Mr. Tajir Fall in Love
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"Why don't you SMS me, Mom? I sent you a message from dawn." The sky today is about to leave his mother to the neighbors. But since morning, the neighbors did not come. He has sent a message.
"My body is broken, La. Want to be taken to the counter also afraid of expensive. There's no money yet" Ani said.
Blue came out of the room in neat clothes. He was about to go to college. "La, I can't want this," Blue pinta as she straightened the unbuttoned arm of her shirt.
"That's what her waist could be?" The sky checked her husband's pants. There's an improvement, his belt is right. Yesterday it was like a canned milk dragon in a picture of a bear, but it contained cow's milk.
"From college straight to work, Ru?" tanya Fitri, mother of Heaven.
"Yes, Mom. Today I told you to guard the ATM" Blue replied.
After his shirt was fastened to the sky, Blue walked into the kitchen. He saw a plate that already contained rice and eggplok. His eyes were looking for the existence of sweet soy sauce. There was only one sachet that had been opened by his side with scissors. Blue poured the soy sauce over her eggs.
"Eat Bu Ani," Blue invited while sitting on the living room carpet.
"Eat the cell phone again, Ru? Not bosen?" ask Bu Ani while giggling.
"No, his favorite person. Had been offered the same jerky still ask for eggs ceplok," timpal Langit. He brought Blue a glass of warm tea.
"Let's get better, use crackers blek, Ru. Enjoy already. The intestinal satay just lost," advised Bu Ani.
Blue looked at the Sky while flickering. "La, want it" she asked.
Sky nodded. He's getting out. Usually this morning, the crackers blek already roving around in the village. Blue kept his plate on the guest table and followed the sky out.
The sky stopped at an unwalled volleyball court. Blue's feet walked up to his wife. His eyes glanced at the strange sight near his wife.
"Just eat it. Why come along?" ask Sky.
"Here you buy a water toren?" tanyakanya.
"Toren what?" ask the confused Sky.
Blue pointed to the dependents of the crackers who are at a glance similar to the water toren and the shape is indeed large. It's just made of light zinc and painted green. Crackers in West Java at that time wore so dependents to sell crackers.
"It's the crackers, '" Sky explained. The cracker seller opens the lid of his dependents, he takes out the crackers from inside there and inserts in the crackle.
Blue thinks hard. What salesman is Ade Rai's drip, huh? Strong very bring toren this big. Soon she also found something strange. "White cracker sticks?" his protest.
"Ouh, if there's an orange. Do you want an orange?" tawar Langit's.
Blue shakes. "You are black" he answered.
"The black abis?"
"From the past there was also nothing black, jang," said the cracker.
"The good Bu Ani said it was a black cracker. Not the white one especially the orange," stressed Blue.
Cracker giggling. Sky shock. How she explained to her husband. "Yes this, this is called crackers blek," explained Sky.
"Not black? Kan Black means black" Blue protest.
"Jang, that means the blek is this loh," the cracker pointed to an object like a water toren containing crackers. "I mean the crackers of the blek are the crackers in this blek. Not black means black," insisted the cracker.
Blue oh. "It's a blek," quickly he put in the dictionary one trillion he said.
Finished giving the crackers, they went home. Blue was taught how to eat rice, soy sauce, eggs and crackers by Bu Ani. Face sparkles. It always looks good when eating.
"It's delicious, Mom. Blue likes it," he praised, clapping his hands.
"That's a great deal my husband. When else there is a husband eating rice as well as flat every day there is no boss. His wife does not need to cook strangely," licked the Sky.
"Bu Ani, let the real Heaven hape mother, huh? There is nothing Sky there is savings, really," bargained Sky.
"Hape Bu Ani why?" tanya Blue is curious.
"This, not the flame. It came out of the white screen anyway, but not long dead again," explained Bu Ani.
Blue nods. "Let the real Blue. Just relax." He took Bu Ani's cell phone and put it in his bag.
"Can you?" ask the Sky to worry. How could she entrust the hape Bu Ani to her husband who obviously opens the tupperw*re lid just can't.
"Can!" so lightly he nodded. This is not an exaggeration or a dream. "My car broke down in the middle of the road. I'm really on my own" he said arrogantly.
He was still trying to cut the eggplok on the plate with a spoon. Over time, Blue was upset as well. "Why not a knife, anyway. Cutting the eggs is hard," he complained.
Bu Ani rubbed his chest. He suddenly felt afraid of himself. Is the hape going to be okay?
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HELP PROMO THIS NOVEL, YUK. LET'S NOT JUST PORRIDGE, IMAGINARY ARTISANS ALSO WANT NAEK HAJI 🙏