HANA LOVE STORY'S

Chapter 29

The next day before dawn, as it had been, Hana stood in the kitchen with her rituals. Assisted by the mother who swiftly helps make cakes for sale. Doughnut assorted toppings, cake pukis and caramel cake.

He also prepared ingredients to make cakes later after returning to his regular shop and to the De Amor cafe at Randy's workplace. Today he got an order for 100 boxes of cookies for the show of Bude Sofia, the sister of his father.

"Hi!" greet Randy.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikum salam. Hehe."

"Han! 2 Days there are not many cakes made by you!" greet Randy at the door with a smile.

"And again you're not saying if you want to go, so many customers are disappointed." Hana smiled awkwardly directly at Randy's disappointment.

"Sorry, brother! Yesterday I forgot to tell Randy. End of the end this likes lola. Slow loading. The night I just remembered that yesterday was my wedding. It was suddenly gone." said Hana gave the reason as it is. True to reality.

"Yes, tomorrow again if you want to take a cake deposit, you can send a message. Let's not disappoint the customers." Hana nodded steadily. At lunchtime

"Oiya, the sucker of the door was still red, still hurt huh?" randy asked as he watched Hana's conscious forehead of the embarrassing incident last night that immediately made her face red with embarrassment.

"I'll go home first, brother! I still have a lot of work to do. There's a hundred boxes of cookies for my Bude's arisan. Assalamu'alaikum." Hana doesn't want to talk about it anymore, too embarrassing for her. He chose to say goodbye and immediately passed from the face of Randy who smiled as if mocking him.

Randy still smiled broadly at Hana's hasty departure. Very amusing.

"Waalaikum salam." Randy shook his head, until the moment someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Wow, our friend is falling in love like this."

" Foot it out, bro. Let the valve directly. The duarrr! It's too bad if it's another first." once again Panji, Randy's men and confidants pat him on the shoulder while laughing. Randy turned his head, and smiled with a high degree of confidence.

"So sure, men! You know how I am. If I'm serious, I can even propose tonight that he be a bini. Don't date, make sins even more stacked."

"Wow gercep, let's gercep. Really falling in love turns out to be him, I support one hundred percent. I believe Lo if serious tomorrow marriage can also be. hahaha...."

"So sure." the two laughed and walked into the cafe.

*****

Arriving home, Hana returned to fight with flour and other ingredients of cake.

"Hhh, egg prices are now soaring up. 2 times more than last month. Mothers whose children like processed from eggs, on cue. Last time mom was shopping at a stall with horror so." mom was breaking some eggs taken part yolk only. Mixing wheat, potatoes, sugar, and powdered milk. Then add yeast, egg yolk, and cold water. Then stir the dough using a mixer until it is salty.

"Yes, mom. But yes let it be. Let the farmer fret fortunately. A few months ago, the price of eggs dropped. There are even farmers who went out of business, some even sold their assets. Let's take advantage again and recover his assets." said Hana sage responded to Bu Mira.

"Yes, Han. But if you keep making cakes what is expensive gini, there are still benefits? Because not only the price of eggs, other ingredients go up as well. Wheat flour, tapioca flour, sugar and more."

"Insya Alloh there, Mom. Sure enough, Alloh has taken our sustenance. It will not be exchanged, it will not be lost if it is our sustenance." he continued.

They are now making a circle of the dough that has been left out, leaving it half an hour first and after expanding it is then made a small circle.

"Han, hape you sound, tuh!" mother said when Hana fries donuts. Bu Mira replaces finishing Hana's work.

"Assalamu'alaikum, yes budhe!"

"Yes, don't forget. Take it easy, I'm fried doughnuts! Brownis same cake pukis already so, live pudding. Farid says take it at one o'clock!"

"Yes, Bude. Assalamu'alaikum!" Hana closed the call.

"Budhe Sofia, why?"

"Cuman made sure that we didn't forget the order." and they continued their work until it was completed on time.

"Alhamdulillah was finally stretched out as well." while throwing her body on the living room sofa when she finished packing the cake in a box and putting it on a large red crackle. Just waiting for the owner of the cake to pick up.

" Cappy Han? Looks like you need someone to help you if you can get orders like this. Must be tired." exclaimed the mother who brought cold water in front of Hana. In the clock hours go this hot day again.

Hana straightened her seat. "Sorry, I'm tired of helping Hana!" he looked at his mother with guilt. Her mother looks tired too.

