
"Aren't you papa, Mom?" elina asked as they arrived on the porch of her house.
Bima shook her head because her jaw really still hurts.
"Elin take water to drink the same medicine first yes, wait a minute." Elina left Bima on the porch, and passed into the house.
Bima was sitting on the terrace floor that felt slippery and clean, it seemed like Elina had just mopped it and had just dried in the sun.
"Mas Bima kok clock as soon as home, keep the wagon is also empty, selling sweet huh, Mas like?" chirp Elina while putting a glass of water beside Bima and a simple p3k box that already looks shabby.
Bima took a sip of water that Elina gave first before answering her question.
"Alhamdulillah, there was a good person who bought merchandise Mas, El. so it was able to go home, enough time can be used to find another job for extra money." Bima spoke slowly while still holding her jaw.
Elina put away Bima's hand and began compressing Bima's jaw with a wet handkerchief that was already in the disinfectant dip.
"Alhamdulillah, the fortune of Mas Bima. Hopefully in the future there will continue to be good people like that, Mas." Elina smiled sweetly, so sweet that even the taste of ants could misjudge it was a smile or refined sugar.
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For a moment they were silent to each other, Bima herself felt that something cold was flowing in her blood and spreading all over the veins in her body. Strange taste, to make his stomach feel tickled, is this what the name .. mules?.
"Udah, Mom. Elina put this in. Bima want to eat? It just so happened that Elina was cooking wasps laler."
Bima flinched from her daydream when she heard the voice of Elina who had somehow become as bright as the sound of a koplo song.
"No, no, El. Tadi Mas also fed the same good people who nolongin Mas and wholesale all Mas merchandise. Alhamdulillah very well today even though you have to meet the unpleasant incident also earlier," said Bima who felt his jaw had felt good after touching the fingers of the righteous fingers, eh Elina means.
Elina nodded and left Bima alone on the terrace.
"About the wagon can still be repaired?" muttered Bima while staring at the wagon that seemed to have dented in many places.
Elina came back out with a tray containing two glasses of warm tea and setoples of dry bread.
"Mas, let's have a drink first. At least if you do not eat yes snacking, yes here is just this. Understand Mas, Elina has no work call anymore, so while using savings money first if you want anything," chirped Elina issued a bunch that all this time only she can pendam herself.
Only in Bima did Elina feel comfortable to reveal it, even though their actual status was now just an ordinary friend.
"Prophey, El. Hopefully after this you can get another work call, let alone there is a Mbok that you have to take care of." Bima said slowly while imagining his life which is now not much different from Elina, still equally difficult.
"Is this karma for us, huh? Because we have been cheating in his company Mrs Ellen, now we are tempted by not getting work elsewhere. Even though Mrs Ellen has kindly not imprisoned us. Elin thinks, this is like a kind of reprimand from God for us that we immediately get in return in the world," said Elina masygul.
Bima took a deep breath, in her heart she agreed with what Elina said. It's just, it's probably too late to regret.
"By the name of Miss Ellen's family, Elin became curious about now they are happy, aren't they, Mom? The question is usually if the person in zolimi will be happy after." Elina added as she dipped the bread into her teacup, and ate it slowly feeling the bread spilling in her mouth.
"Wait a minute" Bima said as she walked quickly to her cart, and opened the drawer to pick up the invitation she had just placed there.
"Here, let's see." Bima thrust the invitation card at Elina and Elina accepted it with a questioning look.
"This is what, Mas?" elina asked with a look of her face turned anxious, thinking that the card belonged to Bima.
"Try to read first," said Bima back to sit in his place and sip a soft tea in his cup.
"Well, is this Sarah's mother's name, Mas? Is Sarah getting married again?" fawning Elina between shock and relief.
Shocked because he did not expect Sarah to get married again this soon, and relieved because it turns out there is no Bima name as a bride there.It turns out Elina still keeps her true taste for Bima, Bima, even the feeling never changed even though the condition of Bima is now different from the previous one.
"Yes, it's Sarah." Bima answered lightly, although his heart again throbbed pain.
"But this is who the bridegroom is? His name is a foreigner, huh, Mas?" chirp Elina again while reading over and over again the name that felt so foreign in her ear.
Bima nodded. "Yes, but he seems like a very lucky man because he can get an angel as good as Sarah. Ah, if only ...."
"Mas Bima is still jealous?" sela Elina with eyes looking at Bima did not like.
****
Axel went home with a happy face, in his hands full of a variety of fresh vegetables from Bima.
"Oh my goodness, Axel. You turned out that besides the fried rice business, you are now a vegetable businessman as well?" sonia asked in shock as she saw her son who seemed to be among the vegetable garden.
Axel chuckled and put all the vegetables on the kitchen table where Sonia was also cooking.
"No, Ma. I bought a greengrocer's trade, pity him in the manger's manger," said Axel as he approached his mother to see what was cooked.
"Ooh, yes it fits. Can make our lunch, this Mama just cook roasted chicken taliwang aja, like it will be less if there is no vegetable just think Mama, but want to shop kok males out. Uh what a coincidence that you come home with vegetables, can all make stock deh." Sonia smiled as she told a long story.
He was very happy to tell anything to his son, because Axel was a listener and at the same time a good friend made anyone feel at home to tell stories or confide in him.
"Yes, if so Axel to the room first yes, Ma. I want Zuhur, get ready for the mosque. Mama also do not forget to pray yes," Axel messages while stroking his mother's shoulders and passing.
"Yes, Mr. ustadz. Later mama prayed after cooking yes," kekeh Sonia while returning to focus on her cooking.
Axel went to his room upstairs without
his ears overheard the screams of a very familiar woman.
"Bang Adam's! Help me, Bang!"
Nb: (do not want to continue. In saying the author scammed yes, I just want to listen to your aspirations really)