Jamu Ma'am Up Level

Settled at Bu Karti's contract

Bu Karti stepped foot leaving Sri, and Sri returned to serve buyers one by one and did not feel the day was near noon.

The herbal medicine that Sri brought was still quite a lot, suddenly Sri's stomach was rumbling. Sri then ate with ravenous provisions that had been bought by Karti's mother.

"It seems like I should go home first, because I'm afraid the taste of herbal medicine will decrease." murmured in Sri's heart who then sped up the meal.

After finishing the meal, Sri serves one to two customers. And after that he pushed his cart to step out of the market.

Along the way he looked around right and left to memorize the path leading to Bu Karti's contract.

When he was about to push his watch cart to the road where yesterday there was an accident between the Bima car driven by Mang Ujang and Bu Karti wheelbarrow, which was driven by a car, Sri saw the figure of a small child and two men whom she recognized.

"Sa..sakti, he's with Mang Ujang and who? what, Rafa! Gawat, if Rafa finds out I'm here?" murmured Sri in the heart.

Ah, I'd better stop by RT's. Yes, I went there, even though my appearance changed who knows they still recognize me. Especially with the magic!" murmured in Sri's heart that accelerated his steps towards the house of RT sir.

Arriving at the house of Mr. RT, it appears that Mr. RT is on the terrace and is relaxing accompanied by a cup of coffee and snacks.

"Lho, is there anything still broken, Sri lama?" ask RT sir who was surprised at the arrival of Sri with his wheelbarrow.

"No sir, it's good!" sri replied while dismissing the wheelbarrow.

"Why should you, son?" ask the RT man curiously.

"Look sir, I want you to change the paint on this wheelbarrow. The goal is to change the atmosphere and be able to attract the attention of customers!" sri replied that showed the parts of paint on the wagon that were peeled off.

"Okay son, I'll paint the wagon. It just so happens that you still have wood paint, and it can still be used." Said the RT sir. Sri nodded and reviewed her smile.

Mr. RT then went into the house and took some equipment to paint it.

Meanwhile, Sri lowered the bottle and jerry cans, while looking at where Sakti, Mang Ujang and Rafa were on the side of the road. They seem confused.

The situation where Rafa was upset and scolded the Ujang mang.

"Mang Ujang! why are you staying here with our mistress? if he's why-why how!" rafa exclaimed with a waistline pacing around the place.

"Ma'af sir!" said Mang Ujang

"Ma'af yesterday because of the mistress who told me to immediately pick up mas Sakti." continued Mang Ujang who gave an excuse to his employer's son.

"Aaaghh, can you call Sakti's teacher to hold back first? And you can leave your nyoya with people she doesn't know!" exclaiming Rafa who was angry at Mang Ujang.

"Ma'af, I'm sorry sir. I didn't know it was going to be like this either!" said Mang Ujang while bowing his head.

"Om already, om don't get mad at Mang Ujang! if only om was not evil with mama Ci, mama Ci might still be with Sakti until now!" said Sakti who among Isak his tears.

Just in a day's stay by Sri, the little boy felt an incredible kangen.

"Mama Ci, Mama Ci where are you? Sakti kangen mama!'" Sobs Sakti and Rafa let out a sigh which then he approached Sakti and stroked the little boy.

"Don't anyone have his phone number?" ask Rafa on the Ujang mang.

"Ma'af sir, yesterday the lady bought her phone with me, but I haven't had time to save the lady's number. If on the phone madam yesterday I have saved our numbers all." reply Mang Ujang.

"Finally, we'd better go home! he might have reached his village!" rafa exclaimed, leading Sakti to approach the car and open the door.

Sakti also rose and so did Rafa, while Mang Ujang also did.

Mang Ujang started the car and then did it back down the highway, which led to their residence.

Meanwhile, Sri, who was at the RT pack's house, saw the activity of RT's pack who painted the Bu Karti jamu wheelbarrow.

"Sir Sri, in drinking and first eaten tea with cake!" exclaimed the middle-aged woman who was none other than the wife of Mr. RT.

"Oiya, thank you." said Sri while commenting on her smile and accompanied by Ms. RT, they talked to each other while paying attention to the RT sir who painted the bu Karti jamu wheelbarrow.

Before long the RT pack had finished painting it and left the wagon under the scorching sun.

While waiting for the paint to dry, the three of them exchanged stories. And Sri took advantage to ask about strategic locations to sell around Bu Karti's contract.

The sun was rolling west, and the paint on the wheelbarrow was already drying up. Sri was assisted by RT and Bu RT to reattach the empty bottles and jerry cans and there are still contents into and also on the wheelbarrow.

"Sir RT, this is a little to buy more paint for the father. Thank you sir, the wagon looks new again!' said Sri while giving some money sheets on RT sir.

"What'sthis? thanks to Sri. The paint is just the rest of the paint." said Mr. RT while staring at Sri.

"Nothing that matters is that the wagon has changed! he..he...!' sri said and everyone laughed.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" say goodbye to Sri accompanied by extending his hand to Pak RT and also Bu RT.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, watch out for Sri!" the two husbands replied while waving their right hands up.

"Yes." replied Sri while nodding her head and commenting on her smile.

Sri again pushed the wheelbarrow that had been painted to the Bu Karti contract.

Quite a long time also Sri pushed the cart and in the end he had arrived at the rented Bu Karti.

Sri immediately opened the rented door and then put the bottles and jerry cans on top and in the wheelbarrow.

Sri poured the remaining herbal medicine into pots that correspond to the herbal medicine. After that Sri boiled one by one a pot containing the herbal medicine.

When finished, Sri closed the door and locked the front door of the house. Then Sri stepped her feet towards the bathroom to clean herself and berwudlu.

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