OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER
THE FIRST DAY
“Which you want?”
“Itu.” The young woman pointed to a brown brownie that was displayed inside the steling.
“This one hundred and fifty thousand.”
“If the other one?” He pointed at the sponge next to him.
“Two hundred and fifty thousand."
“That's a little small?”
“That's a hundred thousand. So which one would you like to buy?”
“Not so!”
Oh my God!
It turned out that he was just idly asking every price of these balls.
“Why?” I asked as I linked a pair of eyebrows.
“Everything is expensive!” The woman went away.
I think he's crazy! Is there still a price of brownies worth with cotton balls? It's just people who don't have money. Uh I'm so upset myself!
I bowed my body to see the actual bandrols that were already listed in the glass container. I think everything is standard, nothing is expensive and nothing is too cheap.
“Honey we want to buy which one?” Suddenly a hoarse voice sounded from the front. I turned my head, it turned out that there was a pair of old grandfathers and grandmothers who had just devoted themselves to this place.
“Hai cake, grandma. Anything to help?” I said while smiling sumringah.
“Ah. My wife and I will celebrate our 50th wedding anniversary. Can you choose which is best for us?”
Aduuuuh! My heart is sad to hear it. It's very durable their marriage. While me? Let alone to last, can last two years even not.
“I think this one is it.” I took a light blue ball with a pair of Barbie dolls on it.
“Not beautiful.” Said the grandfather.
“If this one how?” A brownie in the shape of love I put in front of both of them.
“Too dark.” This time the grandmother spoke.
“Ya already then look around first. I'll wait here."
“Oh no no! You're the one who should choose it.”
Heum! I let out a rough breath.
“It's very big and beautiful. How?” I pointed at a three-tiered pink sponge in the corner.
“Too big! Can my wife eat that one.”
Oh my God! So which one do you want?
I've offered them three balls, but none of them fit. He said let me choose.
Okay, this is the last one.
“Then this one is it.” A child's birthday sponge I gave them. Perhaps through this rainbow-colored cake both can remember a childhood where their teeth were still neatly arranged without the slightest hole.
“Ou ou it's too children.”
Smear me!
“Hey how about that blue one? That's really pretty. Why didn't you just show it?” The grandfather poked his index finger towards the sky-covered sponge. The round cake features a pair of barbies on the top.
Uh what was that? Barbie pair?
Oh christ! That's the sponge I first offered.
Pork!
Loading is so long!
I patted my forehead saying ‘sabar’ to myself. Really these two old men are already a bit senile. I'm no different than a kindergarten kid being played with by an adult.
“That's three hundred thousand cakes.” I said while putting the sponge in the box.
The grandfather grabbed a rectangular black object inside his pants pocket. He then treated me with a sheet of two thousand which was very much in number.
“Count!” His orders while reinserting the wallet to its original place.
Good Lord! What else is this?
I became amused. This old man actually told me to count the two thousand that he made as a means of payment.
“Mbak how many yes?” A man with a gibberish suddenly appeared from the front.
“Itu.”
I turned my head and it turned out that the man was pointing at the mini loaf of bread lying on top of a netted container.
“Five thousand only.”
“Message of a hundred yes.”
“A hundred thousand?”
“No! I mean a hundred seeds.”
Oh my God so much.
I'm flustered. I have to serve this man, but on the other hand I still have to count the grandfather's money which is no different from a pile of dry garbage.
“Can you wait a minute there mas?” Plis sit there and wait for me here, my mind thrashing.
“Sorry can not mba because I need fast.”
Huh shit!
I also put in a small bag of money two thousand which currently still counts 150 thousand in my hand. The rest I left there.
“That's his son yes mba?” The man stared at Pricil.
“Iya mas.”
“Wah is beautiful exactly like her mama.”
Hahaha obviously dong! Princess gituloh's.
Pricil fell asleep in my arms. Thank goodness, if she wakes up, what am I here for?
“Hei want to hurry! My wife and I should celebrate our happy day.” Suddenly the grandfather interrupted from the front.
“Iya cake for a minute yes.” This time I shuffled to recalculate the dime.
“Mbakwas. How is my bread left?”
“Wait while I count have this grandfather first yes.”
“Eh can not dong, I also want fast!”
“Now don't listen to him! Kan grandpa first arrive and order.”
“Sign up dong kek.”
“Young people who should have relented.”
“Wah can not be so, my emergency.”
“I also more emergency.”
“Huh anyway should I first.”
“I!”
“I first!”
“I.”
“I.”
“I!”
“Sa-“
“Aduuuuuuuuuh!” I close my ears tightly. “Please be patient, my head may break if you fight like this.”
Crazy one! It is true that a two-handed human being is told to do multitasking work like this. Nobody wants to give up! Do they not want to see me who is in the fog and carrying a child like this?
“Oke because the one that comes first is grandfather then I will finish this first.” I said judge them both. I got the two thousand left. And that skinny guy I told you to wait in the visitor's chair.
Fifteen minutes passed, finally my ritual with this gray paper was completed as well. I breathed a sigh of relief because it turned out the money was right and my job was over. I gave a sumringai smile to the grandfather and grandmother who started taking steps to leave immediately. I hope I don't see anything like this again next time.
Then I went back to counting the number of mini-breads that I remember was still 70 packs in the corner there. The face of the gungkring looks grim, maybe he was upset because he had to wait for me long.
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