"Ojo misunderstood, Nduk. I am glad that there is a new activity like this. But if you have a batur or rwang, let you not be too tired. You will make your own cake, nganter yourself, buy the ingredients yourself. Everything is thought of by itself. I can help you out. Usually I'm just cooking, some houses, the rest is idle."

"Still tired of being a cashier kok Bu, especially if the ramen fitting shop. This calf is all pegel because it stands still, can not rest because the queue is long."

"Mmm, if it seems like for now it is not necessary, Hana insya Allah can still ngatasin. If you are tired again, do not need to hesitate to rest. Same with my own son."

" Hana is still trying to save up to be able to rent a store. To grow this business. It'll be more flexible if you rent a shop, Mom. What do you think, Mom?" Mom scrunched her forehead.

"Can you, Mom?"

"It's really good, Han. But, if the store rental is expensive. It is better to keep the money or make additional capital. I don't mind if I stay here. Mom can be free to help other jobs do not need to go out of the house."

" Of course, you are the son of the only mother, the same mother I never mind if you continue your business to stay here. No one was harmed either!" say mom at length.

And so, Hannah was preoccupied with the routine. Until it did not feel like 3 months Hana pursued the effort. More and more people know the cake. Until he was flooded with orders, be it for weddings, birthdays, just arrivals and others.

He hired 2 of his neighbors to help.

That day the Princess was engaged, and forced Hana and Citra to stay overnight at her house. Once in a lifetime, that's the Princess' excuse.

Parties from the Bima family will come after Isya. Both with Citra, Hana dress the Princess. Hana who is part of putting on the Princess' hijab. When Hana put a pin on the Princess's veil, the hape placed on the table floundered.

Dad calling.....

Tumbens. Inner Hana.

"Assalamu'alaikum, "Hana opened the conversation.

"Sir, you're moro mrene!"

(Sir, your friend came here!")

"Konco's? Who's Ma'am?" it turns out his mother called.

"Kuwi loh, sing wishane moro numpak car expander malem. The time you don't remember?"

"Mas Salman?" muttered lirih Hana then turned to her two friends who were still fun to combine make up.

Why did he come home?

"Yes, I told you that Hana's not home, okay?" Hana spoke with lirih. Afraid of his two friends.

"Udah, I told you so. I was just telling you. Oiya, what's the fiancee's show yet?" mother asked, sounding enthusiastic.

"No, Mom! They will come, he said. Yes, if there is nothing to discuss, then closed first huh? It's still the Princess, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes, Nduk. May you quickly follow the Princess. Waalaikum salam." Before hanging up the phone mom still had time to pray for Hana.

"Ih, what the hell is Mom? That's all that's discussed." Hana grumbled back to her two best friends. And immediately gasped, covering his mouth with the palm of his hand.

"Yeahaw! Pangling. Who is Cit, where is biyutipul gil here?" Hana laughed as her hands squeezed through the air, as if they were squeezing the Princess cheek. The princess shook her hands and laughed.

"What the hell Lo, Han! Lebay!"

"Ciee ciee, the mo *sold out!"

"It's Lo's turn, Han!" Hana frowned, advancing her lips.

Both of his friends laughed mockingly*.

"Gue Aminin!" The image gives the final touch to the cheeks of the Princess until the cheeks blush beautifully.

"Who's calling, Han?"

"That's, I'm afraid if there's a cake order, another week" Hana answered a little lie.

"The better, Han Lo cake business! No nyesel deh Lo resign from self-service. Can be independent entrepreneurship. Not like me!" complains Citra. And his two friends don't bother anymore.

The Princess engagement event takes place with a warm and family atmosphere. Hana occasionally looked at the Princess who smiled shyly throughout the event, from the beginning until Bima and the family retreat went smoothly. However, there was empty heart space in Hana. One by one his friends ended his bachelor years.

Early in the morning Hana came home, Miss Mira who had been smart to make a cake with the direction of Hana, had completed a type of brownies. Just fry doughnuts and make pandan sponge cake.

"Sir, last night after your friend Salman came home, Randy came here too."

"Yeah! Do you want extra cake pesen, Mom! Why not Hana?" hambur Hana checked her hape. Worried Randy called her and she ignored him. No chat from him, he then saw a log list of missed calls, nothing.

"Randy has interests in common with you, but. Let him tell you himself later." Mom continued frying donuts. Hana furrowed her brows confusedly.

What's up, huh?