
For one week Rendra lived a simple life without luxury facilities at his disposal, where Rendra always used his matic motorcycle that he bought impromptu when moving.
Today Fatimah will open a bakery and cake shop in front of the pesantren courtyard, a simple shop made by Rendra. Fatimah and Rendra had permission to Bahri's father to make a small building on the side of the pesantren yard, Bahri's father agreed he understood with the good intentions of Fatimah and Rendra.
"Dad why look at you like that?" fatimah asked as she glanced at her husband who was still staring at her
"Just afraid that you become tired, if every day you have to sell like this" replied Rendra
"Bismillah, what we are doing right now is for the good of all of us" Fatimah said
"Yes, but how is it" said Rendra
"Nikamti every process that we go through, from day to day, mother is also not alone in doing this, who goes to the market to shop still father" said Fatimah smiling
"Yes dad just shopping and it's not tired, that's tired when we make this cake" said Rendra pointed to the finished cake
"Daddy help arrange in the storefront, later the rest that has not been so let the mother who brought" said Fatimah
"Hufftt, it turns out this is what it feels like to have no money" replied Rendra
"Don't complain, no good, remember our plan here first to get peace in our household, second to help the people here in terms of food, food, we sell this cake at a very cheap price even we do not get a profit, but God willing we get the blessing and abundant sustenance" said Fatimah gently
"Yes unfortunately I, Ih so want to be invited to the room" said Rendra anxious
"Go to the room" asked Fatimah
"Main bolsters, hahaha" replied Rendra laughing and walking out of the house carrying a cake that was ready
"Basic babbling" said Fatimah
Rendra arranged the cake in the storefront that has been provided in the store, then Rendra also compiled there have been some mothers who collect want to see and taste the cake.
"Sir, how much is this?" ask Rt's mother first
"Wow, I don't know the price" replied Rendra to make the mother look at each other
"Sales do not know the price" said the other mother
"What is this mother?" asked Yayi's mother to see the crowd in Fatimah's shop
"This is Umi Yayi, the former sales but do not know the price" said bu rt earlier
"Hehehe, I know it's just eating me ma'am" said Rendra cengengesan
"Dito" called Yayi's mother to her grandson
"Yes NeUmi, what's wrong?" ask Dito
"Ask your mother, how much is this cake? mommy wants to buy it" replied Yayi's mother
"Rendra only asked Fatimah, Dito keep it here" said Rendra detained Dito, in fact he was uncomfortable with his mother
"Yes there is speed, later his mother hunted on disbanding" said Yayi's mother
Rendra immediately ran towards his house and called Fatimah.
"What's running like that?" ask Fatimah in panic
"There's nothing, it's a lot of mother on the want to buy, I don't know the price is even meledekin, make a sprain" replied Rendra annoyed
"What a shame" ledek Fatimah
"Both" replied Rendra sitting on the bench of the dining table
"Daddy keep the cake in the same oven that is steamed, which is steamed about five minutes away" said Fatimah leaving her husband alone in the kitchen
"Well keep the cake, if the gap is how it is" said Rendra confused
Fatimah is busy serving her buyers, Alhamdulillah today quite a lot of people who buy cakes for her.
"Dito, help mama finish the store, continue to be closed later" said Fatimah
"Kok closed bun, is it done?" tanya Dito is confused when in his father again compose a freshly cooked cake
"It's over, what else to sell" Fatimah replied smiling
"That cake is for santri dear, you will help share yes" replied Fatimah
"Oh, kirain to be sold again" said Dito clean up some dirty boxes
Dito tidied up his bunda shop while shawling.
"Excuse me, Assalamu'alaikum" said someone
"Wa'alaikumsalam, who's looking for ma'am?" asked Dito kindly
"The shop is closed, yes, the deck, ART I brought a cake when I came home from the market, the cake is very good, I want to buy it too" replied the mother
"Sorry mom the cake is up, Thank God today is very selling my mother's merchandise" said Dito spirit
"It turns out that adek parents who sell, if there is not a little more, my son cries want more cake" replied the mother
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Yayi's mother
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Umi Yayi right?" ask the mother
"Yes right, Lingga's mother how are you" replied Yayi's mother
"Thank God the good news umi, umi herself how it is, has not seen us for a long time" said Lingga's mother
"Lingga's mother who arrived disappeared, and went far away" replied Yayi's mother
"Maclum ma'am, at that time the problem of children, until I was not strong so I was forced to leave the house here, because the problem was finished, I also miss living here so ask the same husband to come back deh" bu Lingga
"Thankful, Alhamdulillah may always be healthy and given blessing yes" said Bu Yayi stroked Lingga's mother's arm "By the way Lingga's mother is what in the day" asked Yayi's mother
"This is loh umi, I want to buy a cake, but the word adek is up, usually the little guy was just tasting had the aunt" replied Mother Lingga
"This is my granddaughter ma'am, from my son Sidiq and Fatimah well who is in the same carry of my husband my youngest grandson from the second husband Fatimah" mother Yayi said as she looked at her husband
"Went to marry twice?" ask Bu Lingga in shock
"Sidiq is dead, at that time someone proposed to Fatimah again we finally married them" replied Bu Yayi
"Astaghfirullah, I was so bad to think with Fatimah" said Bu Lingga
"Dito, aren't there any more of his cake?" ask Yayi's mother to her granddaughter
"Inside is still there, but deliberately it is not sold to be shared with other students, said Mother Sebu NeUmi" replied Dito as it is
"Or I just buy that one a little, so that my child is not fussy" said Miss Lingga
"Ask your mother there, pity that Lingga's mother is waiting" replied Bu Yayi
"Both NeUm, Dito asked the same mother first" said Dito running
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