Sacred Love Shanum

Chapter 7's

"Racaine! So don't be the bad guy!" shanum Exclamed. He then snatched Bi Sumi's wallet from the man's hand.

The man didn't wince. Never mind replying to Shanum's attack, apparently the attack given Shanum in the core of the man made it so painful that he had difficulty standing up.

"Oh, so you're the pickpocket who's been wandering around this market all this time? Come with me to the security post!" jolt of a market security officer.

"Again, Sir. I'm khilaf," he said.

"If the khilaf is once or twice. There have been a lot of reports of pickpocketing from visitors to this market," said the man in uniform.

"Quick bring this unsettling pickpocket to the office! If need be the law he is heavy! Yesterday my money of a million in the wallet was lost in this market. He must be the culprit!" a market visitor.

"Ampun .. Sir. I'm not in jail. My children are young," the tattooed man whispered.

"If you want to feed the child the right work, don't be this pickpocket!" other visitors.

From the market security officer, the man's gaze turned to Shanum.

"Mbak .. Dek .. whoever your name is, please prevent this security guard from taking me to the office. If I go to jail, what about my children? They no longer have a mother. I pickpocketed because I had to. My youngest child has been hospitalized for three days with malaria. I have to pay the hospital bills today as well."

"Don't listen to the talk. He's not married yet. That pickpocketed money must have been used to get drunk and gamble." One of the male visitors chimed in.

"Sorry, I can't help. You have to take responsibility for your actions" Shanum said.

"Review you!" threaten the man.

"Let's get to the post!" The security guard grabbed the pickpocket's arm and asked him to leave the market.

"Alhamdulillah, thankfully you went with aunt. Otherwise aunt must have been pickled," said bi Sumi.

"What does the man really say, he's pickpocketing for the medical expenses of his sick son?"

"It was just his wits to ask for mercy so as not to be arrested. Did you hear he threatened you before he left?"

"yes too. We're done not shopping yet, Bi?"

"Already, Son. Now we go home."

"Thank you, son. Thanks to your courage pickpockets who have been unsettling can be caught," said one visitor.

"Together, Sir. Yes, we'll excuse you, Assalamu'alaikum."

Shanum and bi Sumi left the market. They then boarded a public transport that would take them home.

"Where's the souvenir, Bi?" adnan asked as the two arrived home.

"In the meantime, Mas, just got asked where his souvenirs are."

Bi Sumi and Shanum walked towards the kitchen. Not long after Shanum returned to the living room with a plastic bag containing various types of market snacks.

"This, Mas jajajan his market," he said while putting the plastic bag on the table.

"Well, it's complete." Adnan smiled broadly.

"Well, I'll take care of it first."

"Thank you."

"Together."

Adnan was sitting relaxed while enjoying a cake when suddenly someone grabbed the plastic bag and took the contents in it.

"Well, it's good enough to prop up the stomach after jogging," he said.

"That's mine. Why taken?" adnan Protest.

"A little bit, stingy very same brother," said Rayhan with a mouth full of biscuits.

"If you want to ask me to say it's okay."

"My handsome and kind brother Adnan, Raihan asked for his biscuits."

"Hufa! Here's the cake!" Adnan recaptured the black plastic bag from Rayhan's hands.

"You two are nothing. This morning we were fighting over food. It's just a market cake" said Hannan, who had just emerged from the terrace. Every morning this young man always cycling around the park.

"Mas Hanan do not underestimate the market snacks. Once I tried to make sure it was addictive," said the youngest Adnan.

"What is a delicious market snack so you always send this every bi Sumi to the market?" ask Hanan curiously.

"If you don't believe, try."

"Ah, it feels normal." Hanan took a basket of biscuits and intended to bring them into his room on the second floor.

"Give me my bows! Don't take it all!" yelled Adnan while running after him."

The noise forced the father and mother who were still sleeping in the room to wake up.

"Right! Adnan's! What the fuck are you guys. Just chasing like a kid!" jakkak mr. Adrian.

"Mas Hanan took my market snack, Dad," Adnan's youngest.

"God. That's what you guys are rumbling about. Hanan! Give me back the cake! Tell bi Ami to make it. Early in the morning it made my head want to break," madam Elina grumbled.

"Where can Ami make a cake rich in gini?"

"Yes, you bought yourself in the market. I'm still sleepy, I'm going to sleep again."

"It's almost seven in the morning, ma'am. Mom wants to go to bed again." Hanan.

"You don't know, my father and mother overtime all night working on proposals for projects worth billions of rupiah. If this project is successful, we can vacation abroad," said Mr. Adrian.

"Really, Dad?"

"Take it. When did your father lie?" hatch the mother.

"Yes, we're going to sleep again. Watch out if you make a scene again!" Mr. Adrian put his hand on the shoulder of Lady Elina and invited her back into the room.

"Give me my bows!" exclamation Adnan.

"Take it if you can." Adnan ran after Hanan again, but the young man went into his room.

"Open the door!" he screamed while banging on the door.

"Good, Hanan! Adnan!" the mother shouted from inside her room. Although upset his favorite cake was taken by his brother, Adnan finally chose to leave the room.

"What the hell is 'Mas, how come this is a fuss?" ask bi Sumi when Adnan goes down the stairs.

"My bowsprit was taken by Hanan," he replied which suddenly made bi Sumi and Shanum chuckle.

"Kue cucur anyway biang keroknya. Let me make it later" said Shanum.

"Can you?"

"I used to make it for my late grandfather."

"That's it."

Their chatter came to a halt when suddenly the sound of someone shouting was heard.

"Sumy! Sumi!"

"The big baby is awake" muttered bi Sumi.

"Son, auntie's cooking stew, auntie take a sec."

"Yes, Bi."

"When the cake is ready, call me. I was in the room" said Adnan.

"Mas Adnan didn't go to college?"

"I left in the afternoon" Adnan replied before he left the kitchen.

Not long after that the door of the "big baby" room opened. Bi Ami looks out by pushing a wheelchair with mistress Arimbi.

"Aunti ahead first yes, son, sunbathing," said bi Ami from the living room.

"Yes, Bi."

Like Ami's message to keep an eye on the beef stew he was cooking, Shanum was stirring the beef when Rayhan suddenly entered the kitchen room.

"What are your duties in this house of cooking as well?" tanyakanya.

"Ehm .. not really. I was just looking after her because aunt was accompanying the big madam sunbathing in front."

"Be careful if the cooking is not good!" sudang Rayhan as he left the kitchen.

"Why does Rayhan hate me that much?" shanum Mumbled.

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