
Today's schedule brings the prescription of maternal medicine to the Pharmacy. Because the medicine from the hospital is only for one week only.
I drove my son to school, and then straight to the pharmacy to bring the mother's medicine. I brought my Taaruf CV which I kept in the shop.
"What's that bring?"
My father asked.
"CV is the same photocopy of ID card, want to stop by the Great mosque, Kali only there is a Taaruf community there. Want listing? "
"You're a macem-macem. "
"His name is also an effort, if you want to findin can. Don't be fooled just keep on mistaking me for the wrong person. I asked you back, can you find me the best mate?"
"No. "
"Yes have not been complacent, I do believe in a soul mate in the hands of God, if the soul mate will not go anywhere, the soul mate will not be exchanged, if the soul mate must one day be met, if the soul mate must have a way. But there's nothing wrong with trying so that I can choose which is the best that deserves to be the guide of my life."
"Yes" my father replied with a smile.
"While you want to do that, look at me for the rest of my marriage."
"It's not."
"Yes, if you have tried as much as possible, then in the end I still have to be alone, yes I will never regret because I have tried. We only plan, God determines."
"Sana-sana depart, bring. bad luck later jarel."
"OK."
"Be careful."
"Yes." Yeah."
Arriving at the Pharmacy that I used to take mother's medicine, it turns out that the pharmacist said it was no longer working together. Move to another pharmacy.
I asked the parking attendant the address of the new Pharmacy, and he showed me the way. Long enough to wait for the cure, I thought.
"It's not a rush to the Grand Mosque."
Finally the medicine is done. I went straight to the Great Mosque. It turned out to be still locked and not a single caretaker of his mosque was seen. My efforts failed, and I went home. Next time try again.
I called my father to pick Jarel up at school because it's 9:40 still in the Grand Mosque, definitely not going to hunt nyampe school.
I see my wallet there's only 300 grand. I stopped by Wholesale first, quite able to buy snacks snacks for children. But not A Rangga place because it will not be enough shopping with that money, will not get anything.
I went home to the store and tidied up my groceries. Jarel was also at home, picked up by his grandfather.
I went back to check the Taaruf.co.id application. There were a lot of messages coming in. I just checked messages from people who entered my criteria.
There's Khoiron Fadhil age 32 single Dad. It seems to be a neighbor.
"You're Leni's sister, aren't you? "
"No. "
"Oh yeah, you know my family. Your father what's his name?"
"Take tanya to know Didah ma'am no? "
I asked Mom and Dad, it was true they knew his family.
"Sorry if you can know you use this application to add friends or serious nyari intentions? "
"You want to find a prospective husband, why is it just a waste of time if not for serious. Because time is money, "haha.
"Just like the neighbors of the village is nothing? "
I smile back.
"Whose name are you?"
"Mother Nani, mamah aa what's her name? "
"Eti's Mother. "
"His sister H Grace is not it, said the mother knew? "
"Yes." Yeah."
The chat's over it turns out my mom knows this guy's family.
In the afternoon, there was a brother to the house.
"You want to be the car now, 20 million how? "
"Yes, if not more. "
"Ga can, it's the highest offer because the future installment is still long. "
I asked my son.
"A his car sold for nothing? "
"Ga anything mah, the car was ugly was hit by people. Mending later buy another new one if you have money. "
"It's ready, it's a prayer."
"Yes mah. "
"Om it now, please. " I told my brother.
"Yes already. Transfer yes do not bring cash because. "
"Yes can."
With a carefree heart I transacted to release my favorite car all this time. In time it turned out not so difficult, because maybe my struggle so far has been more than enough. Although I have to lose my nominal money that I have been using for installments of 120 million. It was not a little money and a hard-earned result as well. But my heart feels ordinary I'm sincere.
My car was taken by someone else. Me and Jarel could only wave their hands.
"Car container, fine there we love you, but enough time with us to get here. "
"Concrete. " My son waved his hand while laughing.