Jamu Ma'am Up Level

Meet Sakti in the Park

Sri and Karyo continued the journey with a quiet atmosphere.

Not a word came out of their lips, just the music playing in the audio of the pick up car.

"Eh, I was just kidding. Sri really angry seems? How do I approach him?" karyo said in his heart.

"He.he.I can also pretend to be angry! You are Sri kerjai mas Karyo!" Sri nodded with a smile.

And their arrival beside the entrance gate of housing is Always Beautiful.

Karyo pulls off his pick-up car and immediately dismisses it.

Sri came down and there was not a word of karyo that used to tempt Sri.

"Before selling, ask ma'af first be the same mas Karyo. Let the sale sell! he.he..!" the word in Sri's heart.

When the basket was on his back, Sri approached Karyo and raised her hand with a smile.

"Mas Karyo, forgive Sri ya!" sri said that made Karyo turn his head and was surprised at once.

Then he developed a smile on his lips.

"Is Sri not forgiven, huh?" sri said while shaking his hands, because long enough Karyo did not respond.

"For you in Sri, there is always a ma'af door. And mas Karyo asked ma'af if the joking mas Karyo is too much for you in Sri" replied Karyo while replying to Sri's hand and continued to be happy.

"Yes mas, our inner birth forgives each other yes" said Sri who reviewed the smile.

"Yes dik Sri' reply Karyo.

"Yes already mas Karyo, Sri went to find money first !" sri said as Karyo had already let go of her hand.

"Hopefully sweet!' karyo who prayed.

"Aamiin ya Robbal alaamiin" replied Sri who returned smiling.

"It's gone!" karyo said as he waved his hand.

"Thank you Karyo, by the way....!" pamit Sri who put her foot down left Karyo.

Slowly Sri walked into the Housing by walking down the road as usual he peddled his watch.

"You....!"

Suddenly someone called Sri turned to look for the source of the voice.

After meeting, Sri approached the person who called her.

"You Ma?" sri asked her.

"Yes, yes!" said the young woman, who appeared with a mother.

"Cabe puyang and the antidote for rice jamu kencur!" answer the mother.

"If I were turmeric betel and the antidote is Sinom yea!" said the young woman.

"Yes mother, mbak" said Sri who then served them one by one.

"Sir, the taste of the clock is similar to that made by Mbak Minah?" ask the mother who turned out to be a customer for Minah's watch.

"Oiya, we are one production, Minah is not a maker. He's just like me, a jam seller!" sri said that justifies the mistake.

"Oh so he's just selling huh? he said it was homemade!" said the young woman.

"Yes because of what Bu Lik Sumilah did" Sri said.

"Oh yes!" said the young woman.

"Why don't you do it yourself?" said the mother.

"In addition to never made, also do not dare about the taste of Mom!" sri said what it is.

"It's fine too!" said the mother.

After serving the mother and child, Sri still serves some herbal medicine customers who began to arrive.

After an hour, Sri finished serving the customers of herbal medicine, Sri then set foot to the park where yesterday she was selling and while peddling her watch back.

"You're mbak..!" and again someone attacked Sri.

Sri went back to find the source of the voice, and approached the mothers who called her.

He served the buyer painstakingly.

After completion, Sri again set foot to the park in the middle of the housing.

Along the entrance to the park, Sri remembers the time she was helped by a young man when he was seduced by two thugs yesterday.

"Oiya yesterday I met Rafael here. Raphael...Bima...? yeah, they're pretty much the same?" sri Yan g lowered his basket on the seat of cement.

Not long after, the customers arrived.

"This was Jamu yesterday?" ask some customers.

"Yes" Sri replied with a smile.

"Mother..! buy jamu..!" whinek a little boy who was out walking with his mother and his sister who was on his baby sticker.

"Yes-yes, but don't bother! how will your sister fall?" ask the mother.

"I want that sour jamu!" said the boy while pointing towards Sri bakul.

Sri who knew about it, immediately approached the little boy.

"Sabar ya dik, this is still a lot of time, mbak serve first queue yes" said Sri friendly.

And the little boy nodded in understanding, then stayed beside his mother and stood in line.

Before long, Sri served the little boy and his mother.

Sri is busy serving buyers, until not aware of the arrival of Sakti and her baby sister.

"Sir Jamu..!" call Sakti to Sri, and Sri looks for a small voice that has been memorized in her ear.

"Prince handsome..!" balas Sri who then squatted aligned herself with the boy who was too handsome.

"Macquired herbs..! Let's go to Grandma Sakti's house. Granny is sick from the hospital!' say Sakti a little cedal.

"Well, Grandma Sakti is sick?" sri asked her baby sister Sakti.

"Mrs heartache, mbak jamu!" answer the baby sister Sakti.

"Oh, just a minute. Ma'am wants to finish selling his watch first huh!" said Sri.

"It will be in the banong sama papa, let's go to grandma's house!" said Sakti who hugged Sri spoiled arm.

"Well, if the handsome prince is like this, it's hard to resist!" sri Seraya smiled.

"He .he..!" Sakti is just grinning.

"Ma'af yes mbak, mas Sakti indeed if that's it should be, don't want to be about." said baby sister Sakti.

"Yes, I know a little bit' said Sri who tidied up her trade.

Sakti and her baby sister set foot and Sri walked after Sakti and her baby sister.

Sri is trying to align her steps with Sakti and her baby sister.

The three of them left the park and walked towards a house where Sri had also been to that house yesterday.

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