Young Ustadz
#224
Arriving at the intersection, where there lined up the sales in the cart.Sort of food the traders were selling, selling,starting from keering food to wet food.Ranging from fainted food to heavy food is on sale there.
"Stop stopping!" kang Hatim stopped his car and looked left to right.
"There's no fried rice man!" kang Hatim.
"That's a fried fryer!'' Hana put up her veil.
"Want to buy that?" ask kang Hatim.
"Yes! May it?"
"Can!" kang Hatim replied with a forced smile.
"Let's get off!"
"You just wait here, the back is coming down!"
"No way!"
"Biii!"
"Yetoooo!"
"Yes already!" kang Hatim and Hana said they went out first after the door lock was opened.
"Oh God! Not very patient!" kang Hatim came down and followed Hana to the cart of the fry seller.
"It's mbak!" said the seller gave Hana a scraped bag and she accepted it.
"How many sir?" ask kang Hatim.
"Ten thousand!" replied the seller.Kang Hatim also paid him with the right money.
"Thank you sir!" kang Hatim.
"Same same!" answer the seller.
"Let's sir!" said Hana.
"Let's go ahead!" traders answer.
"Buy what else?" ask kang Hatim.
"Fried rice!" he and Kang Hatim returned to the car, but Hana did not enter, just save the new one he bought.
"Why not go in?'' ask kang Hatim.
"That's a slaughterer telor!" answer Hana, Kang Hatim also looked there and here to see the martabak sale.
"You want to buy one too?"
"Maybe?"
"By,beh!" answer kang Hatim.
Hana holds the hand of Hatim kang and takes him to the martabak penjuan Hana wants.Kang Hatim can only submit to obey Hana's will.
"Sir I want the martabaknya one portion yes, which is special!'' said Hana.
"Okay, please sit down!" said the seller because Hana had to wait because her hammer was made impromptu.Kang Hatim also followed Hana sitting on a bench that has been provided there.
"Gak papa dong, if you do not run out can make bi Ina,bi Asih!" said Hana.
"Yes, whatever!" kang Hatim.
"Well, don't you think?" ask Hana.
"What a love that doesn't do to you!"
"Thank you!" kang Hatim answered him with a nod and a smile.
"Bikin' one mbak?'' ask seller.
"Yes, just one sir!" answer Hana.
"This is mbak, it's over! The sauce is inside!"
"Oh yes sir, how much?" ask Hana.
"Thirty thousand!"
"Kang, where's the money?" Hana put his hand.Kang Hatim also gave fifty thousand pieces of money.
"This is the money!"
"Good one!" said the merchant."Here's the change of twenty thousand!"
"Ah yes thank you!"
"The same as mbak!"
"Buy what else?"
"From a long time ago my friend once bought a boba! I've never been kang!'' answer Hana.
"Never what?"
"Never tried!"
"Want to buy?"
"Yes, can you? I'm curious!''
"Can!"
"Let's do it!" back pulling the hand kang Hatim took it to the boba handyman.
"Mom, I bought the bob one huh!" said Hana.
"Two ma'ams!" kang Hatim.
"What do you want?" ask the mother.
"What feelings are there, ma'am?" ask Hana.
"It can be seen there!" the mother replied pointing to a small poster attached and describing the price and taste.
"Vanilla taste bu one! What do I want to taste?"
"Brown!" answer kang Hatim.