Aminah (Between Ex & Future)

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Aminah, who was wiping the shop glass, was preparing to open the store at eight in the morning. This morning's incident was completely beyond his prediction. Given the situation earlier, Aminah could only shake her head.

How not! There are 3 men who both pay more attention to him. First, Dani, her former lover who is now a widower. Second, Rendi is a man who has been in a friendly relationship with him for quite a long time, even people refer to them as friends but friendly. However, Rendi already had a lover. And the last one is a man named Rizal who he has only known for a few days.

"Min, you don't have that desire to get married?" Ask Naya.

"Who doesn't want to get married!" Aminah Seru. "It's only now that the time hasn't allowed Nay. I'm still scared. Besides, there's no candidate either." Aminah.

"Fear what the hell! The problem of candidates is not that there are already 3, just choose what is difficult." Reply Naya.

"It wasn't that easy Nay. One of the three of them doesn't necessarily fit me either." Aminah. "Dani, I haven't fully believed her given the betrayal she committed. As for Rendi! You know she's been dating Maya for a long time. For the crocodile, I haven't known him for too long." Say Aminah again while focusing on wiping the window glass.

"For Dani, can't you believe that she still loves you?" Ask Naya again.

"I believe he is in love. But I doubt that later when I decide to accept him again, his mother will act again, and Dani will leave me to cake first again. I'm afraid of getting hurt again Nay." Reply Aminah.

"Hmmm. actually if I look around anyway, you're more compatible with Rendi. You guys are very suitable to know, so I keep teasing you guys flake from the past even though there is a barrier Maya. Rendi tuh cool snow cake in space, well you're rame kayak tong satan," said Naya who continued with a loud laughter.

"Ih, it's less cool to say I'm a demon barrel. The snow is in Antarctica, not space." Aminah.

Naya is back.

"Seriously, huh. But what a pity, there has to be Maya among you." Say Naya again. "When you look at it, Ms. Soraya prefers that you be her mantra rather than the Maya who dandanannya menor it." Naya.

"Sokay know you." Aminah.

"From sok tempe." Naya again.

The two continued to chat while being busy with their morning routine.

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[Which one do you like?]

Rows of photos of colorful bags go into WA-Aminah. The sender of the message was Rizal. He got Aminah's phone number from Mr. Haris since a few days ago.

[There is Indoapril writing!] Reply Aminah.

Little chuckles Aminah wrote that reply.

[I'm serious, baby.].

[Danish... Play dear-dear everything. I seriously want that bag anyway.] Reply Aminah.

[Yes, if that's what you want. But I sure don't want to get anything else. Like I'm out of town, there's some work.] Reply Rizal.

[There's no.] Reply Aminah briefly.

[OKAY. I'm home tomorrow, don't miss. Dilan said, longing is hard. Only I can.]

Aminah smiled reading Rizal's reply.

"Min, please take her out." Naya.

"Ready!" Aminah put the phone on the table before finally going out to deliver the cake order in front of the store because there was already a courier waiting.

When he returned, his phone had moved to the file storage table, there was a call from Dani's number. Three missed and one raised.

"Yes, at first I didn't want to pick up. But because up to three times, because of the important thing yes I just lift." Answer Naya.

"She said something?" Tanya Aminah was curious.

"He just said kangen." Answer Naya relax.

'It's not clear' said Aminah.

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At eight o'clock the night Aminah arrived home. Usually he and Naya go home in the afternoon, but today there are customers who order suddenly in the afternoon on the grounds that the cake will be used at the tahlilan tonight. Until Aminah and Naya had to go home a bit later than usual.

After saying hello and entering the house. At once Aminah widened her eyes when she saw her living room full of plastic bags with the logo of indoapril scattered on the table.

'Rizal's work must be this!' inner Aminah.

Aminah's head was dizzy, and she immediately stomped her forehead. His head was getting dizzy, after hearing the ravings of Bu Wati.

"You know, why use a plastic bag everything. Ask for gold, diamonds, diamonds, or rice that is the least edible. This is asking for a plastic bag. Make what try? Can plastic bags be sold again? Or eaten? There's more in your room." Omel Bu Wati's.

"Just come home, son?"

Aminah turned her head towards the source of the voice, Mr. Haris was seen exiting the room.

"Yes, sir." Aminah walked up to him and kissed the old hand.

"Every turn of the Father just kiss hands, same Mom not." The Bu Wati protest.

Aminah turned back to kiss the hand of Bu Wati who looked sullen.

"Once the mother, the child just came home instead of being greeted with a cake smile, this is even diomelin." Said Aminah who looked towards the plastic bags that filled the living room.

"Your mother is so, most also envious of you who are loved by the crackle that much. And this flower also comes from your future husband." Said Mr. Haris giving a bouquet of red roses to Aminah. "Father used to just give your mother that yellow flower. Keep smelling exactly like e'e chicken." Said Mr. Haris who made Bu Wati's face even more sullen. "This is all from Rizal. He said make a dowry."

"Maharr?" Aminah asked, confused.

"Yes, he said that over the phone, titip dowry the same titip prospective bride to the Father, should not be scuffed or remove the seal. It'll be taken away sometime." Answer Mr. Haris.

'taken? He thinks stuff is sitting in the supermarket?' inner Aminah.

Aminah took a deep breath. "I'm dizzy, sir."

"Lho, why? Don't have any money? Yeah, same means us, son." Said Mr. Haris.

"Eat him ask tuh precious items, well this bag of crackle same flowers." Again Miss Wati ngedumel.

Aminah took a deep breath again.

"I slept first, yes, sir," said Aminah as she walked towards the room without caring about Bu Wati's babble.

Aminah was not inexhaustible with Rizal who really obeyed his request who wanted to bring a plastic bag with the inscription indoapril.

'Did he go into that minimarket and buy all those crackles?' thought Aminah while scratching her non-itchy head.

Seriate....