Naila's Childhood Love

Cake Semprong

Now three bowls of cendol was empty, with the greedy Brian and Naila. Finally Brian was now paying for ice that was eaten, and also wrapped to be brought home.

Naila who was waiting in a long wooden chair, right in front of the cendol vendor's shop.

Naila's eyes looked around the place, and Naila's smile was wide. Naila was excited when she saw a blue-colored wagon coming out from inside the alley. The one where the wagon read Cake Rangi, Naila clapped her hands.

"Waaah.... That's what he's looking for. This is the name of the beloved shoots ulam also arrived. Mas, Brian's.." Call Naila.

Brian who just finished paying immediately approached his wife.

"What's the matter, baby.?"

"Mas, let's see that. Tuh the blue wagon under the asem tree." While pointing in the direction in which it is intended.

Brian's eyes followed, to which direction Naila pointed. "That blue wagon is Nai, that many children.?" Naila nodded." What is a handyman.?"

"That's the rangi mas baker, which I'm looking for. Yuk yuk mas there."

"Right Nai, if that's the rangi baker you mean.? If not how, then you lash again.?"Ask Brian to make sure.

"iii... Brian, I'm the one who's seen it since. It is you, if you don't believe me, let me go there. " Answer ketus Naila.

"Don't let's go there the same. Yuk, we're there." Take Brian, Naila nodded.

Brian followed Naila behind him, scratching his non-itchy head.

Naila why so fierce like this huh.? Feels like a female tiger, can not be wrong directly nyakar.

"Pretty bag, ko long ago si. Hunt his brother down the road later, Iiihh...." Naila Whine..

"Yes yes sorry. Let's go there." Brian immediately walked up to Naila who was now in front of him a little far away.

Now Naila and Brian are near the brother of the cake seller Rangi, whom Naila wants. Brian and Naila are still waiting, because there is still a small child waiting for his order to be made again.

Naila looked at the cake and could not wait. Naila swallowed her own Silva, because she wanted to eat the cake. For Naila the cake was very tempting, especially with the addition of palm sugar, and the cake was cooked with fire from small pieces of wood.

Brian certainly had since noticed the behavior of his wife who was like a child. With a wiggle on his arm, and a shake of Brian's hand. Naila was like a child, who whined for food to her father.

"Mas....~" With pouting lips.

"See, Naila." When the little girl left with her cake . Brian ordered it.

" Message 6 sir. One let's eat here, and five in packs." The salesman's brother nodded.

Naila smiled happily as her order was being made. Cakes made of starch and coconut grater, which are baked with special molds on the stove and tightly closed. And after ripening it is added palm sugar.

And without a long time, Naila's cake was ripe. Now Naila is enjoying her cake by sitting on a long wooden chair, right under the tree. With Brian while waiting for the other cake to ripen.

Naila ate it very delicious without offering Brian who was beside her. Brian, who had been watching his wife since, just smiled.

Just eating the cake, she was so happy. This woman, especially pregnant women. Naila you are since pregnant, you are adorable. Lucky her I have you, is this a punishment time huh. I used to hate him, because he was cuddly, unkemable, whiny, and spoiled anyway. And now the opposite, she's already my wife. I loved him so much, especially with his spoiled attitude. To me it was all so adorable, and it made me fall in love with her even more.

"Uup.... Sorry mas, I ate the cake. I forgot your nawarin mas, I'm sorry.?" Naila smiled, with flirtatious eyes, Like a child.

Brian smiled." It's okay, baby, I'm glad you ate it. Don't think about me, what matters is you first, after all, there are five more cakes. If less will still exist, if I'm too easy dear." Brian said while pinching Naila's nose tip.

Naila and Brian were in the car. Brian goes on to look for the food Naila wants, which is a pastry. Brian looked at the right left side of the road, while looking for the cake vendor Naila wanted. While Naila so fun to enjoy Rangi cake, by licking palm sugar on the cake made from starch.

When passing through the village area, at the junction of the road. Brian smiled, this time luck was on him. Yes Brian saw the father of the cake seller, who was on the shoulder who was sitting at an ojek base post. Because the father was on the right side of the road, Brian finally turned back his car, towards the seller.

Brian and Naila are now down and approaching the father of the cake seller. The seller was resting, using a hat as a substitute for a fan. I saw a tired face in a man who was no longer young. And still strong for the traveling vessel by shouldering two places to store her puffer.

Brian and Naila looked at each other, there was no heart to see the father of the seller who was now exhausted.

"Excuse me, sir, I want to buy the cake.?"

"Well yeah, I can. How much to buy.?"

"How many packs is this, sir.?" Ask Brian while holding a cake that has been wrapped in clear plastic.

"Price of one pack, 15 thousand naks. It's got 12 cookies ." Answer the father with a smile, and with a hopeful face.

"Oh 15 thousand yes sir. Then I buy 20 packs, about what is not yes sir.?" Brian smiled at the cake seller.

"Aaahh, 20 packs of kiddo.?" Brian nodded." There was, incidentally, the father had finished taking his cake, so it was still good. Thankfully, there was finally a cake. Just a minute, I'll be ready" Brian nodded.

There is a happy face on the father of the puffer cake seller, every time he put his cake in the bag. His mouth always expressed his gratitude.

Naila and Brian looked at each other and smiled, because seeing the father of the cake seller so eagerly prepare his cake into the bag.

"Darling, aren't you thirsty.? I'm going to the stall for a second, I'm going to get a drink.."

"Yes, I'm pretty thirsty, you're thirsty, too.?" Brian nodded."

"When I buy you a drink, you wait here."

"Yes, um."

Finally Brian walked to the shop, to buy a drink. Naila was sitting on a long wooden chair. While watching the father of the cake seller prepare his order Naila and Brian.

" It looks like Eneng isn't here huh.?"

"Yes sir I'm not here. I'm just passing by here, which just so happens to be flirting with this cake sir". The salesman just smiled in response to Naila's words." Sorry sir, you just came out. There's still a lot of cake.?"

"No neng, I've been from the morning. Who bought the new 2 packs earlier. Instead of real seneng father, trading father in borong Eneng." Naila smiled." Ow, yeah, this one wants to be taroed where's the cake..?"

"Well, sir, let's stay in the car. Wait for my husband." The cake seller nodded.

Seriate..