Putri Tangguk
Once, in the Land of Flowers, District Sertaau Kerinci Jambi, there is a woman named Putri Tangguk. He fate with his husband and seven children. To meet the needs of his family, he and her husband plant rice in the rice field which is only as wide as a cuddle. Although only the width of the land, the rice field can produce very little rice. Every time it is harvested, the rice crops in the fields rise again and yellow. Harvested again, reappear, and so on. Her blessings of perseverance worked day and night reaping rice, the seven large barns of her pad were almost full. But it made him forget to do other work. He sometimes forgot to take a bath so his dust can be scraped with a spoon. He also did not have time to stay with his neighbors and take care of the seven children.
On one night, when her seven children were asleep, Princess Tangguk told her husband lying on a bed.
"Bang! Younger sister has tired every day reaping rice. Younger sister wants to take care of the children and stay in touch with the neighbors, because we are kind of isolated, "said Princess Tangguk against her husband.
"Then, what is your plan, Dik?" Asked her husband in a low voice.
"Look, Bang! Tomorrow Brother wants to meet the seven rice barn beside the house to supply our needs in the next few months, "said Putri Tangguk.
"Alright then. Tomorrow our children will take to the rice fields to help transport the rice home, "replied her husband.
"Yes, Bang!" Answered Princess Tangguk.
A few moments later, they fell sound asleep because of exhaustion after working almost a day last night. As the night continued to dissolve, it suddenly rained heavily. The rain just stopped when the day started early. impact, all roads in the village and into the rice fields become slippery.
After breakfast, Putri Tangguk with her husband and seven children went to the rice fields to reap the rice and transport it to the house. On the way to the rice fields, suddenly Putri Tangguk came to a halt and fell. Her husband behind her immediately helped her. Despite being helped, Princess Tangguk is still angry.
"The streets are no better!" Barked Princess Tangguk.
"OK! Rice that I will harvest later I will hide here as a substitute for the sand so that no more slippery, "he added.
After harvesting rice that is not small, almost all the rice they bring scattered on the road so no more slippery. They just lifted up a little rice and put it in a rice granary. In accordance with his promise, Putri Tangguk did not have time to reap the rice in his wetland. Now, he filled his days with weaving cloth. She made clothes for herself, husband, and for her children. But, his busy weaving the fabric again made him forget to stay in touch with his neighbor's house and take care of his seven children.
On one day, Princess Tangguk prefers to weave cloth from morning to evening, so forget to cook rice in the kitchen for her husband and children. Putuk Tangguk is still engrossed in weaving until late at night. The seven children fell asleep. After the weave of the weave, Putri Tangguk went to sleep beside her children.
At midnight, the youngest was conscious of starvation. She cried for food. Luckily Princess Tangguk could persuade her to fall asleep again. Over time, his other children came to life by turns, and he successfully persuaded him to go back to sleep. However, when his eldest son woke up and asked for a meal, he did not persuade him, but scolded him.
"Hey, you guys are big! No need to be served like a child. Grab your own rice in a pan. If no, take the rice in a tin and cook it yourself. If there is no rice, grab the rice in the barn and mash yourself! "Cried the Princess Responding to her eldest son.
Because of starvation, the Eldest also obeyed his mother's words. However, when he entered the kitchen, he found no rice in a pot or rice in a can.
"Mom! Rice and rice are all gone. Please crush and mash the rice! "Pleaded the eldest to his mother.
"What did you say? Rice and rice have run out? As far as the mother remained, there was cold rice in the remaining pot yesterday. Rice on the cans of any kind still exist for two times tanak. Of course there are thieves who enter our homes, "said Putri Tangguk.
"Yes, then, then. Just keep hungry until tomorrow morning! Mother lazy menu
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