Married Tajir Man

Chapter 16 - Exhausting

" Asalamu'alaikum!"

" Wa'alaikumsalam, would you like to nganter ra cake?" Ask with a stale base.

" Yes, ma'am, did you finish yesterday?" Ask the shop owner's mother.

Hand over the empty container to Sheira.

" This is ra abis all! People are on the crap."

" Alhamdulillah if that's it." Take the empty container and hand it to the mother of the owner of the basket shop that has been filled with cakes.

" Yes ra, mom's shop is so crowded because many buy your cake."

" Thank you mom, you've been given a ride on pastries made by me and mom." Obviously Syeira with a gentle smile to the shop owner's mom.

" Yes equally ra, this is also the sale of mothers are also crowded, so thank you again you know. We both need and benefit each other, hahaha." Canda the shop owner's mother.

" Hehehe yes, yes I have said yes, Assalamu'alaikum." Yaps the name of the store owner is a mum who is kind enough to accept the Syeira cake to ride on sale. If to share the results is not, because bu jum itself does not want to be given or take advantage of a little of the cake Syeira. According to him, the person who bought the cake Syeira was partly buying groceries to the store bu jum itself. So break even buy cakes and buy drinks, oil or sugar.

Most of the children buy the cake Syeira followed by his mother from behind, continued his mother buy soap is shampoo is what he thinks is out of stock at home.

" Neylorda."

Syeira walked towards his motorcycle and returned to the other shop. Arriving at another store, Syeira re-entered the cakes with the brownies she made earlier. For this store a little far from the store and his house, so his mother will not be able to get to this one store. Because it would be exhausting to walk to this store. Usually Syeira who always take money for this one store.

" Asalamu'alaikum!"

Come out a woman of the same age as Sheira.

" Neylorda."

" Excuse me, uh you're san."

" Yes ra, would you like a cake?" Ask and walk towards Sheira.

" Yes this san, and there's also the addition of brownies." Handing the cake basket to Sandra.

" Okay ra." Take that cake basket.

" I came home first thanks before."

" Then ra." Seeing Syeira who rode his motorcycle after Syeira was not seen again Sandra entered his house arranging the cakes.

Sandra is indeed a friend of Syeira one school even one class. They are friends but not as familiar as Nana, and it just so happens that the store has Sandra's parents.

Arriving at the house Syeira cleans herself who already smells of sweat because of making cakes.

" Huft," sheds her body in a padded mattress and is comfortable to sleep with." Ah tired, yes, but thank God it's done all sorted out too." Mumbled to himself in the room, laying down his body while rubbing his hands into the bed.

Tired of course how not tired after coming home from school immediately make a cake and deliver the cakes. But it was all he did sincerely because he wanted to help his mother and did not want to be too tiring his mother for making cakes.

Making a cake is easy if you look at it, but there are several cakes and different techniques will certainly produce energy that is not small.

Allahu akbar allahu....

Azan magrib also reverberated when Syeira performed the magrib prayer first before doing anything else. Finish Syeira prayer restores his body by playing a cell phone for a while before studying.

" Oh yes, mother came home at what time later and then I have to pick up whether or not there will be someone who should have asked for a phone number sir earlier." Mumbled to himself until he finally remembered his conversation with Nana who wanted to be taught about a lesson he had not yet understood.

Drt drt....

" Yes ra, what's up?"

" I'm gonna ask you about a lesson I didn't understand yet."

" Oh yeah, we video call everywhere."

" okay."

They finally made a video call.

" Where? which one am I trying to see?"

" I'll open the book." Syeira then walked up to her desk and began to open her book.

They conduct learning discussions through video calls and. With the accompanying joke certainly so as not to create a crisp atmosphere hahaha....

Explain what Syeira does not understand about the learning material. A mutually beneficial friendship then. Not just to play games but to exchange ideas as well.

Because the brain is almost the same or as the mind up to learning also so easy to exchange thoughts. And trust each other when someone explains he will believe that it is the formula but different if not believe or not as thought the formula will be useless because it does not believe in what the friend taught.

" Ra you're home alone?"

" Yes, yeah."

" Where is your mother going?"

" Ext again out, help cook in the neighbor's house and you know not the neighbor who told you to help make the cook his house gedhe really!"

" Well, really?, which side is it."

" My house turned right truuuss road until it met the house that gedhe anyway."

" Why could it be your mother was told to go there, how?"

" So yesterday he said there was someone here who was a beautiful woman but younger than her mother, nha kept telling mom to help cook because she knew that mom was smart to cook."

" What do you do, how do you go home?"

" I don't know the most about it."

" I think the hell is soallnya must be the driver of many rich people, hahaha."

" Yes, too, jaudah I closed first thanks for helping."

" Okay, bye."

" Bye."

They also ended the phone because Syeira wanted to pray isya. Preoccupation with chatting with Nana until forgetting to pray isya.

When Syeira wants to open the refrigerator because her stomach is starving to be filled with food. Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

Tok tok.....

Sheira opened her door thinking who's been meeting these nights, where she's home alone. Afraid to open the door.

Chequelek

" Assalamu'alaikum."

" Waalaikumsalam, my goodness who's kirain." And it turns out that the one who knocked on the door was Syeira's mother who had just come home from Diana's house because she helped cook for the Thanksgiving.

" What the hell is it?"

" Yes afraid of criminals or men who want to do evil."

" You have no thoughts." Enter the house does not forget to close the door back and lock it because it is night taku later there will be a thief or what.

" It's food, you haven't eaten yet, right?" Put some food wrappers on the kitchen table.

" Not yet." The one who had been sitting on the dining chair was preparing to eat, the food that her mother had brought from Diana's house.

" Woah! so much ma'am?" Sheira asked happily because she saw a lot of food that her mother had brought.

" Yes Diana's mom who was very kind to him so much brought."

" A lot of people are coming, ma'am?"

" It's good, but the food is still a lot more, so yes brought the same people who help there." Obviously Miss Diana while opening the food wrapper. How many cakes and side dishes to eat.

" Well, who made this cake?" Plucking a cake in front of him.

" Mommy, it just so happens that he asked mom to make a cake what you did not say I could continue to make their dishes."

" Whose mother was delivered?"

" The driver was Diana if you weren't wrong earlier, you've eaten a lot."

" Don't you eat?"

" Mom ate earlier, wanted to take a sticky shower, the smell of sweat too." Walk towards the room to pick up clothes and then go to the bathroom, because Syeira's house the bathroom is not in the room, all are outside the room.

" Eh."

Syeira ate voraciously because seeing the many side dishes available made her appetite so increased.

After the meal, Syeira keeps all the food in the refrigerator and goes back to the room to rest.

Likewise with his mother who had slept, maybe because of fatigue helped cook earlier in the house Miss Diana so quickly went to sleep.