Aged With You

Treaty

On Saturday afternoon, Fitri asked his parents for permission to go to the market to buy souvenirs for his friends in Jakarta, but it was not that easy to get permission from Mr. Sumarno.

He does not allow Fitri to go alone to the market. let alone the market is now different from a few months ago.now more dangerous.

With various considerations finally Fitri followed the direction of his father to allow him to accompany Fitri to go to the market.

Once agreed, the two will finally go to the market to go to the market at 3 pm.

 

a few hours later..

Pak Sumarno waited for Fitri, but Fitri did not appear to come out of his room, Pak Sumarno then knocked on the door of his favorite daughter's room, but there was still no answer. it turns out Fitri is still sleeping soundly in her bed.

"son, wake up son, it's already three and a half in the afternoon.so don't buy his souvenirs??" ask Mr. Sumarno.

Fitri is still not awake.

"son... Fitri dear." said Mr. Sumarno gently stroked Fitri's hair which decomposed on his pillow.

Fitri squirmed slowly.

"oh sir, Fitri is still sleepy" said Fitri.

"it's already at half-time three in the afternoon dear." said Mr. Sumarno.

Fitri then sat on his bed with a surprised face."hah, it's already three and a half??"

"yes son."..

"is it cooking sir??."

"just look at the clock on the wall."

Fitri then looked at the wall clock installed in his room. "uh, yes sir, yes Fitri ready first if it is that."

"yeah, I'll wait outside, baby."

"okay sir."

Mr. Sumarno then exited Fitri's room and sat on the front porch reading the newspaper.

Ms. Sundari who came out of the bathroom went straight to the front porch.who knows Fitri and her husband will soon leave for the market.

"do you think you're still here?? where's Fitri??"

" that's Fitri still in his room."

"lha aren't you ready??"

"that's her getting ready in the room, just fell asleep."

"oh pantesan.kok clock this new get ready."

"yes, I was knocking on the door of his room but there was no answer. lha you just go into the room. turns out he was still sleeping soundly."

"keep waking up??"

"yes dong."

the couple then sat on the porch chair while chatting together.Fifteen minutes passed, finally Fitri out of his room and headed forward.

"so sir, leave now. Fitri is ready" said Fitri while carrying his sling bag.

"better dong dear, you take the car keys first yes inside."

"we're going to get a car, sir??" ask Fitri.

"iya dong. cook with motor."

"why would we ride a motorcycle??. is it more exciting."

"yes later who knows you're spending a lot of money, right we so do not bother to take it. just enter in the trunk of the car."

"yeah, yes sir."

"who knows it will also rain on the road right sir." said Bu Sundari.

"yes buk, really. let alone the current weather is not clear. sometimes it rains. sometimes it's hot."

"yuk."

"busy do not want to go to the market to buy home supplies??" ask Mr. Sumarno.

"no ah. let ibuk in the house only. all the home equipment is also still a lot. have you left aja. keburu later in the afternoon."

Mr. Sumarno then took the car keys and went straight to his car parked in the yard area of his house.

" yeah already that, we go now ya buk. mother at home be careful ya" said Fitri.

"yes dear.you are also careful on the road ya" said Ms. Sundari.

"okay."

after the two of them said goodbye to Ms. Halimah, they both got into the car and left the yard.

the car drove slowly to the market where there are many souvenirs typical of Cimahi. The journey to the market does not take long. only thirty minutes. they have arrived at the Cimahi market area.

the two of them then headed to the shop center souvenirs typical of Cimahi was located. After the car arrived in front of the store, Pak Sumarno parked his car in front of the store.

they rushed out and went inside the store. Fitri picked up a shopping cart that was next to the store entrance.

the two of them then walked around the store looking for souvenirs ordered by his best friend.

after a long walk around, Fitri took all the food that his best friend ordered was like, banana sale, cassava leaf chips, peuyeum, picnic roll, syringe, cake beam, cake, gepuk and he also bought various kinds of souvenirs such as dodol, jenang, bakpia, pandan sponge, shrimp rempeyek, surabi, and others.

Fitri kalap, all the food in his purchase until the shopping cart that he carried was full.even Pak Sumarno to take two more shopping baskets to accommodate all Fitri groceries.

"does anyone else want to buy, son??" ask Mr. Sumarno.

"already sir, I think it's enough. this is also a lot of shopping stuff."

"yes, we go straight to the cashier."

"okay sir."

they both brought all the groceries to the cashier's table to pay.

all groceries that Fitri bought a total of 700 thousand rupiah. divided into three full cardboard.

the two of them then walked out of the store and put all the items in the car.

"where are we going now, son???"

"i'd like to buy some good meatballs around here, where are you??"

"father also does not know son, which delicious meatballs.but you usually know if here to buy the meat where."

"oh yeah, I want it now, sir, let's go there."

"where's son??"

"to my subscription meatball stall on the market deck here.I want to buy lava meatballs and baby meatballs."

"want to eat here??"

"no ah sir, bring home aja. kasian mother at home waiting for us. eh kita even fun to eat here."

"yeah, yuk now we're there."

arriving at Pak Mamat meatball stall, Fitri immediately ordered the food he had long wanted.

he ordered various meatball variants, such as urate meatballs, lava meatballs, rib meatballs, fine meatballs, rib meatballs and also baby meatballs.

"do you have a lot of pesennya??" ask the father.

"yes no papa sir, rarely Fitri come home and eat this meatball."

"who eats this much??"

"we three sir."

"yes, it's up to you."

after the order of the Fitri meatballs has been made, they immediately pay to the cashier and immediately rush home...

seriate....