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Episode 3: Moving On, Is A Simple Thing, What It Leaves Behind Is Hard

"Bun," call Bella to her mother.

"Bundaaa.." call him again while glancing at his mother who turns out to be engrossed with her phone. It is only right to be called not to answer.

"Dear mother, Bella kok dicuekin anyway," protested Bella.

"Bun.kid neighbors because his mother is engrossed in playing mulu cell phones, so badung you know he said because of lack of attention," continued Bella.

"Bentar Bel..yap.submit," said Mother Alya, her beloved mother Bella.

"You are not a unstable boy, will not be bad because of lack of attention" said Mother Alya later.

"Maybe, her name is also human" said Bella.

"Moment again what the hell, read the artist gossip?" ask Bella later.

"Pick your kayak this bundle is less than work"

"The new mother submitted a new novel, if the review is smooth, two more days are published, the title is At the End of Miss Kumenanti," explained Mother Alya.

"Don't forget you like, comment, vote same rate 5 yes, uh subscribe too," continued Mother Alya.

"Ready Bun"

"Bun..again miss the father huh?" ask Bella.

"Eh... Bell went to the counter, right? Get ready, you have an appointment there!"

Instead of answering Bella's question, Mother Alya instead switched the conversation.

The habit of nih mother if asked about her father must not want to answer, Bella's mind is confused.

Throughout his knowledge, his parents always looked fine but somehow they chose to split up.

Until now their relationship is good even though their communication is limited to family and of course Bella.

Bella believes something happened first, not knowing what was clearly something big that could cause her parents to divorce.

Mother Alya in the eyes of Bella is an excellent mother figure, independent and beautiful. It is impossible for this divorce because of Mother Alya.

On the other hand, the father was also a good figure in Bella's eyes. His father has a good job, his personality is also good.

And until now, the two did not want to marry another. Maybe both have not been able to move on Bella thought. Then why not refer.

"Bun knew nothing" suddenly remembered Bella for something.

"No," replied Alya.

"Mother mother, don't answer, Bella hasn't told me yet" said Bella.

"Well, what's wrong?"

"It was in place of Kang Maman, our gibah gosipin trio," Bella fought.

"Gibah trio?"

"That's Ms. Ratih, Ms. Damar is with Ms. Dian, our feelings are never there any problems with them, how could they be that julid."

"Oh..."

"Oh oh doang Bun"

"Lha keep mom having to say wow that's it"

"Mothers talk like ABG's son, amused Bun dengernya"

"Gibahan about the mother who said mistress wife kept you also her work that is not halal, like to be picked up by om-om, which is it anyway"

"Kok mother knows anyway, uh but the ingredients why so plus-plus that," confused Bella why the ingredients that reach the ears of the mother so excessive, who the hell is diligent seasoning nih gimahan, Bella, it just feels more bitter.

"Tadi Bu Siska who lives at the end of there called the mother, the story deh all that," explained Mother Alya replied to ask Bella.

"Deliberately call Mommy just for the story, plus peppered anyway, Ms Siska is not too familiar with us even more familiar with the Bu Ratih cs kok suddenly approached it, so, do you want to be a stove, Bun?"

"Either Bel, let it be, what matters is that we're not like that"

"So the Mother is not upset, do not want to come to them?"

"What do they do"

"Take shopping Bun, all tracts.ya run over dong Bun, people like that mah"

"Ha ha ha..," Iha laughed at her mother, thought Bella.

Should be angry mother tuh continued run over people so as not to carelessly again when talking.

"Here you go, later they will get bored themselves if we do not respond," said Alya.

"It's 8 o'clock more, get ready to go to the counter," he continued later.

"OK Bun," Bella replied then she immediately went into her room.

* * * * *

At exactly 9 Bella arrived at her counter. The distance from home to the counter is not very far. By using online taxi services, it only takes less than 20 minutes if the road is smooth.

Every Saturday, Bella has no college schedule so she can get to her counter early while on Monday through Friday she is on the counter from afternoon to evening.

It's not that no one comes close but Bella's heart still can't forget someone. Moving on is not easy. Looks like Bella still needs more time.

One of Bella's goals is to carry out this business besides of course looking for money also to busy her day so that her heart does not always remember the bitter memories with her, someone who is still loyal to disturb her heart.

