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The economic situation of Sena and Fajri began to be good. Sena nastar cake orders from Nina more and more. Nina's friends often order nastar even though it is not Eid al-Fitr.

Bang Tino's business is also very crowded. Fajri often came home with the money Bang Tino gave him for his helping wages in the market.

But Sena was very disappointed. The money his brother gave him never reached Sena's hands.

The reason Fajri, the money given by Abang Tino, was borrowed back by Bang Tino to pay for other goods.

Sena doesn't have much trouble. Sena has been blessed with the order of the cake and also the order of the pulse from Nina.

Nina did tell Sena to sell pulses. Because his Caddy friends are very royal with pulses. Nina could have sold it herself. But he didn't have time to shop.

Nina gave capital to Sena to sell pulses. Nina didn't ask for the benefit of her important sister Her brother was happy. That's what Nina wanted.

Today Fajri has no job in the harbor.

"Mas....Later return trade, anterin I to kosan Nina, yes. Nganter nastar's orders." Pinta Sena's.

"Yes, look at it first. Sometimes your brother asks you to take things." Said Fajri who began to be unfriendly again to Sena.

"Let's ask for permission for a moment with Bang Tino." Sena.

"Yes..." Fajri said that he immediately left without saying goodbye to Sena.

Sena just sighed. "Yes Allah... It used to be less windfall but Mas Fajri's affection was excessive. Now our windfall is good but Mas Fajri's affection is reduced." Inner Sena.

"Tante Sena...." Call Rita.

"Eh Rita and Ilham. Here's mbak, play." Take Sena.

"Om Fajri has left?" Ask Rita.

"New aja. Why?" Ask Sena.

"I want to ask Sena for help." Said Rita.

Sena is busy holding Ilham son of Rita.

"Solicit what's your help?" Sena kissed Ilham's cheek. Sena misses a child. But God has not given her trust. 2x already Sena had a miscarriage. And Fajri didn't take her to the doctor.

"I want to borrow the same money. Uh Om's already running." Rita does talk about Fajri, Om because her children are very close to Fajri.

Rita is a widow who was left dead by her husband when Ilham was 6 months old in Rita's womb. Ilham is now 4 years old.

"How much do you borrow?" Sena whispers to Rita so that Rita is not ashamed at hearing Sena's nosy front neighbor.

"Not much, 20 thousand. Ilham's brother wants to go to school has no fare." Said Rita.

Sena smiled. "Just a minute." Sena lowered Inspiration. He went into the room. Then Sena took 20 grand.

"Nih Ma'am. Agra will be late for school. Inspiration here is just like me." Sena.

"Thank you Sena." Go home first. Rita passes leaving Ilham who is cool to play with Sena.

Rita is back soon.

"Aren't you busy anymore?" Ask Rita.

"More relaxed. Want to cook Mas Fajri has rarely eaten at home." Sena said glumly.

"We make pastels." Take Rita.

Sena was very happy. "Seriously? What's the material?" Ask Sena who really likes pastels.

"What do you want to fill? Just let it go quick." Said Rita.

"It's okay. Then use the spicy peanut sauce." Sena.

"Aren't there any wheat? Margarine?" Ask Rita.

"There's dong. I'll always stock it." Sena.

"It means buy it." Said Rita.

Sena nodded and gave Rita some money for shopping.

Before long Rita was back with groceries. Pour vegetables to cook. He wants to eat with inspiration and Rita.

Rita taught Sena how to make pastels. Occasionally Sena practices the form of pastels. Sena is smart. Just by looking at it, he could already make it.

"So, you learn fast." Praise Rita.

"Why doesn't Rita trade pastels?" Ask Sena.

"Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Later if trade, I'm offered ya." Sena said while nodding.

"This is so much?" Sena can't believe it.

"Yes Brother. Fortunately good. Just a long time ago make it." Said Rita.

"Yes yeah." Sena. "It's gonna fry everything?" Ask Sena.

"So Sena's sister." Said Rita.

"Indeed if the fry late in the afternoon is okay? Make Mas Fajri." Sena.

"What a Brother. I have a refrigerator, go in. Not stale tomorrow if you go in the refrigerator." Obviously Rita.

Sena nodded. He halved his pastel-made results to Rita.

"That's a lot, sister. At home I was bored. I brought a little. Tar if I want, I'll stay here for." Canda Rita's.

"Oh yes. Can. can..." Sena smiled.

"I go home first. It's full." Canda Rita's.

Sena chuckles. They cook together and eat together.

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"Hmmmmm....Tasty... You made it?" Ask Fajri.

"So Rita played here..He keeps teaching me to make pastels." Sena.

"Can you make it after Rita's teaching?" Ask Fajri.

"God can do it." Sena.

Fajri smiles. He had no doubt about Sena's ability. Anything Sena can do. It's just the kid Sena can't give.

"So to Nina's place?" Ask Fajri.

"So dong Mas. Nina continues to. That's... I've been packing from yesterday. Just send it." Sena.

"Yes... I'm taking a break for a while." Fajri.

An hour Later. Sena and Fajri are ready.

"Where are you going?" Ask Rita who carries Ilham.

"We want an order." Sena.

"Oohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... I'm here to get back the money I paid this morning." Said Rita.

Sena smiled. "Alright, make Agra and Ilham a snack."

"Don't... Tomorrow I'm gonna pinjem to be embarrassed." Said Rita.

"What no. I'm sincere. Tomorrow if need be again, if I love you." Sena.

"Thank you, Sena. Be careful on the road." Said Rita.

Sena nodded. Fajri smiles. Fajri knows, Sena is indeed the person who does not have the heart especially the same Orphans.

Sena was also an orphan. He knows very well the distress of his Mother. Sena is never stingy to share with Orphans.

Fajri and Sena have left. There were 12 jars of nastar that Sena brought.

Fajri drives his bike. Sena held her nastaran.

"This abis mas back to Mother's house?" Ask Sena.

"Yes....I'm gonna have to turn your brother's bike around. Wh why? You wanna come?" Ask Fajri.

Sena nodded. "I'd like to get stitches. Mother called last afternoon." Sena.

Fajri nodded. "So Mother also send a message to me." Fajri.

Sena smiled. Her next hand held Dus and the one next to her hugged Fajri's waist.

Fajri stroked Sena's hand. Lately Fajri has always been a little rude to Sena.

"Let's go home from Nina's place, I'll eat Bang Iwan's porridge." Fajri.

"Yes Mas. I haven't eaten Bang Iwan's porridge in a long time either." Sena agreed.