BRIPDA MAHMUD'S 30-DAY GIRLFRIEND

Chapter 4. The Cooperative

Dinda's out of the office. In the office there are still some people who are overtime working on reports.

Indeed, in every old date, starting from the twenty-fifth of each month, all departments are busy being pursued to work on the report. What's more, this branch office still has five more branches called blocks. In addition to creating reports, you must also collect all files and data from the five blocks.

Dinda walked up to the front of the clinic.

"Mak Din!" Someone shouted to him.

Dinda slowed her footsteps while turning to the source of the voice.

Someone came out of the clinic terrace.

"Pak Mahmud" muttered Dinda in shock.

Mahmud walked over to Dinda.

"Where are you going?" Mahmud asked after close.

"To the cooperative."

"Bareng then." 

 They walk parallel.

"To the cooperative too?"

"Yes. To the cooperative ngantar mbak Dinda."

"Not to deliver, sir. I can do it myself" said Dinda.

"Not good girl street night-night alone." Mahmud

"Yes, anyway. Right too." Inner Dinda. 

But Dinda got used to it herself. Nothing done like that before. 

Arriving at the cooperative, Dinda was asked to enter by Noni. He was told to serve himself. Take the necessary items yourself. 

"Mending all of you took my needs for a month," murmured Dinda as she picked up a trolley for her groceries.

Dinda began to surround every shelf of goods in the cooperative. Search and take things. Starting from solid bath soap, liquid soap, toothpaste, shampoo, facial cleanser, perfume, pastries, snacks that he likes, and others. Without feeling the trolley he pushed was already full of his shopping items.

Dinda pushed her trolley to the cashier's desk. Where Noni is sitting there.

"Geez, Mbak Dinda, that's a lot!" Noni's screams made everyone in the room turn towards Noni and Dinda, including Mahmud who was still standing next to the cooperative door.

"Why the hell Non, so excited! Is it common for my groceries to be this way?" Answer Dinda calmly.

Mahmud was amazed to see Dinda's groceries filling the trolley. Unknowingly, Mahmud shook his head.

"A full trolley!" Noni.

"It's for my needs for the next month, you know! This will cut it next month. Did you close the twenty-fifth book this month? Isn't that right, Sister Sri?" Tanya Dinda to Sri as cooperative treasurer.

"Yes, put the pieces next month." Sri replied with her crisp voice.

While waiting for Noni to count and enter her groceries, Dinda approached Sri who was sitting behind her desk.

"Mbak Sri, how many pieces of mine this month?" Ask Dinda.

"Wait for me to check, yes," Sri saw the employee's bond recorder.

"Bonmu at least, Din, among the residents of the princess dormitory," explained Sri.

"Isn't he? Have a look!" Dinda also saw the recap on Sri's table.

"How much do I have, Sri?" Tanya Noni was curious about the total expenditure of her bonds in the cooperative.

"Here! You see for yourself, right! Anyway this month the lowest Dinda,"

"Cihuii.the record low," Dinda smiled at Noni who walked over to Sri's table. 

They compared the expenses this month with all the inhabitants of the princess mess. Although the lowest expenditure difference with the highest is not more than one hundred thousand. The most they take snacks.

Naturally, the girl in the dormitory princess is indeed a snacking jagonya. Like the contents of Dinda's trolley when full, the contents of the snack.

Mahmud, Andi and Anton, who were standing beside the door, turned to look at the three girls who were shrouding Sri's desk. They smiled at the behavior of the three girls.

Anton, as the co-operative secretary, approaches the three girls, 

"How much is your highest expenditure?"

Anton asked, who was curious.

Anton pulled the recap and saw it.

"Devil, you guys are not much. Still ask me!"

Bonnya Anton twice as much as the girls dormitory.

"much?" Speak spontaneously.

"Obviously a lot, Din. Mas Anton his cigarette is like sepur," said Sri.

"Isn't he?"  

Dinda walked over to her grocery.

"Non, how much is my total?"

"There hasn't been half of last month's expenditure, Mrs Din,"

Mahmud walked up to Dinda,

"How much total?" Mahmud opens the wallet and pulls the red sheet, will pay for Dinda's groceries.

"For what, sir?" Ask Dinda to Mahmud.

"Pay this," Mahmud pointed to Dinda's groceries.

"No need, sir. Shopping here money doesn't sell, sir." Answer Dinda.

"meaning?" Mahmud did not understand the meaning of Dinda's words.

"We shop in cooperatives, don't use money. Except it was cut directly with our salary. I see, sir," Dinda explained to Mahmud.

"O, so,"

"Keep the money Mr. Mahmud!" Dinda encouraged putting money into Mahmud's wallet.

"Sir Mahmud, if you want to treat also can, kok," Noni spoke, while standing from her chair.

"There, it's on the other end, there's a meatball sale. Uenak puol tree." Noni pointed to the meatball vendor's stall at the crossroad.

"Don't mode, Non!" Dinda Sahut.

"I'm just telling you, Madam Din, who knows tomorrow can be a deal? Hahaa," said Noni with a laugh.

"I went back first, yes," said Dinda after everything was done, while carrying her shopping bag.

"OK, Mommy. Careful, yes!" Noni and Sri answered almost simultaneously.

"You guys take it easy, there's a bodyguard!" Anton looked at Mahmud.

"Anyways," Dinda's cheeks met red.

Mahmoud was waiting outside.

Dinda came out of the cooperative with both hands carrying groceries two bags of crackles.

Dinda walked down the steps of the cooperative terrace. 

Mahmud followed, and, 

"Here I help you carry!" Mahmud pulled one bag from Dinda's hand.

"It's okay, sir? It's been night!" 

 

While walking in tandem.

"You shouldn't roam around at night!"

Mahmud's words made Dinda seem out of words. Be silent! Inwardly justify what Mahmud said. But what else to do? This is how it is. All his needs must be completed by himself.

The road looks dimly lit because it is a bit far from the street lighting. Unbeknownst to Dinda, Mahmud, who was walking behind her, picked up the rope found on the road that had been passed earlier, a few meters ahead, a distance of several meters, Mahmud quickly threw the rope two meters in front of Dinda.

"Snake watch!" Mahmud shouted spontaneously stopping Dinda's steps. Astounded.

"Well, is that a snake?" Dinda who was silent on the spot observed the umbilical cord, with a heartbeat faster than before.

"Courageous cirain. It's a coward too!" Inner Mahmud.

Mahmud casually continued walking past Dinda.

Dinda watched Mahmud as he got close to the snake.

"Not moving it's a snake. Dead snakes maybe?" Mumbled Dinda in the heart.

"Why stop there? Come on!" Take Mahmud and look back.