s Mr. Fikri’s Family. Mr.Fikri have a few
hectares of cornfield. He help other people have a job from his field. So, all the person in this
village live from his field.
Someday, in the morning Mr. Fikri sit in front the house, playing with his pet, a birds. And Mrs.
Fikri prepare the breakfast.
Father : Paijo come here. (sit on the chair) How about our cornfield? Is it already
harvest?
Servant : I don’t know sir. The field is not produce now. Because it was dry season.
Father : Really? Oh My God. How can it happened?
Servant : The ground are not productive anymore. The soil is haven’t nutritions anymore.
I don’t know why. And all the workers are worried about their future in this farm.
Father : Okay, I'll solve this problem. Tell the workers to keep work at the cornfield. I
hope the cornfield are better soon. Wait a minutes… (take a big pocket of money) This is all my
money now. Take this to fix the field from dry. I trust you to save our field.
Servant : Okay sir trust me. And I'll tell the workers soon.
Mother shoked.
Mr. And Mrs. Basalamah arrived at the hospital.
Doctor : As soon as possible. If you have healthy soon. So I think you can go home
tomorrow.
Daughter : Really? How happy I am. Mmm, doctor? I think I got this accident because I
have hurt my mom. I always yelling at her.
Doctor : Are you sure? I saw your mom yesterday, I thought that your mom very kind
and love you so much. Don’t you feel that?
Doctor : I suggest you to apologized to your mother and tell them that you love her.
Doctor : Yeah. I know you love your mother too. Oh, before you go home tomorrow,
don’t forget to drink your medicine. Twice a day. And keep your leg save. Don’t
work to much. (take some medicine)
Tomorrow morning…
Doctor : Mr. Fikri. Your daughter can go home now. She got better soon.
Daughter : Mom, thank you. I am sorry for my fault. I am so sorry to always make you mad.
Mother : Don’t worry dear. I know you are kind girl. Let’s go home now. (Hug her
daughter)
Servant : Oh God sorry. I have 10 years working with Mr. Fikri. But now, I want to quit.
The Cornfield are not produce anymore. The ground was already dry, the produce
of corn is not good like a years ago. All the workers are hopeless too. They want
to leave the field. (Sit on the chair)
Servant : Sorry, Who are you? I am not the owner of this field.
Servant : Mr.Fikri isn’t in this house. He go to the hospital. Her daughter is sick.
Bussinesman : Okay, tell me later if Mr. Fikri is home. Because I have something to do out
there. Thank You before.
Servant : Sorry Mr. Fikri, from now, I leave this field. I can help you anymore. This is the
last of my harvest. Bye Mr. Fikri.(take off his hat, sarong, and a piece of paper)
Mr. Fikri’s servant left his job to find the other job.
Father : What is this? (Put some paper on table in front of his house) Oh My God! Paijo
left our field.
Mother : Are you sure? He’s so kind to us. Let me see the paper. Oh God. We are
bankrupt. Our field is not productive anymore. How can this happen to our
family? I have to pay the hospital after Nadia sick, and now we don’t have job
anymore.
Father : I don’t know dear. I really confused now. Please be calm. Let take a rest. I don’t
want you to get sick.
God please help me to find way out of my problem. Too many problem God.
(Crying on his knee)
Father : Yes is. Who are you? And what do you want?
Bussinessman : I am Mr. Gerry from Pratama Company. I have to tell you some thing to make a
deal with you.
Father : What a deal? I don’t understand what are you talking about.
Bussinessman : Listen to me. I see that your field are not producing anymore. It’s because of the
dry and un-nutritions soil. It can’t be harvest anymore. I want to built a hotel and
a tourism object there. Do you see that hill? It have really beautiful scenery.
Father : So?
Bussinesman :I want to buy your field with high cost. And we can collaborate or work together.
I know it will provit and all the workers here get job again.
Mother : Really? Allhamdulilah. We can pay the hospital too. Thank you Mister.
Bussinessman : Your welcome. We have to make a deal soon.
Finally, Mr. Fikri are not bankcrupt and back to rich again.. Mr. Fikri’s family have an happy
ending