LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN

Rujak vs Salad

After Alzam leaves, Olivia returns to her room. He began working on college assignments by befriending his laptop, as well as a glass of cold milk he took from the refrigerator.

The girl looked serious about her work, so it did not feel the time had shown almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

Finally the task was completed, and he closed his laptop. After that, Olivia grabbed her mobile phone that had been completely untouched. There was one chat from Alzam that even Olivia was unaware of.

“Sejam ago? Hah... Sangkin serious, so do not realize there is a chat from Mas Al,” muttered Olivia.

He also opened the message that contained do not forget to eat and also pray. The usual message that Alzam often sends to Olivia, when the two are not together.

Although only a simple message, but it was able to make a straight line on Olivia's lips become curved with sweetness.

He also replied to her by reminding her the same thing.

After that, Olivia again put her phone on the nightstand, while she cleaned up all the objects she used to do her college assignments earlier.

When he was done, he walked towards the kitchen and saw that his annual supply of tempeh had run out. Olivia decides to go to a nearby stall and look for something there, which can prop up her hungry stomach.

Arriving at the stall, he saw a vegetable street vendor who held his wares beside the stall, using only one large table and one small table.

“Bu, buy tempe one box equal know one pack,” said Olivia.

The shop owner took what the woman asked for, then mentioned her nominal.

Olivia paid for it, and then left the stall.

When she was about to leave, Olivia seemed interested in the street vendor and then approached. When he noticed, he saw there were various vegetables that were ripe such as kale, sweet potato leaves, cabbage, bean sprouts, long beans and also kecapir.

There are also those that are still raw such as cucumbers, young stone bananas, ketella, and jicama. Even the fruits that are usually made fruit rujak there.

Olivia had never seen a seller like this before, so she asked.

“Excuse me, Mom. What's the selling mother?” ask Olivia.

“Oh, I trade rujak, Neng. What do you want to run? There is vegetable rujak, mashed rujak, or fruit rujak?” ask the merchant rujak.

“Rujak?” ask Olivia.

He had never heard the word before, so the woman tried to think hard about the food.

“Ehm, sorry, Mom. What is rujak?” ask Olivia.

The merchant was surprised to hear Olivia's question. He did not think that there were people who did not know what a rujak was.

“Ehm, Eneng is native in the country right? What blaster? Or long stay abroad?” ask the seller.

“No, Mom. I'm native domestically. Just ever seen a cake like this,” replied Olivia.

“Oohh... Eneng rich people huh? Usually rich people do not know this food,” said the seller.

He then explained each of the merchandise menu, from starting vegetable dishes, mashed rujak to fruit rujak.

After hearing the explanation from the seller, he also had a glimpse of the foods.

“Kek salad so yes, just this use peanut sauce if I usually eat the mayo sauce, the vegetables are also raw. You can take one vegetable, Mom. Who cares well,” order Olivia.

“No want to try it all, Neng? Let's know what it feels like,” persuade the seller.

“No, Mom. Nyoba one first,” says Olivia.

The seller then made an order for Olivia. The girl sat down as her eyes continued to pay attention to every ingredient used, as well as the steps of its manufacture.

When he finished, he paid for it by giving a hundred thousand dollars, without asking the price first.

“No small money, Neng?” ask the seller.

“Emang what price, Bu?” ask Olivia.

“Hah? Which actually?” ask Olivia in shock.

Maddened. Really cheap. I used to buy salads at restaurants, the price was many times that of this. Anjirs. I've been followed for years, Olivia's mind.

After that, he took the money back from his wallet. He pretended to be looking for a long time.

“Ehm... Here, Mom. Sorry, I guess there was no small money earlier, it turned out to slip,” Olivia said lying.

“Case yes, Neng,” sahut the seller rujak.

“Iya, Mom. Thanks yes,” said Olivia.

The woman then returned to her rented house, and tried the new menu she met at the street vendor's stand.

From her expression, Olivia was seen enjoying the food. He can even spend it alone, but not accompanied by rice.

Vegetables are a lot in the dish, enough to make Olivia's stomach full despite not eating rice.

After eating, he took ablution and dzuhur prayer alone at home. Little by little, Olivia began to memorize prayers, although sometimes she stopped long enough to remember the forgotten passage.

All thanks to the husband who deliberately hardened his prayer reading every time they congregated at home, so that Olivia was used to hearing it and indirectly recorded in memory.

Alzam did not return, but the young man would return home after the Ashar prayer.

After marriage, especially these few weeks, she would always come home quickly. If previously he always came home after isha or until the store closed, but now Alzam always returns home ba'da ashar every day.

He entrusted all his regional affairs to Abas, whom he had officially appointed as manager of his shop.

In addition to being a senior employee, Abas can also supervise his colleagues, and understand how to set up a shop when Alzam can not come.

After Olivia finished the dhuhur prayer, she came out of the room intending to relax and watch TV, and her eyes caught a pile of dirty clothes in the laundry basket.

Today should be their schedule for washing. Usually Alzam will wash at night when they want to sleep, and soak it with a perfume solution until morning.

It was only after dawn, Olivia who served to sun him outside. But apparently, the arrival of Papah Abi last night made Alzam had not had time to wash.

Olivia then tried to take the laundry, and intended to wash it. Armed with the knowledge he saw while accompanying the husband to wash, he also began to prepare a large tub to soak the dirty clothes into detergent solution.

"The clothes are used in about half an hour using detergent, so that the dirt is easy to find."

Alzam's voice seemed to be clearly heard in Olivia's ears at this moment. She always remembered the words of her husband, whenever the young man gave a briefing about doing something.

While waiting for her bath, Olivia checked her dresser.

He replies to Leon about the task he just completed. Not noticeably, half an hour passed and Olivia was now back faced with a dirty laundry tub.

He began to take one by one the clothes that had been wet by the detergent solution, and rubbed it ala perfungnya. This was his first experience washing his own clothes manually using his hands.

Because of the wrong position when megucek, Olivia's fingers were scuffed and felt sore. Plus the amount of detergent that is too much, making his hands red and hot.

However, the girl did not want to be said not to be sick, so she continued to do it even with grimacing pain because the wound was constantly exposed to soapy water.

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