Love (Not) Owned

Donator

Thank God every day there is a customer demand for nugget stock for more and more families. I remembered that I was still in the early days of selling very difficult for buyers, I finally decided to sell around after returning home from campus and the results were unexpected. Many mothers who were close to the index while studying in Semarang were my regular customers so I was not too dizzy to find customers let alone word of mouth promotion of the mothers there it's amazingly helpful.

And after I returned to my origin, not infrequently also incoming messages from the mothers of my nugget subscription who complain because they miss my nuggets. God is near to be sought and longed for.

I've been here for almost 2 years and I haven't seen my friends. Yes, only Jihan knows if I have settled back here, so I still ask her not to tell me much about my situation now.

Jihan used to ask me to rejoin a special class Alumni group but I refused her which she definitely knew why.

Not infrequently he also often mengkeplosan tell about other friends, especially Malik. Do not forget he always shared photos of togetherness with the alumni. Whether there is a hidden purpose, I don't know, which I think only he wants me to feel the happiness that he feels even through photos.

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"Shofie today mom comes shopping, it's been a long time since you came back here mom never to the market again, I miss the market atmosphere in the morning, I miss the market atmosphere, I also want to cook your sister's favorite food, not today they will all come to our house" said the mother finished the morning prayer.

"By mom, what the hell is not okay for my beautiful mother" I replied as I pinched her cheeks that looked wrinkled.

"kalo mother come do not forget Abah bought chicken porridge at the intersection of the road yes it's been a long time Abah did not eat chicken porridge there" pinta Abah who was immediately diyakan by mother.

After getting tired of driving around the market, my mother and I immediately put this much groceries into the car, yes, the day I choose to ride the car because mom will shop a lot to cook the favorite food of her daughter-in-law and grandchildren because if I ride the motorbike, I will be tired of the carrying, especially mother. Apart from cleaning my groceries and my mother went straight to the porridge to buy Abah's order.

"Three porridge yes in the wrap" I said to mang porridge

"ready neng"

I who wait for orders occasionally notice that my mother who is not far from me buys her favorite wet cakes. Today I look so happy to shop at the market.

But how do I look around Mom and talk, who is that ?

"neng is the porridge" mang porridge then gave my order and I immediately approached mother.

"mom's done" I asked as her mother and friend talked to mothers her age.

"it's deck, Abah's order is it ?" and I nod

I looked at the woman who was with my mother like she wasn't there for me.

"this is your son Dahlia ?" ask mom's friend

"yes, he's the same age as your son that I told you about before" replied the mother

wha what?? I'm not wrong, my mother told me to her friend and her son was the same age as me. My mom is incredibly active.

"sometimes play to go to the mother's house, like you used to have been to the house of a school-age mother first with your friends"

"ohh yes ma'am later Insha Allah if there is free time I will visit, but sorry mom if you may know my same-age mother's son who is his name ? maybe I forgot" I said with a smile on these two women.

"this is my mother's son" he pointed behind me

Surprised not dumbstruck when it turns out Malik is the son of my mother, why all this time I do not know si and mother all this time why not tell (inner me)

"nahh already remembered Shofie's son who this mother's son is"

I looked at his face for a moment and was forced to pull my lips to just smile even though it was heavy.

"ahhh yes I remember mom, apparently Malik is a mother's son yes" I asked stalely

Since the meeting at the coffee shop and several times reunited with him he looks cute and cold, I don't know I also don't understand the obvious even though it's just a stale base at least I'm not as bad as he thought.

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It's ten in the morning my brother one by one began to come with all the bustling excitement of this house full of children's voices, children, our jest and laughter arrived until lunchtime and I and my brother Zahra were in charge of preparing this lunch.

Finished eating we all gathered in the backyard just looking for a fresh breeze because the food that you cook is almost all spicy.

All children-in-law grandchildren are needed equally by Abah and Mother does not distinguish one from the other, there is no jealousy between us, there is no jealousy between us, all of this was thanks to their upbringing from us all being small when our economy was really far down.

Not too long ago I saw all the notification of the screams of the boys calling my name strongly breaking my focus.

Buu...

Buu Shofie's..

Come quickly ma'am...

That's what happens every time we get together.

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It did not feel Adhan Dzuhur began to sound, that's when we prepared for congregational prayers.

After this we return, there are back to back there are those who watch TV there are also those who sleep for a while.

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Dusk began to show its beautiful orange, the birds also flew together to form a beautiful formation, it felt the atmosphere in this village.

Done Magrib my brothers on farewell to go home but not with brother Zahra, usually if staying he would return to his Indekos the next morning.

Before I close my eyes I check this green app again.

I opened the message

Assalamualaikum

Shofies

Am I bothering you ?

If you are not busy please reply to my message

Malik

I don't know what wind suddenly I feel creepy until I said istighfar many times until I didn't realize brother Zahra called me several times.

"you why deck"

and I only answered with a head.

I was confused as to where he could find out my number, while only my family and co-workers knew that not all my colleagues had.

The shadow of his handsome face like a Korean actor with a tall white body and a sharp nose passing without permission.

O Allah, I have never stopped being privileged.

All I know, usually people who experience this are the ones who always think about the person while I don't think about why it could be this way, my subconscious has probably worked too hard all this time because it might be surprised to meet him so suddenly it's not used to it.

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This morning, the school will have a guest who will be donating funds for the development of the school and I was assigned to accompany my uncle while the guest was here.

At ten o'clock in the morning the waiting guests came, I saw there were 2 men entering the school grounds.

They were greeted by my uncle and guided them into the principal's office. I who was still preparing tea occasionally heard their chatter discussing the state of the school.

I invite both guests to enjoy tea and snacks. I sat across from my uncle as I listened to what these donors meant, who were actually emissaries of the company in town.

So for the handover of this fund will be directly given by the Director directly two days ahead.