OUR FRUIT OF HEART

Eating Boiled Eggs

Rasti got out of her bed, and walked out of her room towards the kitchen. When Rasti was about to come out of her room, she smelled her perfume even though she was not wearing it.

Rasti turned to the dresser, it turned out that Kak Tiwi was spraying perfume on her body.

"God willing, Brother Tiwi!" rasti shouted, hysterically seeing Kak Tiwi wearing her perfume so much.

"He, he, sorry brother! Kak Tiwi wants to go out there to meet with Kak Tiwi's friend, let it smell nice so Brother put on your perfume, littlettt!" said Kak Tiwi with a light voice, he also leaned his teeth towards Rasti.

"Hmmm, it's up to you, brother!" rasti said grunting quietly.

Rasti continued out of his room, Mother had peeled boiled chicken eggs for Rasti.

"What's wrong with your brother?" ask Mom, raise one eyebrow.

"Custom, Mom! make a tantrum!" rasti replied, immediately sitting next to Mom and grabbing the peeled stewed chicken eggs.

"Bismilahbornrohmanirrohim, I ate first yes, ma'am!" said Rasti, lirih.

"Here, rice!" Mom shows Rasti rice, but Rasti refuses subtly.

"Sorry, Mom! I want to diet by eating less rice." explained Rasti, while removing rice from his presence.

"Oh, so! is the diet not at risk?" Ask Mom, feeling anxious about the diet that Rasti is about to run.

"God willing, there is no risk, Mom! Just relax, yeah!" sahut Rasti, reassuring the feelings of Mother who was worried to Rasti.

"Thank God, I hope everything will be okay!" keep up Mom, expectantly.

"Enak too yes, stewed chicken eggs. Just eating one grain, the stomach already feels full. Can be slim fast, here! if every day only eat boiled chicken eggs." Rasti murmured while enjoying boiled chicken eggs, which were still chewed.

"If you are on a diet, besides eating boiled chicken eggs. You should also eat foods that are vitamin, and nutritious. So that you stay healthy and not limp." said Mother gave advice to Rasti.

"Good, Mom!" Reply Rasti nodded, slowly.

"Alhamdulillah, full!" cetus Rasti, stroking his distended stomach.

"Yes, already! if you are full, do not continue eating. It's not good to eat too full." Basti's Mother to Rasti.

"Here, the rest of the chicken eggs I save for your breakfast tomorrow morning." Connect Mom while putting boiled chicken eggs into the refrigerator so as not to quickly smell bad.

"Yes, Mom! thanks." thanks." Rasti smiled lightly.

"Mom, I said I'd go to the photocopier. There are files that need to be photocopied and will be collected tomorrow to Miss Revelation." Said Rasti, occasionally he sipped mineral water that has been provided by Mother at the dinner table.

"Be careful, do you need to accompany me?" suhut Mama, offer help.

"No need, Mom. Mother rest at home, later I go alone riding a motorcycle." said Rasti, rejecting the subtle offer mother.

"Oh, yes, that's it! I want to pray Isya first." Continue Mom, walk towards the bathroom to get some water.

Rasti opened his closet door and looked for files that needed to be photocopied, his gaze was fixed towards the top of the closet turned out to be the file stored there.

"This is the file I was looking for, see you too! this file is very important for my future, this is the trust from both my parents that I need to take care of at any time and hopefully the knowledge that I have gained so far can be useful for my life and many others." Rasti murmured, while gently tasting the file in his hand.

Rasti immediately took the key of the motorcycle and the wallet to be carried with the file to be copied, he put it into a large bag so as not to fall and be safe.

On the way to the photocopy, Rasti recalled that her cellphone was left on the mattress. Finally he intends to turn around and take his cellphone but, when Rasti will turn his motorcycle he passed by Mr. Ahmad who turned out to want to photocopy place as well. Rasti also undoes his intention to take his cellphone left behind.

Rasti stopped by the road and waited for Mr. Ahmad who was still preparing to cross to approach Rasti. A few minutes later, Mr. Ahmad managed to cross the highway and immediately approached Rasti who had been waiting for himself on the side of the highway.

"Hi, Mom! where are you going these nights?" asked Mr. Ahmad to link his eyebrows.

"Well, where is Ahmad himself going?" sahut Rasti asked Mr. Ahmad.

"The story, ask back. Bad habit, yes!" Chirps Mr. Ahmad while scratching his head.

"What's the problem with Mr Ahmad?" Canda Rasti while pulling the gas of his motorcycle and leaving Pak Ahmad on the side of the road without saying goodbye.

"No problem, anyway! but yeah don't leave me just like that, Mom!" Gerrutu Pak Ahmad in heart.

Shortly after, Mr. Ahmad immediately followed and followed Rasti.

With great patience, Mr. Ahmad compensated for Rasti's arrogant attitude and often made others furious.

Tin, tin.

"Wait for me, Mom!"

"Where is Miss Rasti going?" Ask Mr. Ahmad who is on the right side of Rasti, they both still ride their own motorcycles.

Rasti did not answer Mr. Ahmad's question but, instead, he smiled to see the face of Mr. Ahmad who managed to work.

Fortunately, this time Rasti met a patient man like Mr. Ahmad. If he met a man like his impatient ex-girlfriend, of course he would be left again the same man.

Rasti was stubborn, he did not want to change his attitude. Therefore, he is often dumped by his girlfriend just because he cannot compensate for Rasti's super duper attitude is haughty and indifferent.

His mission, just want to survive being yourself to find a man who sincerely loves him as he is with all his shortcomings. Even if Mr. Ahmad really loves Rasti, surely Mr. Ahmad will survive with all the shortcomings that Rasti currently has and so on.

Rasti stopped in front of the grocery store, as did Mr. Ahmad. They both stopped in front of the grocery store, and it turned out that their goal was both to photocopy the file.

"Sir Ahmad followed me?" Rasti asked, stunned to see Mr. Ahmad behind him.

"Geeer, that's right! Miss Rasti." Cetus Pak Ahmad, while putting his shoulders.

"Lantas, why is Mr Ahmad here?" continued Rasti while frowning. Rasti felt bad, he thought Mr. Ahmad wanted to follow in his footsteps. But Mr. Ahmad also has his own interests.