My destiny?

S-2 °Part 21

Andi came with 2 packs of grilled rice that was still hot.

" Emmm... It smells good." Aplip said in a breath of air as his eyes closed.

" Let's try the taste, while it's still hot."

" We better order a surabi first. Later we can wait for the manure to ripen, while we eat this grilled rice."

" Can.."

April and Andi go to the surabi cake seller. Smoke smell typical of charcoal burning. Smelled also delicious fragrant surabi aroma that has just been lifted from the furnace.

" The Surabouts are still ma'am..." Ask April to a female seller who is around 45 years old.

" Of course it's still neng. We're open until 10 p.m."

" Sat.." April hesitates to order surabi as you see fit. April glanced at Andi beside her.

" Ommm, Buu.. I want a mail order." Andi.

" What do you want to taste?" Ask the seller.

" Emmm.... That way... I ordered a surabi flavor that never existed." Andi's words were accompanied by a grin.

Mom, the surabi seller squinted,

" His mom and dad are you Miss Risma?" Ask seller.

" I'm Mom's son, and this is my wife." Obviously Andi.

" Why do you know my mother?" Wonder Andi.

" Ha ha ha.. Because only Ms. Risma ordered surabi with such a designation." Kikik Mother surabi seller.

April and Andi looked at each other.

" In a moment, I'll make a special one for Risma." Said the seller after successfully stopping his laughter.

" Is there a Mom, like that?" Ask April.

" There is of course a Mama.." He said while pouring a piece of surabi dough into the place of burning.

" Is it just this taste? There's nothing else?"

" You want a surabi no Dek?" Ask Andi in April.

" May I."

" What is the taste, Mom? The most delicious taste and recommended what?" Ask April.

The mother fanned the furnace with a fan of woven bamboo.

" Special is a hard feeling to express." He said with a smile.

" Everything feels weird like that, huh?" Wonder Andi.

" My Surabi is special, so it has special names as well Mas.."

"Confusing, what more taste it's trying." Andi's muttering of the suspense made the surabi seller chuckle.

" this... Surabi with a taste that never existed is ripe." Say it while handing over a portion of surabi in a small box.

" Try opening the Deck, I wonder what the hell?"

April opened the box,

" It's oncom pedass..." Andi said scowling.

" Why can it also be called a taste that never existed." Gerrutu Andi's.

" It's like my Samy taste never existed for you." Said the seller.

" Furthermore is samyang...It's noodles, it's surabi." Andi said in disbelief.

" That means the mother.. It's my love that was never there for you." April whispers explain the seller's joke.

" Oh gosh..."

" Samyang will taste pedass, this is also spicy. So just sala, don't be dizzy thinking." Say Mother surabi seller lightly.

Andi patted his gawking jidat. There is really just the idea of the seller to attract buyers with unique names.

" Well, what's that hard taste to express?" Ask Andi.

" Monggo see for yourself." He said a smile.

" It's a cheese..." Andi grabbed her own hair.

April chuckles at the disappointment of her husband. The surabi seller's mother smiled. Because he often sees customers who model like Andi. Many also protested and were anxious with the names of the surabi that He created.

" Yes is right.. The taste that is sad to express is yes cheese-juran." Entirely.

Andi mangosteen - bearded with her flat face.

" Mom is ter ter ter the best. Looks like I have a motto of life, why should it be made easier if it can be complicated." Said Andi by giving both thumbs up his hands.

" Wah.. Thanks for the input, Mas. Later I will add such a sentence on my sales banner."

It turns out that on the right of the cart has been attached various images of surabi with unique names. Buyers will know what the taste of the drag stuck there.

Since Andi and April don't see it, Andi is like a fool.

" Here you go, Mom, I'm dizzy." Said Andi who was kneeling her pulsating temple.

" How much is Ma'am all?" Ask April.

" just 20,000 Ma'am.. Price of friends."

" Wait a minute, who's your friend?" Cut Andi.

" Oh, we are."

" We?" Andi raised next to her eyebrows. The mother of the surabi seller also nudged the mantab.

" Once you go.." Andi pretended to wag her long hair.

Laughter again adds to the crowded streets. Aplip handing the money to the seller. Then sit back on the sidewalk to eat grilled rice that is almost cold.

After finishing eating, April let Andi go home. It turned out to be half 10 p.m. A cold night wind pierced the skin.

April tightened her embrace on Andi who was driving the bike towards home.

" It's cold?" Andi asked a little glance from the motor bike.

" He umm Mas..." Answer April close up.

Suddenly, Andi pulled the bike over.

"Cock stop Mas?" Wonder April.

Andi did not answer, Andi opened the jacket he was wearing. Then painstakingly, he put his jacket on the wife.

" No need to Mas, Later Mas Andi cold. Mas Andi just pakae shorts the same short shirt that lohh." Reject April trying to take off Andi's jacket

" She's strong, let alone the night wind. Rainstorms, thunderstorms, hurricanes will be Mas trabas for your sake dear." Candanya.

Suddenly the wind blew strong enough, making the April hijab flashed indeterminate direction.

" Astagfirullah's... Forgive Yes Allah... Just messing around.." Said Andi patting his mouth softly many times.

" Tuh Mas's... That's why it's guarded." Tegur April patted Andi's shoulder.

" Yes, I'm sorry..."

Andi continued on her way home. On the way, April recalled something.

" Mad." Oh."

" Yeah?"

" Later in front of the Pharmacy stopped for a moment." Pinta April's.

" Is there anything you want to buy?" Ask Andi.

" Yes, I want to buy something first. Can you ?"

" May.. We'll stop soon, we'll stop."

" What would you buy?" Ask Andi curious.

" Im..." April hesitated to speak.

" How much did Hmmm do ? What are you buying?" Ask Andi again.

" Later Mas Andi will know for himself."

" Oh well then, I won't stop." Threatened him.

" Issshh Mas Andi is that person." Grousers April.

"Tell him.."

" I'm going to buy...."

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Be together...

Hi haii..

Sorry yesterday did not update. The author's data package runs out, the bokek wallet. The intention is to buy a data package waiting for payday from NT. But if you really wait for a real salary. Definitely will be old bingittss, I don't know how many months or years can pull the cash 😂Hoo blurred readersa April..

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