Appropriate Mobile Shop Owner

Chapter 4

"Go home, Fan! I've waited a long time, Mama you also have not come," asked Syarifudin, Irfan's friend who looked sultry and hot on a motorcycle parked in front of the market.

The man sat looking at Ashia, who was seen talking to a man.

He accompanied his friend who had survived sitting on the floor of the market building, waiting for the presence of a woman who was very much his friend always missed.

"Wait a minute! Somehow I believed my mother would come" Irfan replied, rejecting Sharifudin's invitation.

"Nyesel I really tell you about the info about your Mama yesterday,"

"Let me give you some money, so just shut up!"

"What really?"

"Oh!" hela Irfan, turned for a moment towards his friend who was so excited when discussing about money.

"Manteipp. I bought a cendol first. Wait for me, yeah!" said Syarifudin who has now got off the bike and left Irfan.

Irfan himself was seen sitting on cement, wearing a mask and still wearing a helmet.

Since then, he continued to look at the Ashia sales pitch in front of the market, close to the motorcycle parking lot.

"No need, please don't bother me! I don't want your mom to talk to me anymore. At that time I was just in debt but your mother pushed my grandmother into the ditch. So I don't need you to help me anymore!" shouts Ashia, heard up to Irfan's ears who heard it.

"I know you hate me because I married Desi. But it's just…"

"I hate you because you don't pay your debts. You are rich, 3 million is what it means to a rich person like you. At that time, I only took 500 thousand to buy my Grandma's medicine but Mama you even suddenly came to the garden and continued to climb my Grandma, using a push-push event all over again. Where have you been for 2 years, do not remember debt, huh? Now there is no more Grandma, only you came. Wh why? You are afraid to be yelled at by my Grandma, if she is still alive," continued Ashia shouted to make the woman is now the center of the attention of many visitors and market traders.

"Diane!"

"Go please, go, Put! I'm ashamed of people," Ashia's pinta began to make her voice worse because she realized that she had been venting emotions in the wrong place and Irfan was still looking at her.

At that moment the man seemed to have stood up.

"Diane!"

"Fuck, I told you not to go near my husband again! But now that you seduce her, how much do you want to let you not disturb our household anymore?" maki is a woman who suddenly comes after she gets out of a luxury car.

"Sat!" call the son with a look of panic, especially when he saw a middle-aged woman also no less coming to him and Ashia.

Ashia was unable to accept the accusations that were suddenly leveled at her.

"Because you kept looking for her first, so she looked for you after she came home from Singapore," replied the middle-aged woman who was none other than the Mother of the Son.

The son himself was Ashia's best friend from childhood. In the past, his parents' house was next to Ashia's Grandma's house. Then after graduating from High School, he joined his uncle to neighboring Singapore armed with borrowed money from Ashia's savings.

Then after a few months of work, she returned and married a woman who had a lot of property, then went back to work to her regional country.

"Today I got her because I had to, Wak. I need money to pay for my grandmother's medicine. He's gonna owe me 3 million,"

"Hallaaaah many times your story! Tell me you want to scratch people's husbands, my son's already rich!" accuse the middle-aged woman again to Ashia.

"No, Wak. If the talk is guarded, do not just play slander like that!" ashia replied, rejecting the accusations and she did not accept the rude remark of the middle-aged woman.

"Basic of women itching. Don't know yourself that!"

"Ahh take my hair off! I never bothered your husband, you know, yeah!"

Ashia is seen trying to release the hand of the wife of the Son in her hair.

"Desi! What the hell are you doing?" And Putra is seen helping Ashia, releasing the hand grips of Desi – his wife from Ashia's hair.

"You've seen it, haven't you! This woman is an actor, she's a destroyer of people's domestic relationships. He used to come to my house, just asking for money. Even though my son did not meet him, so my son never returned home, uncomfortable and disgusted to see his face," shouted the old woman to tell people who saw the quarrel there.

"Wawak when you say good times! Don't accuse people of that. I won't bother Wawak's son either, so don't do it, Wak!"

"No bother how! During this time you have no girlfriend, you also never have to relate to other men except my son. Tell me, you are indeed diem-diem ngincer Putra because he is already rich. So keep coming to my house!"

"I take care of Grandma, where to date,"

"Halah, lots of stories! What's wrong? The proof is that you were expelled with your own Wawak because it is not right to take care of your grandmother. You're looking for the Son and asking for the same number as your girl's friends, right? You think I don't know," continues to accuse the old woman of adding to the commotion there.

"Where am I like Wak. I told you I was…"

"Eat this money!"