MY HUSBAND IS STINGY
"A Challenge" (2)
Until the vegetable I was stunned staring at the vegetables in front of the eyes. I was going to buy tempeh but I had no oil and no seasoning because all the ingredients were used to make the porridge earlier.
While cool daydreaming suddenly my shoulder was patted by someone.
"Mbak, I'm really dumb. Let's choose the vegetables are still seger-seger this loh," said Mang Korim, the vegetable maker surprised me in daydreams.
"Yes Mang patient napa, this is also thinking." My protest.
taken with "O"ria by Mang Korim.
And I fell back in front of his vegetable cart counting and sorting until I finally saw a big plastic cracker hanging at the end of the cart.
"How many krupuknya?" I asked while showing the crackers I meant.
"Oh it's cheap as a sack just a sack," he replied lightly. Hmmm .. sekung means certainly not in the true sense huh hihihi.
As my smile expanded, I pulled the cracker from the bond, immediately paid it off and just passed.
"Nih Nang kerupuknya one yes, while giving a fractional Rp. 5000,-"
Mang korim who saw me just buying crackers was only able to fall silent in confusion.
"Let me feed you crackers with soy sauce that stingy guy, I think it's a lot of money huh pelitt base ....!" I screamed as I walked home.
Do not forget to stop by the Minah mpok stall to buy sachet soy sauce.
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Arriving at home I saw only my two children who were still cool to continue his favorite cartoon show.
Today I do not have to bother because I only cook rice. 10 minutes I have finished washing and put it in majicom.
"Udah Mateng ya Mah, why a very short tumben?" my husband asked in amazement when he saw me coming out of the kitchen no more than 10 minutes after entering it.
"Udah really, just wait for Nasi mateng aja," I replied as casually as possible. My heart is so angry.
30 minutes passed by the sound of jets from the majicom signifying the rice that I had cooked.
As fast as lightning he got up from his seat and put gawau on the table.
In my heart I smiled amusedly imagining his confused expression. I count to 3 he'll call me. 1 ... 2 ... 3 ....!
"Ma ... Which side dish is there anyway?" the question screams just like the screams of worms in her stomach asking to be fed.
I took a breath for a moment to take a step back at his screams. Let tarsan be considered hehehe.
"There it is, see the real one." My answer is no less loud.
"None, you don't macem ya mah-mak same your quality husband later!" he returned, this time with a threat.
Idj ... What kind of husband did you first? if the husband is stingy like gini anyway must be taught a lesson so know the taste ....! But in my heart I ask God for forgiveness.
'Ampuni servant O Allah ..' My inner
"Then anyway! just look at the taro on the table!" my shout is still as loud as possible even though the distance of the living room to the kitchen is no more than 10 steps. Understand minimalist house.
"There's nothing, there's only crackers on the table" he replied in an irritated tone.
"Well that's the side dish pah, the same is suggested there is a sachetan soy sauce yes it's a soy sauce let manteeppp!" I answered while holding back my laughter.
Then I saw him coming out of the kitchen with the crackers I meant.
"All you are, when I was told to eat with crackers!" his protest.
I see my protests becoming more and more angry. I got up slowly from sitting and took a short breath to reduce my emotional state.
"You think the money is Rp. 20,000, you have what reward heh...? now I challenge you. What kind of money do you want to buy?" challenged answer.
"It's you who can't manage, you suck can't be relied upon!" the crackers throw it in the floor. Then walk out of the house by not forgetting to bring a cellphone with him. How could he possibly forget that same HP....!!!
next....
