
All day, Devan thought about a lot of things. How to pay off this land in a week. Is there a work in the village that can make millions in just a week.
In the midst of his turmoil, thought of money. Hayu approaches Devan.
"What are you thinking?" tanya Hayu, though still scared.
Devan is looking."There's nothing" said Devan. He did not want to put any more burden on the girl.
I-i know. You must have thought about what you said earlier, about paying off this land in one Sunday, ' Inner Hayu.
Hayu sat next to him. "I have four million rupiah. You're helping me find the addition?" ask Hayu. However, Devan was silent.
It seems he can not hold his words if he borrowed Hayu's money.
"I promise you why your savings should come out. Never mind, I can finish it," explained Devan. Even though he doesn't know what to use.
"Don't be stubborn" Hayu said, chuckling.
"We're Husbands and Wives, Mas. Husband's distress is also Wife's distress. If you think you can't hold your words you're wrong! You have helped us too much and you are the best husband" explained Hayu at length to make Devan moved.
"I know, in this village where there are jobs that can make millions in one week." Devan eventually relents and accepts Hayu's money.
"We're looking together, yeah.."
"sorry. I feel useless being your husband" Devan explained, making Hayu flinch.
"You're wrong. You are the best husband."
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Two days after that.
Devan is working desperately. Hearing about Devan's challenge to Zara, Mr. Rito felt sorry for her. He also does not like Zara who always seems to be alone. For him it's not a problem, to lend money to Devan. However, if he observes Devan while working here, he knows Devan is not a person who will want to receive free money.
"Devan," call Mr. Rito. Devan looked up and walked.
"Yes, Sir? What's up?" devan asked politely.
"You want to go to town? Delivering and distributing vegetables with Pian? If he you can get a lot of tips," explained Mr. Rito, although it is actually big but he will secretly add it.
"You, Sir! Wanted me even. I'm money again, hehe," Devan explained as he chuckled awkwardly.
He's actually a good young man.'
"alright. You can get ready now, tomorrow morning you can go with Pian. Four o'clock and a half" explained Mr. Rito. Devan nodded.
Thank you, O God... You gave me a try and then you gave us the ease to overcome it, Devan was grateful.
Devan won't tell Hayu. Because he knew Hayu and Ratna could never go to the city, nor did Hayu want to worry if he had to work from dawn.
"Here let me have a massage" said Hayu. I saw the tired face of my husband. Devan nodded, because he was tired. What's more, early in the morning he had to travel far into the city.
I don't know, why... For your sake I'm willing to do all of this, Devan's inner, staring at Hayu.
His body felt very comfortable and relaxed after his wife's massage. It turns out that this fun housekeeping. Cape in incandescent, showering is washed, eating isipine, and last plus-plus every night.
Astagfirullah, think what city this is! Once he seemed reluctant, what else every night!' Devan brushed off the dirty thoughts from his brain.
Then, without feeling he fell asleep. Fortunately, the alarm was set to wake up at half-four in the morning. To get ready and go.
"Udah, sleeping? You must be tired, Mom. Sorry yes, trouble you," muttered Hayu, staring at the lethargic face of her Husband. However, he did not see the little smile on the lips of the husband.
Which indicates, although he had to slam bones for Hayu and his mother. He still feels happy there is Hayu beside him to give him more attention every day.
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Tomorrow.
At 03:45 in the morning.
Devan wakes up to his alarm. He hurriedly turned it off so as not to hear Hayu. Then, lazily head for the bathroom and shower. Devan who has learned about prayer finally decided to pray first before leaving.
Not to forget he prayed, so that he was given salvation until the destination even returned to the village. He also prayed that today he would get sustenance to increase the land money.
"Amina!" devan at the end.
Devan wears the jacket that Hayu gave him then, slowly approaching his wife. And, a brief peek at Hayu's forehead.
The cup!
The cup!
Right cheek.
The cup!
Left cheek.
The cup!
Hayu's Nose.
Lastly, he stared at Hayu's rancid lips, which had been very tempting to his faith all along. He advanced slowly, afraid of being caught by Hayu.
The cup!
A little while he sipped it. Then, he hurriedly let go, because Hayu was already wriggling amusedly.
"Huh. fortunately he's still sleeping."
"I say yes, my wife! Well at home, your husband wants to seek blessings for us" Devan said, then left.
Mr. Rito's House.
"Assalamu'alaikum, sir." Devan approached Rito and Pian who had been there first.
"Waalaikumsalam," replied Mr. Rito and Pian simultaneously.
"Are you ready, Van?" Devan nodded for sure.
"All right, you need to go now. Let Pian drive he already knows which place to go."
Like that, Devan's activities. They went to the city selling all the vegetables to the merchants.
The activity, he did for approximately seven days and it had raised quite a lot of money, about five million. And, Thank God in these five days income is very much and he also often get tips from buyers because of his handsome face.
Mothers always say they want Devan to marry their children.
"God! If the seller of vegetables as handsome as this mah, I also want, Mas," said Mothers.
"Well, my son wants to, Mas Devan?" ask the other mothers.
Devan just tried to smile kindly. "I'm sorry, but I already have a wife. Well, if he is not. you can make a match," said Devan, pointing to Pian. Makes the man upset.
"Well, baby, once. But, Mas Pian ribs are no less handsome really," said the mothers.
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Hayu these few days is always anxious, with Devan's condition always going out at dawn and coming home late at night. He's afraid Devan is exhausted or...
Brak! Brak! Brak!
Hayu was aghast in shock, when he heard the door in the corner loudly.
"Yes! patience!"
Chequek!
"Where do you promise, huh!"
"Don't say that!" shouted Zara, who could not bear to berate Hayu. For the actions of Hayu last time that made him ashamed.
"Stop! Don't you step on your foot in my house!" shouts Devan from a distance.
Makes many people look seriously.
"Well! poor bastard, dare to say which week now!" snapped Zara, without fear.
Plaque!
Devan, feeling hateful, threw the envelope of money into Zara's chest. It makes the old woman ashamed.
"I've paid it off! Don't you come to our house again!" snapped Devan.
"Go!"