Not the Hope Husband

Drizzling

Fatir stops Viona's car in front of the food stall. "We eat rames rice, guaranteed good loh Mbak." Then he went down first, then opened the door for Viona to come out.

With doubt, Viona got off as well. Grabbing her bag. Because outside a little drizzle, Fatir also waded Viona's head with his jacket until it was in the stall.

"Sir, order rice rames yes two servings," Fatir said.

"Emang often eat here, right?" search for Viona on Fatir.

"Not really. Just a few times, same time Darma," said Fatir.

"Why bring me here? do you have money to pay?"

"God willing" said Fatir.

Then the rames came, "Please eat?"

"Thank You Sir!" fatir said while pulling the plate.

Viona looked at her plate. Which contains several kinds of side dishes. Slowly pick it up and stir it, then taste it little by little. "Good buffet." Inner Viona.

Fatir, eat very well. Enjoying the rames rice he ordered.

"It's full." Viona sipped a tea drink. Leave half of his meal.

"Why isn't it bad?" looking towards the shaking Viona.

"Don't you, I'm just full." Answer Viona.

Finally Fatir spent Viona's meal, baby if it reaches redundancy. Once it was over, Fatir paid immediately. Then the two of them moved, outside it was still raining. It's even getting louder.

Again Fatir covered Viona with the jacket earlier. He is now back in the car.

"Gadeh .. raining gini. The sales may not end." Fatir murmured with a long sigh.

Viona who was looking beside the window turned her head. But not a little voice.

"To where you used to be, because of his stuff." Viona Pinta.

"I was going to drive you home first-"

"No, you go first" said Viona interrupting Fatir's words.

Hose for a while. Finally arrived. At the mangkal place. Adam and Sidar were still there.

The two got off, after parking the car in a safe place.

"Where are you finished yet?" fatir asked his two brothers.

Adam seemed upset to see his Mas just came home, while he and his sister had to sell in the rain drizzle. Until gini night there are many more, but Adam self-conscious. Now he felt what Fatir might have felt from many years ago. "Not yet, Mas."

Viona sat on the bench, with the jacket still on her head. Hearing that the sale was not over yet, his heart was filled, turning towards Sidar. But not yet Viona voiced, Fatir first asked his sister.

"What about cassava and bananas?"

"Sama, Mas is not finished yet" Sidar replied lethargically.

"I'm sorry, I just got home, there's business first, but at least you feel how hard it is to make money. That's how I've felt since I've been gone." Lirih Fatir while sitting himself on the long bench that there is Viona there.

His two sisters looked down and muttered together. "Excuse us Mas, who knows her asking for money. The same with Fatir."

"Here you go" Fatir got up. approached his wagon.

Viona looked at Fatir's back. The man who played in place of the father for his sisters. Then Viona's netra eyes saw the motorcycleman passing by. "Mas here?"

The taxi driver stopped under the drizzling rain. "Mother Object?"

"Ep. Would you like some chicken noodles or cassava, some chrispy bananas? I will share. Bring the others here!"

"Really Ma'am?" as if in disbelief.

"real Mas. Please bring her friends here," said Viona back.

The motorcycle taxi driver looks happy and then goes to invite his friends.

The three young men stared at Viona with strange gazes.

Viona returned that gaze with a faint smile. "From not finished. Passing out, be calm. I will replace the loss. I transferred to your account." Looking towards the dumb Fatir.

Adam and Sidar smiled happily at Viona. "It's good, Ma'am" said Sidar staring at Viona.

Fatir is still dumb. Until the man brought his friends. Then Fatir, Adam and Sidar served them.

Viona smiled looking at him. Her lips did not stop expanding. In a short time, two trades Fatir ludes. Those people left after thanking, and were happy to have an unexpected windfall. Directly Fatir also told his sisters to beberes.

"Thank You Ma'am? uh Vi." Fatir smile.

"Hem," Viona returned Fatir's jacket. "The stuff was taken first."

"Oh, yes. Sidar here? Fatir called Sidar.

"What Mas?" standing near Fatir. The fatir took all the stuff out of the trunk.

"What is this, Mom? rich shirt is nice like it," Sidar ngintip a little.

"Worn huh? good luck," said Viona.

"This is all, from the beautiful Ma'am? ouch. Very nice mom. Thanks you beautiful mom?"

"Yes, equally. Oya tomorrow afternoon, you three get ready? I'll take you guys to the hair salon." Viona glanced towards Fatir.

Fatir was silent, he thought his efforts could be tomorrow off holiday first. But, baby, if you have to take a holiday.

As if to know what Fatir is thinking. Viona says. "The sales don't have to take a day off, go to the salon for a minute."

"Well .. fun, tomorrow to the salon." Sidar looks happy.

"Bring it home. Mas want to intersect Mbak Vi first," said Fatir to Sidar. "Adam? I'm nganterin Mama."

"Yes, Mas. Oya Maam! is it for me not the shopping?" adam turned his eyes to Viona.

"Oh, there certainly is. Mother and Hesya are there, too" replied Viona.

"Thank you very much!"

"Yes, equally. Mas. let me go home alone, do not bother," said Viona.

"No pa-pa, I'll take it with me." Reply Fatir.

"Yes, Mas. Just delivered her beautiful mother, it's also good for us." Tymphal Sidar.

Fatir pulls the door, tells Viona to come in and who will hold the steering wheel back. Viona's in. Fatir walks around Viona's car. Go straight ahead fast.

It just so happened that Viona did not bring a jacket. His body is a bit cold. A few feet later, the car stopped. Looking towards the silent Viona staring at the window beside her. With his hands folded on his chest, he looked cold.

"I want to buy a bandrek for a minute, wait a minute?" Fatir rushed down to a coffee shop.

Viona only turned a glance, then looked back blankly at the window. After a few minutes Fatir brought back one glass of bandrek.

"This, Ma'am. Let's warm up."

Viona straightened her seat.took the glass. "Thank you? where's yours?"

"I don't need to" Fatir said as he prepared to drive.

No more talking during the trip. Not long after, the car entered the yard. Scurity nodded and smiled respectfully at Viona and Fatir.

Fatir got off first walking around the car to reach the door for Viona to get out.

"Mr?" fatir muttered as Viona was going down.

"What's wrong?" Viona looked at the man who was soon to be her husband.

"Thank you, everyone."

"Yes," replied Viona nodding.

Fatir escorted to the door, carrying some paper bags.

The door opened, Asri stood up to welcome Viona. "Just got Vi home?"

"Tante," Fatir nodded respectfully. And say goodbye to both.

"Be careful, Fatir boy." The mother turned to look at Viona. "Darling, why Nak Fatir is not delivered by a driver, kasian he drove you here, while he had to ngojek. Are you the same as your future husband, son?"

"Oh, not aunty pa-pa! the important thing is that Vi survived the house." Answer Fatir. Then passed.

Viona briefly looked at Fatir's back. Then enter the paper bag directly into his room.

"Who's home?" asked the figure of the middle-aged man standing in the middle room, his gaze was so sharp ....

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