HANA LOVE STORY'S

Chapter 44

I am Hana Pertiwi, the only child of Pak Hadi and Bu Mira. I'm a tough girl, who won't fly because she's praised, and won't fall even if she's hurt.

In addition, I am a simple, unpretentious, and ordinary girl. Maybe, there's nothing special. Just dimples that people say add sweetness if I smile or laugh.

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"Amudu, yes Hana, did not marry her handsome brother. The patient, Hana. From the beginning I wasn't so sure you were a match for him. I pray for your soul mate again otw, and better than that. Yeah, that's it, hehehe...!" half a mockery was made by Miss Daniel, that morning he became a meal for the mothers who shop at the vegetable maker, which was fronted by Mrs Daniel. It turns out that the failure of his marriage has been sniffed by his neighbor.

"Yes, try it first if you want to be with my son. But baby, now my son is doing well, hihihi! " the other mother chimed in while keeping her mouth shut.

"Ih, but even lucky loh his son, his daughter-in-law mbak Sri beautiful, good again. His son also has a job. Guaranteed the future." said Miss Daniel again.

"Denger, you didn't get married because your Bang Randy had WIL, did you, Han? Another ideal woman's alias? Oh my!"

"Don't you, she didn't marry you because her boyfriend is pregnant, continues to have responsibilities? Duh, so not so dear. "

"Ck ck, what a pity." mam Daniel shook his head, while clucking.the mother beside him who was choosing kale smiled cynically.

"Sorry, Mom. It's not that I'm not polite with parents, but what Ms. Daniel accuses is a hundred percent wrong. But I won't reveal, let it be our secret what is the cause of my not being married. I don't have to tell Mrs Daniel" Hana said withholding her upset.

Whether there is a problem what Miss Daniel with Hana's family, which is clearly the woman who is the same age as her mother often makes great news, about herself and her family. The other neighbors did not escape the shock of Daniel's mother, if Daniel's mother did not like or lean on him. He and his parents never made a problem on purpose.

Mira and Hana's mother can only endure the behavior of one of her neighbors.

Hana took a breath, trying to spread herself, lest she be exposed to the emotions got the innuendo, and immediately interacted with the vegetable maker. Pura pura didn't just hear that they were still gossiping.

"My order is right, Miss Fikri? Two kilos of carrots." asked Hana to the greengrocer, after smiling and saying thanks. I don't know for what, when it's clear that Mrs Daniel mocked her.

"There's Neng, don't worry. Cak Fikri mah, if Eneng pesen something, I must note in my heart. So it's impossible to forget, ringing in the head." Hana smiled amusedly, hearing Cak Fikri's joke. He knew Cak Fikri was happy to joke.

"This is one kilo for Eneng 15 thousand. Cheap festive. It's two kilos, so 30 grand." exclaimed Cak Fikri while handing 2 kilos of carrots to Hana.

"Kirain if you buy two kilos can cut the price to 25 thousand, Cak! It's expensive, yesterday it was 12 grand!" Hana handed him a blue piece of money.

"What the hell is not expensive now, Neng! What's up, until I'm confused. Because the price of oil rises, other prices go up. The market people are complaining about everything, the market is quiet. Turns down drastically. I want more leafan, my son has kekeuh asked to buy clothes too. If Eneng I give such a price, my wife's same child will eat what later." complained Cak Fikri with a manyun mouth.

" Yes eat rice, kid. Don't eat ati. Yes, if ati chicken, ati goat, ati cow made fried sambel or cooked delicious stew." Hannah threw away a look. Miss Daniel said it.

"But, if you're eating ati because it's called in, the pain's right here, Cak!"

"Oiya, yes. It's really the Eneng."

" Sambel fried ati sama semur, make laper. So drooling want fried sambel ati ampela, Neng. Hehehe." chirped Cak Fikri joking again.

"Sak Fikri's hungry?"

"Cuman kidding, Neng. Don't take it seriously." Hana smiled, joking with Cak Fikri dampened her ears from the babbling of Daniel's mother. And of course there are benefits and benefits.

"The most at home will also be treated asem vegetables with fried tempeh. Especially if you go home not bring profit, trading is still a lot, his face is more wry than his vegetables."

"Hahaha, Cak Fikri can. That's a real job, sister."

"Yes, it's really true, Neng. Very, very, said I am not serious. A thousand rius even."

"Yes, yes, I believe that Cak Fikri is serious."

"Diguratin aja Cak, although later treated asem vegetables. Say the same thing, even though the vegetables are asem but the face is not, hehehe."

Both laughed laughingly. Another is the sour-faced Mrs Daniel.

