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Chapter 38. Meet them

The next day, three men who had made an appointment met at a convenience store.

Tirta pushed the basket, while Alan and Ervan looked for the ingredients they would cook.

"Isn't that too little?" alan protested, who saw a packet of meat. "Add more."

Ervan took ten packs, then put them in a basket.

"What do we need?" ervan asked Alan who was holding their shopping records.

"Bombai fireflies, colorful peppers, blah .. blah...." Alan kept mentioning the food.

"Are we not going to make sticks?" sela Tirta's.

"We're going shopping for Sarah's needs."

"Hoo."

The three were busy putting the ingredients in the basket, according to the notes Alan made.

When finished, they switch on the spice rack.

"Sweet luster, soy sauce, english soy sauce, sa ...."

"Why are there so many types of soy sauce? Isn't one soy sauce enough?"

Ervan interrupts, confused by soy sauce which turns out to have many flavors.

"Hey, I don't know. It's on record and I'm just following it."

"Indeed, who wrote it?"

"Babies at home" replied Alan.

They returned to look for spices, after arguing over soy sauce.

"Next, tomato sauce, oyster sauce, chili sauce, teriyaki sauce, sa ...."

"After??" Ervan and Tirta interjected together. They were again confused, let alone the color of the sauce looked the same in their eyes.

"It's tomato sauce or chili sauce, both are red. Here again!" Ervan took oyster sauce and teriyaki. "It's like soy sauce."

"Why are you always confused? Just look at the packaging." Alan annoyed.

Long enough they were stuck on the spice rack, they finally made their way towards the cashier.

"Are we not buying fruit?"

Tirta originally asked, because he saw some mothers buying fruit in his basket.

"Ah, yes, fruit."

The three again pushed the basket, towards the fruit spot.

"Take it all" Ervan said.

They took all kinds of fruit and put them in.

All three queue at the cashier table, but one person is enough.

"Have you prepared your best sentence yet?"

Alan took a sitting position, next to Tirta who was about to drive.

"It has. I even practiced many times last night."

"Let me hear it!"

Ahem! Ervan cleared her throat before starting.

"Congratulations,"

"Go you!" alan plays the role of Sarah. In fact, she changed her voice like a woman.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I didn't recognize you."

"No, I don't want to hear. Get the fuck out of here." Alan's voice and expression trying to describe the situation, made Tirta try to hold back a laugh.

"I beg you to listen to me."

"Go, I said go."

Plakk!

"Muahahahha....." Tirta's laughter exploded, as Ervan landed a punch on Alan's head.

"You'll beat him up, if you keep rejecting you. That so?"

"I'm sick of seeing your expression."

"Mahaha ....." Tirta pulled over the car, unable to see the drama beside her.

"Hey, I'm just acting like him. What if he keeps rejecting you?"

"Ah, stop. You make me want to puke."

Tirta drove back, after the drama of two passengers finished. Along the way, Alan continues to talk about the things Ervan needs to do, when he meets Sarah.

"Remember, just listen to him. Let her scold you, until she feels relieved."

"I understand."

"Don't look for excuses for your attitude."

"I understand."

The two people who were involved in the long conversation, did not realize that they had arrived at the parking lot.

Already at the door, they haven't pressed the bell. The three looked tense, even Alan who had been giving advice, looking confused.

"Ervan, press the bell."

Ervan took a breath, whereas, Alan and Tirta were arranging a line-up.

The sound of bells rang out, the three of them were like holding their breath.

Open the door with the little one. We beg.

Chequek! Door opens.

Sarah carried her child, staring at three men standing with their luggage.

"Father,"

The little one spread out both hands, asking Ervan to hug him.

"Oh, sweetheart. Papa misses you."

Sarah retreated, letting them in, despite feeling awkward about the situation.

"We brought stuff."

"Put it in the kitchen, doctor."

Alan and Tirta headed for the kitchen, placed the item on the table and opened it.

"What is this, doctor?"

"We're going to have dinner here. You don't mind, do you. If we use your kitchen."

"Absolutely not, doctor."

"thank you. Go, accompany the madman, he's almost lost his sanity, for not seeing you."

Just now, Sarah was about to step up, Ervan had already appeared in the kitchen with the little one.

"Mirgin...."

The little one stretched his hand out to Alan, who then hugged him.

"Sorry, uncle forgot to buy it."

"What did he ask for?"

"Es boba."

"Buaahahahaha.." Tirta's laughter again exploded, making no sense with Alan's answer. Wherever possible, such a small baby asks for ice boba.

"You don't believe it?"

"Darling, baba's a boba, right?"

"Mirgin..."

"You listen to yourself!"

"Haha...." Ervan shook her head, even unconsciously embracing Sarah's waist standing next to her.

"Why, am I right?"

Alan remained firm.

"You go ahead, I'll go ahead and clean up."

Sarah let go of Ervan's hand.

"After him, you fool!"

Alan half-whispered, and Ervan quickly followed Sarah.

"Tidad."

Ervan took his hand.

"Non't now! I know, we need to talk, but, not now. I still need to be alone."

Ervan did not give up, she followed him back into the room. Without warning, he hugged her from behind.

"I missed you. These two years, I've been like a lunatic for losing you."

Sarah did not reply, she let Ervan hug her body tightly.

"I'm looking for you, Sarah. But, the woman who lives in your house says you killed yourself, because of me."

Ervan's tears dripped, she twisted Sarah's body to look at him.

"I thought you were dead. I thought you left me and won't come back. I'm sorry I didn't recognize you."

Sarah cried, her lips twitched to answer. He did not expect the loan shark woman, saying such a foolish thing to Ervan. Although, they hated him, but why should he consider him dead, even suicidal.

"Please, I'm sorry Sarah. I know your life isn't easy, let me make it up to the end of my life. Please, come back."

Sarah sobbed, even hugging Ervan. She drowned her husband's face.

"I'm sorry, I beg you."

Ervan continues to apologize. He returned the embrace of his wife tightly.

Leaving two forgiving people in a romantic setting. Alan and Tirta were busy in the kitchen, making sticks. Two single people, who can't cook at all. They rely on mobile phones, to watch videos via youtube.

Alan's job is doubled, because he has to watch the little guy who plays on his baby train. Meanwhile, Tirta was cutting potatoes. When viewed, Tirta had almost finished the potatoes they had bought. Because it always repeats, if the potato pieces do not fit in the video.

Alan gave seasoning to the meat, his eyes glanced at the little guy who was still playing. I don't know how much salt and seasoning he gave, because his eyes and mind were fixed on something else.