Sanjana New Life
CHAPTER 28 The Streets
Today is Sunday, I happen to be on holiday, they intend to go for a walk because usually Mom is busy.
Sanja and mom are ready to go, they leave at 08:00 a.m. They shop for Sanja's school needs, "sanja's mom is still good, so there is no need to buy anymore. Mending his money I just simple" by whispering so as not to be heard by the store waiter
" you have been obedient. I'm new payday so can buy you, anyways your shoes are already mending mending aja than later shamed be embarrassed" while a little joking
" it's a funny bag, try it. It's blue like your favorite color" Sanja pulls her mother's hand out of the store, because if it's shopping her mother likes to be floppy and so wasteful.
" mom we have a lot of mourning, because we don't know in the future what rich" mother smiled and stroked the top of Sanja's head gently.
The highlight of her eyes implies a sense of pride as well as sadness, pride because Sanja has wise and mature thoughts, sad because it is a sign that her child is getting bigger and will one day leave her with her husband.
Indeed the thought is too fast and also not necessarily true, but the concerns of a mother must always be there.
" mom's happy because you've been thinking far ahead"
" why so sad the atmosphere" Sanja switched the conversation because her eyes were already glazed
" ha ha ha, still crybaby turned mother's son" pinched Sanja's cheeks gnashy
" we eat meatballs yuk bu, laper nih"
"Look, we're eating there"
The mother and son enjoyed a late morning meal at a roadside meatball stall, before how long the meatballs had been grafted out.
" all of us shop at the market" invited the mother, because the market location is not far from the meatball stall.
The bustle of the market is quite dense and the fishy smell of fish and other smells mixed into one.
At first Sanja was quite disturbed, but after a while he got used to it and felt that the traditional market was not as bad as he thought.
" how many ma'am is this?" Ask the seller
" it's expensive around Rp 26,000"
' buset is far too bad' thought Sanja, it would not be given
" Rp 23,000 is lucky I was very minimal"
" Rp 18,000 I took"
" bu time so much the seller has said fortunately minimal" whispered Sanja
" lie it" They spoke very slowly so they were not heard by the others
" mom can't "
" i was shopping elsewhere" my mother left the store, but seconds later
"Rp 20,000 deh bu I released" mother back again
" plus chives well" finally the seller can only resigned 'robbed' mother
" the power of mother-mak, not maen" Sanja murmured that only she could hear herself.
" i think you've bought enough, you still need anything else?" Ask mom, Sanja shook her head
They both went home using rickshaws, breeze hit the face as the pedicab pedicab peddler paddles.
Sanja was sleepy and involuntarily fell asleep throughout the trip. Now they have arrived home.
Perhaps the effects of fatigue paced Sanja decided to sleep in a mattress.
The girl woke up when the smell of cooking was smelled until the room. Mother cooked some dishes for lunch, there are pindang and fried bakwan.
Sanja eat with voraciously because the mother's cooking is very tasty, even iq to nambah.
This holiday he was happy because, he could spend more time with his mother. Although simple but because it is done with loved ones anything becomes more meaningful and fun.