This Bella counter is located on the side of the road which is quite crowded because of its location in a densely populated area.

This makes the counter a lot of buyers. Alhamdulillah in the midst of mushrooming the surrounding pulse counters, the new counter he managed bimonthly is still quite profitable.

"Teh Bella was Mbak Yani order tri data vouchers that matengan, all denominated per 10 pieces," reported Nana, one of two employees that Bella has.

"You've not prepared yet" asked Bella.

"It's tea" replied Nana.

Nana had worked here long before this counter was managed by Bella so she was well versed with her work.

Just as Bella was about to sit in her chair, in the right corner of the room, a buyer suddenly greeted her.

"Eh Bella, work here?" it turned out that Mrs Ratih was greeting him.

"Yes ma'am" Bella answered briefly.

"Mom, this Bella Tea that is..," Nana's speech stopped when she saw Bella giving her a code to stop talking.

"Why the Bell," the soul of Bu Ratih's kepo began to rise.

"I mean Bella's friend, Bella's new employee here," Bella lied.

"Oh.But you are in college, Iha work at the counter apparently, who is patient yes Bel, any work is important halal, do not be like the Melly was his son Mr. Yunus, I don't know what work goes home the night continues, which one who nganter he went home different people, what kind of work try that if not .. ya know you too," Madam Ratih began to lead Bella on her perverted assumptions.

Geez, it was not this morning that he was made the object of the material of Mrs Ratih and her friends. And now it's Melly's turn to be the object of the sufferer with the same theme of gibahan as herself. Is there anything wrong with this way of thinking mom in front of him.

"Bu Ratih want to buy what yes," quickly Bella asked Mrs Ratih so that the ingredients do not continue.

"T*lkomsel pulses how many Bel?" ask Mrs Ratih.

"There are 5000, 10,000, 20,000, 25,000, 50,000, 100,000 ma'am," Bella replied in full.

"What is 10,000?"

"12.000"

"Kok is more expensive here anyway Bel, at the counter there is still 11,500," protested Bu Ratih.

"Sorry Mom, we sell it that way, this is Bella's boss who determines the price, how is Mom, the pulse so?"

"It's 10,000, this is the number" said Mrs Ratih, showing her phone screen.

Nana quickly entered the number into the transaction format on her phone and sent it.

"Bel, say it's the same boss if selling tuh tuh not expensive, do not just think of looking for as much profit, as well as the price with others, so many buyers here, do not just think of looking for as much profit, if there are many he is more profitable," said Madam Ratih to Bella.

"Although take a little profit but if you buy a lot is better than many profits but who buy a little, try to use the logic," continued Bu Ratih.

"Yes Ma'am, Bella will tell you," let's just quickly think Bella. It did not seem necessary for him to explain why he set such a big selling price to Bu Ratih.

"The first day has come in, a little while yes," said Mrs Ratih.

Mrs Ratih then made a phone call through her cell phone.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Abiyan, this is Aunt Ratih, you go to Auntie's house, Auntie is making a cake for your mamih."

"....…......................"

"Kok can't, just come here for a moment, this is your favorite cake mamih you know."

"…...…..................."

"Don't tell people to take it, let Auntie and Saras go there."

"..........................."

"Yes already, Assalamu'alaikum."

Mrs Ratih then kept her phone in the bag she was carrying.

"OK deh, I say yes, good work yes, whatever is important halal," Bu Ratih said when he said goodbye to Bella.

"Sorry Mom the money has not been," Nana reminded Ms. Ratih.

"Lho not yet?..eh Mother does not bring small money later yes pay it at home," said Mrs Ratih.

"Bel Mother asks dong your mobile number, so if you need a pulse Mother lives WA you, pay it later if you meet," he continued.

Lha....Mom sucks it has a limit, you know.if Bella talks like that to Madam Ratih can not yes...

After Bu Ratih left, Bella was pensive, flashes of the past looming over.

The name of the person that Bu Ratih had contacted earlier reminded Bella of someone in her past. The one who once filled Bella's days with fond memories and the one who ultimately made Bella hurt.

Have to move on, forget the past, passion, determination Bella in heart.