
Now Anggia and Bilmar are shopping in the market, both look very harmonious how not compatible with Bilmar who is behind Anggia shopping and Bilmar as the carrier of the wife's groceries. Bilmar is okay to bring a lot of his wife's groceries but he was upset Anggia bid when only asked for less than a thousand rupiah only, he said, and if the other mango seller is at a price dispute just a little Anggia go to another seller.
"Honey.." upset Bilmar on the wife who was busy moving from one trader to another.
"No need to baby, call Anggi aja," Anggia replied while massaging and smelling fresh young mangoes.
"Yes...Anggi the price is just different from Ngi cerebu, take it," said Bilmar who was behind Anggia.
Anggia smiled briefly at Bilmar, after which he again looked at the mango merchant.
"How much is this," asked Anggia to the seller.
"Kok Abang, it's just Anggi's call with the husband. What else is the same mango handyman," annoyed Bilmar who nags behind Anggia.
Anggia turned the eyeball saturated, he was very upset with the husband with his strange behavior.
"How much is this?" Anggia was forced to repeat the question again, because it was the husband.
"That is not necessary to be pretentious as traders do not like it," Bilmar protest again whispered to Anggia.
Anggia can only breathe hopefully he still has a lot of patience stock on the husband that makes him very upset.
"Pak mangga how many miles," asked Anggia with an annoyed tone and at a glance he looked at the husband it was like Anggia wanted to throw the young mango on Bilmar's face but he was still aware, Bilmar is her husband.
While Bilmar can only laugh crisply, showing two rows of neat teeth. He realized the behavior of Anggia who turned upset with him, but want what else it feels like Bilmar is not willing if the wife talks to other men even though only a mango seller.
"The ladder is 30 bamboo Neng," replied the seller who also felt strange with the buyer.
"Less yes sir.." pinta Anggia who still holds the mango.
"Some way can Neng price is that much," the seller is used to face buyers like Anggia, mothers who insist on asking for less even though only a thousand dollars has become their daily food.
It's just that this time the merchant felt strange because the seller knew the appearance of Anggia and Bilmar not from among subordinates, in addition, the merchant was confused with Bilmar's face like he had seen on television but all that he tepis because it feels impossible for rich people to shop in the market, in addition, Anggia who insist on asking for less than a thousand rupiah only.
"No sir," Anggia left the merchant and turned to the other trader.
"That's just a thousand...." Bilmar could only remain silent as Anggia also stared at him sharply.
"Thousand also money Brother," Anggia again saw the mango and held it he inhaled the aroma of the mango was very fragrant.
"Abang replace Anggia money," Bilmar prefers to offer the wife, hearing Anggia's money smile. He put a moment of mango that he held and mengap the husband.
"Where's the money" Anggia said to Bilmar.
"Yes.." with annoyance Bilmar took the wallet and gave a hundred thousand bills totaling five sheets to Anggia.
"Cock just this," Anggia calculated the money which is only five hundred thousand, whereas Bilmar's dopet is still a few pieces left.
"And enough," Bilmar was confused.
"Here," Bilmar put his money in Anggia's hands.
"Waw, it's good this way" Anggia smiled and kept the money in a bag.
"Basic duitan eyes," muttered Bilmar who was still heard Anggia.
"From Brother?" annoyed Anggia who again rotate the eyeball with saturation, while his feet looking for a mango trader who is fresher than before.
"What's up?" ask Bilmar who's behind Anggia.
"From Abang mata basket," jeloroh Anggia in a laugh and this time he began to choose mangoes, oranges and many other fruits without asking for less.
Bilmar was very happy this time Anggia shopping well and right, but Bilmar shock was bought by his wife quite a lot. Bilmar took her with great difficulty, both of his hands were already full of Anggia's groceries. But still Anggia still choose fruit again even now switch on vegetables that should be the task of Art.
"While shopping for vegetables let Art, you buy fruit," said Bilmar while having trouble carrying Anggia groceries.
"So soon, Anggi wants to masakin for Brother."
Anggia's answer seemed to make Bilmar happy, he seemed to forget if now he was having trouble carrying the groceries of his beloved wife.
"O," replied Bilmar with a flowery feeling.
"This gate also," Anggia pointed to many bags of his groceries, Bilmar increasingly made asphyxiation with the behavior of Anggia shopping can not stop.
"Figures, Brother's hands are full," Bilmar pointed his hand at Anggia, showing the wife's groceries were very strong.
"Yes, too," Anggia nodded in understanding, "Fig has an idea," as there is a light bulb that glows on the head of Anggia, now he smiles happily after hanging his groceries on the neck of Bilmar, "So deh," said Anggia felt proud of her.
"Our numbers go home yuk, Brother is not strong," Bilmar wants to shout at this time because his wife is shopping like a possessed person who does not stop.
Though earlier Anggia said kepasar only buy mango fruit only, but to the market all he wholesale. Not Bilmar stingy if Anggia want the whole market he can buy, but Anggia just want him to take it without the help of others. Bilmar had to be patient maybe because his beloved wife was craving.
"Against his way home," Anggia pointed to another path, but it seemed Bilmar wanted to go faster until he took a desperate path.
"Abang through here only that," said Bilmar.
BUCK.
Bilmar had not finished talking he had gone into the muddy, because he slipped.
"Remember...." Anggia can only shout from a distance because if he approaches he is afraid to also slip, he is pregnant and must be really guarded.
"People...." Bilmar stood with great difficulty, his face filled with mud and the groceries that Anggia bought were all messy. Leave an empty plastic bag, some of which are still attached to Bilmar's neck.
"Abang wakes up," Anggia hugs her stomach to see Bilmar's face filled with mud, the husband's expensive coat has even changed the color of mud.