"Little or much sustenance we can get, we must be good at gratitude. Believe it or not, if we are grateful, God gives multiple blessings. And the best of sustenance is that which contains the value of blessing. So Cak Fikri, do not just pursue a lot of sustenance, a lot of money, but pursue the blessing of sustenance that we can."

" When sustenance is blessed, even a little heart becomes roomy. Conversely, when blessings are lost, even though money or sustenance is much, life feels narrow, all feels less. That's how I thought, Miss."

"Well, Alhamdulillah. In the morning, I got a cult from Eneng Ustadzah. Thanks, Neng. True said Neng Hana, whatever sustenance we must be grateful for. If the sustenance is a little, eating rice with salted fish is already quite delicious. If you want to eat satay, eat steak, wait pas get a lot of sustenance, that's Neng ya, hehehe!" Hana shook her head.

"Rezeki is not just money and stomach affairs filled with good food, Cak. We are given health, still given free breath if Alloh, it is also sustenance. A good and godly child, as well as sustenance. Imagine that we are sick and have to go to the hospital. Or we are short of breath and have to breathe using aids, why the cost we have to spend. Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, hundreds of millions even more, for us to be healthy. God gave us this breath for free. We just have to take care of and be grateful for what God has bestowed by worshiping Him."

"In His book there is also a verse that says, God created the jinn and man, but to worship Him.

"Oh, how come I am so much of a talk about Cak Fikri. Sorry yes, not meant to patronize, I do this if again sprain. A lot of talk, sometimes the other way around, in a thousand languages. If this was indeed want to omit uneg uneg. Again sorry, yes, Miss."

"What a Neng. I thank you for being reminded. Chat with Neng Hana many benefits, rather than gibahin people, ugly ugly someone else."Cak Fikri said as he rolled his eyes, pointing at someone.

"Yes, Brother. Remember, if you cover the disgrace of others, then God also closes the disgrace, and vice versa. It's even in the hadith loh!" Hana deliberately louder her voice, because Miss Daniel deliberately whispered whispering whispered with a mother beside him.

"Yaudah, where's the change, sister? I'm in a hurry!" pinta Hana was sultry, wanting to get out of there immediately.

"Oiya, Skirt. What age is Cak Fikri's son? You want to know, can't you?"

"Yes, can. My son is 9 years old, Neng! "

"What girl is a guy?"

"Girl, Neng. "

"How high, how much do you think? Skinny what's fat?"

"Mmm.if the height is as high as I am, Neng. His son is thin as I am." replied Cal Fikri straightforwardly pointing to his shoulder when asked the height of the child.

"Oh, jude. I'm sorry if that's it. Just a doang, Cak."

"Mother Daniel, Miss Sri, I am first! There are cake orders, not many just 100 boxes. Mom too, orders her rice box 100 boxes. So we are busy, do not stumble and do not want life spent just for people's gibahin. We don't just want a husband, have our own job, have our own friends. Bye yes ma'am, Assalamu'alaikum. "

"Waalaikum salam. Well, success, Hana. Your cake is selling well, everything is delicious, the cake from where you I have ngicipin everything. Later if I win the Arisan or Yasinan group, I pesen only with you, Han. "

"Makasih ma Sri. I still need to learn a lot. Understand, not a professional patissier, still amateurs. Thank God many people love my cake. Yaudah, I'm going in first."

Hana has entered the yard of her house. But he could still hear Daniel's mumbling.

" Huh, so the baker is proud. Arrogant again, pretentious as well." muttered Daniel's mom with her mouth curled down as Hana turned around.

Astaghfirullahalazim, O Allah, spread my heart out of the mouth of the irresponsible.

Just as Hana was about to step again, a car stopped in front of the fence of her house, she turned her head. And know who the owner is.

Why Randy came here, it's not clear what was yesterday. Huh, where's Daniel's mom still there. He'll be a fan of gossip again.

"Hana, wait!" the thrill, Hana who had reached the terrace stopped. If you do not remember there is a mother Daniel and his friends, he will not care about the appeal and choose to go directly into the house.

"I want to talk to you for a second, Han. Please!!" the man blinked, his face sad no smile adorning his lips. Like a load was piling up on that face.

"Get in, Nduk, Randynya. Not good to look at the neighbors." Mr. Hadi appeared from inside the house, still wearing a creamy cocoa suit and sheath. Do not forget the white peci perched on the head signifies the father has just done the dhuha prayer. Then let Randy in.

"Thank you, sir!"

