
Finally Judis and the children came home, their clothes all looked new, not least Zafran and Zul. In their hands each carried a bag of plastic bags containing snacks.
All the children were very happy as if they did not want to separate from Judis.
I approached Judis and thanked him.
"Yudis, this is money to replace the children's shopping. I accidentally forgot to give it to you before I left." I gave the money to Judis. Judis's face looked like it was offended and disliked.
"Via, I'm doing all this very sincerely, seeing them laugh happily is my own satisfaction. I love the Via's kids." Yudis refused my money.
"Send my regards to uncle, I'm leaving Via. Take care of those three cute sons. I love them." Yudis said goodbye.
Before coming home Judis kissed the children's heads in turn and went home. The faces of the children were so sad that some even cried. Including my two sons. That is how close they are to Judis.
Judis's car drove away from my alley. The children's lamb was still lifted until Judis's car was no longer visible.
From tomorrow I will buy my equipment to sell mixed rice and side dishes. I opened my stall in front of the house so that I could more freely take care of my three children, especially Zaki.
Uncle started making my food stall in front of the house. All the building materials I've bought and I've prepared. My uncle invited one of his neighbors to help him. That small but permanent stall was my dream. Before making it I have first calculated how much the costs and expenses I will spend in detail and detail.
Two days of my stall work. Now all I have to prepare is to buy ingredients and tools for me to cook later. I bought a two-eye gas stove along with a display case where my food would be put later.
Coincidentally uncle's house was in front of the road and passed by the residents who passed by and returned to their village.
With the help of Bi Rina and Siamese grandmother, my stall is finally officially open today. Because of the season of planting rice, many of the residents who come to buy rice to my stall. With a cheap price plus side dishes filling the stomach.
The first day of selling the buyers is very crowded. And I have an idea for Bi Rina to make fried food as a complement to the trade. I gave Bi Rina the capital to buy materials.
"Bu Via apparently who has a stall, my husband often shopping for packaged rice here." Said Sarmila's mother, whom I knew at the time when I drove Zafran and Zul to school. He came by motorcycle from the village next door just to buy my rice stall. Sarmila Mother said she was addicted to the taste of packaged rice that I sold.
"Via do you know who Sarmila's mother is?" Tanya Bi Rina's.
"Bu Sarmila from next door" I replied.
" Sarmila's mother was his wife, the kades, in the village next door." Bi Rina.
"Oh, it looks like people are." My speech.
"Indeed, being on Via, without her husband being the head of the village, Ms. Sarmila was basically a rich man. His parents had many cow pets and his fields were acres." Clearly Bi Rina passionately tells the life of Sarmila's mother.
"Aunt Ngefans is the same as Miss Sarmila?" I tease auntie.
"Once again Sarmila's mother's wealth is contagious to us." Bi Rina smiled.
The longer my stall is known by other villagers and villages. Sometimes I can sell until noon because my sales are sold out.
The kids here if they haven't had breakfast from home don't have the shopping money to buy my sale. I instead gave them free packaged rice without paying. While doing business while giving alms that was my dream all along. Do not forget I tuck my alms I intend for both my parents and aunt who have been in the afterlife.
"Mom Via, can you provide rice wrap for 500 boxes no?" Ask a buyer.
"Maybe sir" I said happily.
"I'd like to order it for the day after tomorrow ma'am. It's for the afternoon." Said the Father.
By giving half his DP money, he went home.
"Bi, the day after we don't have to sell. Because we got a rice box order for 500 boxes in the village next door to make a celebration." I said to aunt.
"Waaah, your rice is indeed worthy of fame Via. There is no opponent." Said Bi Rina praising me and poked her two thumbs up.
The day after tomorrow arrived, but the uncle suddenly fell ill and was immediately downstairs to the hospital. Without a second thought I took my uncle to the hospital even though he refused to see a doctor.
Because the condition of uncle is very weak he had to be in the opname.
"Just leave Uncle Via, go and cook people's orders." Said my uncle worried about my stall.
"Uncle, the main one right now is uncle, Via doesn't want to leave his own uncle here." My words are chortling.
"Via, that stall has become the trust of your customers. If yesterday's orders weren't finished soon. Then they will be disappointed even more they have entrusted you. Remember Via, boxed rice is for celebration. If the afternoon will not be delivered not only disappointed bookers but also the guests invited by the father. Trust me Via, uncle is fine. Uncle's just tired." Uncle convinced me.
With a heavy heart I was forced to go home and leave uncle alone lying in a hospital bed. If uncle hadn't forced me and kept forcing me I'd never have come home.
Arriving at Bi Rina's house looking forward to news from me about uncle's circumstances. Bi Rina I asked for help to look after my three sons while I was in the hospital.
"Love, let grandma go to the hospital to take care of Fardan." Said Grandma Siamese offering herself up.
"But Grandma, grandma has a lot of rest" I refused.
" Look, I'll take care of Brother Fardan. Can you cook the father's order alone?" Bi Rina.
"God could bi." I was convinced and started to feel relieved.
My three children played with Siamese grandmothers, lucky they weren't fussy and naughty. Deftly I began to cook and wrap the 500 boxes of rice. Untiring I managed to solve it myself.
Soon the father came to take his order. And hand over the rest of the money. I am grateful that my customers are not disappointed. I let the stall flutter without tidying up and cleaning first. After making sure the stall I close I also rushed to the hospital to see the state of uncle.