Hold on or let go!

The Eps 58

At dawn this village in the rain. Although not too swift, but the name of the village road that some of its aspals are no creating a puddle on the left right side of the road even in the middle. If government officials saw the condition of this road!

I have to be careful running my two wheels. Besides being slippery, I also have to keep my balance so I don't fall. Considering there's life in my stomach.

Someone I cross paths with the neighbors of the village, turn on each other's horns to just greet.

Twenty minutes I've been to the market. I also went to shops and stalls that sold my groceries. I've been circling the market for half an hour. Seeing there are mamang rujak sellers, I was also interested in buying it. Maybe I'll get to my new house after it's stored in the fridge. I like the cold fruit more than ever. Don't know why! But there is a fresh sensation when enjoying the fruit that is cut with a cold taste.

"Mang, his hiji!", I said order. Sia Amang also made my order. Once it was enough, I returned to the parking lot with my groceries. I've bought 'em, minus the chicken. I could have ordered chicken at the chicken man in this market. But I've already ordered to Wak Euis, although fortunately not much at least Wak euis can get it from selling chicken.

Okay, I'm getting ready to go home again. But before I left, I grabbed my phone first. There was a chat from Alby who said he had transferred some money to me.

I let out a breath. I have no intention of saying thank you. I said that when we videoed the call.

Does everything have to be about money? I just want my Alby to be the way it was!

Dispelling all my thoughts about my husband, I hurried to start my motorcycle.

I passed a line of soldiers who were exercising around the office. I slowed down my path because they were crossing. Until someone calls me.

"Neng Bia!", call the man. I stopped my motor too. Those who were training stopped compactly and looked at me. I was the center of attention so wrong.

"Neng, where are you?", he asked. Oh, turns out to be Cecep's kang.

"Eh, kang Cecep. From the market."

I answered with a shy smile. Seriously shy, not a spread of charm.

"Aih.meuni gareulis pisan uh the teteh!", said friend Cecep.

I smiled salting, not good!

"Hush! Don't be so seduced. The wife of men!", said Cecep.

"Punten kang, if I'm sorry."

"Eh, ngke heula or neng."

"Naon kang?", I turned off my bike again.

"It just so happens that Bia neng is here, right kemaren mas Febri mah sepet ya use its catering services neng Bia. Well, we-we also want orah daily catering message equally neng. How's neng? Cuisine has proven to be delicious."

I widened my eyes. Order the same caterer?

"Where's neng? Can you?"

"Eum..gimana huh?", I asked confused.

"Well, what's that shopping for? it must be an order too, right?", asked Cecep.

"Yes kang, this is an order from the doctor, the doctor who was in the hospital when he operated on Mak Titin yesterday."

"Wuihhhhh. Not much tea?", asked Cecep's friend who looked the youngest among his colleagues.

"Neither, only fifty portions."

"A lot of neng. Handle itself? If you need help, call Mamah tea. Must be your tea to help."

"Eum, yes, too. I will go to Salamah tea house. So, what do you want and how many servings?"

"What do doctors order?", asked Cecep's friend. I grabbed my phone. Then I showed you my cooking that I applied yesterday.

"Well, I want gini-rich tea. It's delicious!", said friend Cecep. Others are also looking at it. They all finally agreed. When I returned my phone, my phone rang. There's the name Febri who's calling.

"Neng, there's a call from..mas Febri, uh... ieu tea another commander?", asked Cecep's friend. I immediately took my phone.

I'm not sure I picked up the phone in front of all of them. But if I don't pick it up, they'll think things through.

"So soon, I'll pick up the phone first."

They all nodded.

[Assalamualaikum mas]

[Guardalagsalam. Busy nduk?]

We are currently making a video call, what a shame!

[Again in front.].

Sahut colleagues Cecep and others in interspersed laughter. I feel ashamed of myself for them. Yes, they are always mingling with society especially the lower middle class like me.

[Tenane nduk?]

Ask Febri again. I turned my camera around too. Cecep et al waved his hand.

[sorry, I was from the market but at the same time they]

I lied a little, but kept smiling.

[Nga Ndand. Boongs. Where exists. We all just want to neng nia beautiful Bia]

Cecep's friend answered first.

I can't bear to not laugh. Well, just like this is entertainment for me.

[Whoa, I'm the one who wants to stop. Not to glare.Emang wrong where if they greet my rich commoners?]

[Not that nduk, ati-ati they're playboy level down. Don't be tempted by them]

Jehuhhh.... Cecep and his comrades laughed loudly.

[Everyone knows that some of your people are playboys. It's a public secret. Eum...kalo your men playboy his level down, commander squat level what level stand?]

Again, their laughter all broke.

[Sir, don't beat them!]

Febri was getting upset. There doesn't seem to be any authority at all.

[What the hell is mas? We were just talking between sellers and buyers. No more, is it mas-mas?]

I asked for their consent.

[But still!]

[And, who can dechetin neng Bia is just that commander? Kan neng Bia ge has a husband hahahah]

Again they mocked Febri.

[Heh! Thankfully, I was not there!]

Febri was getting upset.

[Udah ah mas, Mr. Febri call me what's wrong?]

I asked him his original purpose, he called me.

[Every night I met Sakti.]

I scrunched my forehead.

[Continues?]

[She said she ordered food with you. I want to be in Bi] too

I patted my eel. That only???

[Eum, yes. I'll make it tomorrow]

[Really yes? Titip the same people who want to take to the house]

[Yes]

I just answer it briefly.

Our video call is over. I say goodbye to Cecep and the others.

My orders are growing tomorrow. Bismillah, I can handle it. True Cecep said, I can ask Salamah tea and my neighbors who are not busy. After this, I have to go to them.

You're a strong deck in your mother's stomach. It's not that I'm crazy about money, but I just want to find busyness so as not to remember the pain your father gave you. I speak in my heart. It was as if I was chatting with my real son maybe he was not yet perfectly formed.

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