Just as Randy was sitting on the couch, Mira appeared from the inside with a knife in her hand. He stared intently at Randy as if a cat caught a mouse wandering in front of him.

"Ckk, still dare to come here apparently. Why you? " said ketus mama Mira saw Randy did not like.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Miss Mira." Randy did not forget the guest meeting, said his greetings while standing up and bowed his body in a sign of respect. Although his speech had been expected before.

He wanted to greet the woman he considered his mother, then kiss the back of his hand as usual, but he did not dare to do so now.

"Waalaikum salam, why come here again? Still want to seduce my son again to want to be combined? Don't expect, yeah! I who have conceived and given birth to this will not approve. There are still many other young men who are single, who want to be Hana's husband." mira nyerocos like firecrackers vent anger. After the incident, this time he met with Randy.

"Bwwuu! Don't suudzon" Mr. Hadi grabbed the wife's shoulder. Hana was silent, looking down. Creesek contains carrots he put on the table living room.

"They're adults, let them solve their own problems. We must not interfere too much. Come on, I'll help you cook in the kitchen!!"

"But, Dad! He should be taught a lesson, let's not treat our son."

"Here, trust me. Our son's fine." pulled the wife's hand into the kitchen. It looks like Mira is not willing to leave Hana alone in the living room.

"Buy a lot of carrots, Han? What do you want to make?" basabasi speech after some silent jokes. Don't know where to start.

"I'd like to try making a carrot cake. Of course to sell." answered Hana just like her mother.

"Oh!"

"Oiya, the cake to take to the cafe, is ready. Let me take them! I stopped by on purpose, my goal is yes it's to bring a car." The purpose of coming here to the house is to take a cake.

"Sorry!" cut Hana.

"From today on, I won't send cakes to cafes. Again sorry, yesterday I wanted to discuss that but forgetfulness. Randy's looking for another baker."

"What's? Why why anyway? " Randy straightened up in surprise.

"Ta-but, Han!"

"I've decided. I thought about cooking. I stopped the men..."

"Han, please. We have to be professional. Don't confuse our personal problems. You decided we weren't getting married, okay. I accept, I admit I was wrong."

"I also know that your efforts are very good. But, don't stop sending cakes to my place."

"There are many other pastrymen, brother!"

"But your creation is more suited to their tongue, Han! "

"And I don't want to be in touch with you anymore either. In any case!" hana said weakly and lowered her head. He was so fiery in speaking, but when he remembered the gossip from his neighbor, he seemed to have lost his strength.

" Well, I know you're so disappointed in me. Not just you, I'm in a dilemma. I am disappointed in myself too. I realized I wouldn't be able to get you two, had to pick and I took one off."

"I'm willing to let you go, but rest assured my love for you will never fade. Even if I'm with him. In this world, what we get is sometimes opposite and inversely proportional to what we want. It's hard, but it's a test of life. But I hope that in prayer, one day we will be reunited under different circumstances, better still, and no hindrance."

"I promise I won't bother you. But please, don't cancel this mutually beneficial cooperation. My cafe is more and more visitors, your cake is also more famous, right? It's mutually beneficial. You can even grow your business, I can help you as much as I can if I can. Need funds, or a place, I can work on. Say, don't be shy."

After a tough debate, Hana finally wanted to rethink her decision to stop supplying cakes.

"Supposedly, Brother Randy just send a message, it's not hard to come here just to

" You forgot, my number you blocked" replied Randy, wearing his shoes on the terrace.

"Sorry, I just don't want to...!"

" Yes, I know, I know!"

" Let time prove it."

"Prove what!"

"That's it, don't talk about it, look at it later."

"Greetings to Mom and Dad. I'm going first. Assalmualaikum."

Hana stared at the distant back, until the moment at the gate, along with a motorcycle that entered.

"Waalaikum salam." he replied.

The two motorbike passengers smiled in full questioning, as Randy did his car. They had a chance to make small talk when they passed each other earlier.

"Whether he's here, I'd love to mock his pretty face." The first princess to speak up.

"Ngawur, not a handsome ass. He is handsome. If not, where our sohib iki persimmon same him." bela Citra. Hana just rolled her eyeballs.

Note:

Hi Hai Hai, still on stay not this anyway. I'm sorry for being lazy up. Hehe. Othor another crazy up I'm a lazy up. Because.... real world alias ®📧🅰🕒 life is so tiring. (Alesan and malesan nih othor.)

Yes, yes, hehehe.

Happy fasting worship yes. May the fasting be launched until the day of victory.

Wihh, late thor, this is almost mid-term not fasting.

"Well, no papa, not at all.

Could you be thor.... 🙄

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