Take My Heart's

SELLING IS ANNOYING

As usual, after schoolwork, Khalisha helped her grandmother around peddling her wares. Each hand carried a small basket. Occasionally, he wiped the sweat on his forehead with his arm, then re-strewn his feet following the steps of the grandmother.

Both of Grandmother's eyes looked at Khalisha who was behind her, then sighed. "Are you tired, Lis? We haven't rested at all. Get baskets! Let Grandma carry the basket."

Khalisha looked down at Grandma, then said, "No need, Grandma. I'm not tired at all. How's grandma? Not tired?"

"Grandmother is also not tired," said the grandmother is still excited, "if so let Grandma who brought her basket, Lis. Your hands must have been all sore."

"Grandmother calm down. I'm still strong, really. It's also not heavy, either" he said. He could not bear to see his grandmother who had walked far away had to bring her trading basket.

When that happened, Grandma could say nothing more. Grandma could only agree to whatever Khalisha wanted. In fact, many times the grandmother forced Khalisha to take a nap at home. But unfortunately, Khalisha never listened to his words. Grandma wanted after school, Khalisha rested at home, releasing all the fatigue that exists because of attending school lessons. Even if it's only an hour or two, at least it's better than nothing. However, what is the power. Khalisha's stubborn nature is what makes grandmothers often succumb. Khalisha continued to act as if she was a tireless girl. After lunch and schoolwork, Khalisha helped her make cakes and sell on the street.

Not that I'm not happy because someone helped her, grandma just doesn't want to make Khalisha sick. Moreover, Khalisha was his only grandchild. Grandma always wanted her granddaughter to be healthy.

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Khalisha turned to the origin of the voice. His voice came from a sports hall not far from where he was standing. Before long, there was a sound of cheering from inside the building.

"It looks like there's a match there again. That means a lot of people dong there. I'd better take Grandma there. Of course, this direction is not this way. All the way, there are no more buyers. Better to go there. Who knows how many bought it," he said.

"Lis, it looks like there's another match there. We're going, yuk! Who knows if anyone's gonna buy us a cake" Grandma asked. Without waiting for an answer from Khalisha, the grandmother immediately stepped foot into the sports hall.

Without a word, Khalisha followed her grandmother. For some reason, he felt that his grandmother was great today. Besides because grandma has walked far without rest at all, grandma can also be one thought with her. Usually, he had to be willing to leave grandma looking for a crowded place before returning to walk. At least for today, he didn't have to bother doing it.

It didn't take long for Grandma and Khalisha to get to the gym. Several people were seen coming out of the building. This opportunity was not wasted by my grandmother. With a happy smile, Grandma walked over to the people.

Khalisha sighed looking at her grandmother's behavior. It's only natural that Grandma behaves like that. From earlier they walked, but the cake sold only a little. He really hoped that the people who came out of the building would buy grandma's merchandise. But still, there's a little fear that no one is buying. She was afraid that Grandma would be disappointed.

"Kue... cake, son," granny stared at the people who came out.

Khalisha looked disappointed. They don't seem interested in buying grandma's cake. Even just looking at the basket he was carrying, they seemed reluctant to do so.

"Kue.. cake... cake, son," granny's back.

"Khalisha!"

Hearing her name being called, Khalisha turned her head to the origin of the voice. A little girl ran towards him. His face looks very happy. Instead of looking happy, Khalisha stared in surprise. He did not expect to meet Mayang outside the school.

"May, how are you here?" the question is a bit surprised.

"I'm here to watch our school volleyball game. The game was great, Lis. Our school won again" said Mayang enthusiastically.

"Oh. I just found out that there's a match here" Khalisha said, "who are you here? Is it your papa?"

"No. I'm here with my friends. They also share Daniel, Andhika, Nathan, and Bayu. Well, instead of getting bored at home, I just follow you here. After all, you know that I like to watch matches related to our school," replied Mayang, then waved his hand at his gathered friends, "trus, what are you doing here yourself?"

"I'm selling cake again" said Khalisha slightly lifting her merchandise.

Mayang sontak glanced at the two small baskets. So happy to meet Khalisha, he did not see the basket in both hands of Khalisha.

"There's still a lot to sell, Lis?"

"Well, that's how it is," he replied sighing.

Grandma who had been paying attention, of course smiled happily. How not. After all these years, Khalisha began to open herself up. He started to be friends with other people.

"Lis, is he your friend?" asked grandma to stop their conversation.

Khalisha turned to look beside her. She felt bad for Grandma. Maybe he was busy chatting with Mayang without paying attention to grandma.

"My name is Mayang, Grandma. I'm Khalisha's classmate" Mayang said.

"Son Mayang, thank you for being Khalisha's friend. Sorry Khalisha if not like other Nak Mayang friends," said the sincere grandmother.

"Oh my goodness, Grandma. Grandma doesn't have to apologize or thank me. Khalisha's a good man, Grandma. That's why I want to be friends with him" Mayang said with a smile.

Siska and Dita who had just walked out of the building instantly stared cynically. They did not expect to meet two girls they hated. Who else if not Khalisha and Mayang.

"Why should I meet them here? Males really," asked Siska snorting annoyedly.

"Yes. Really males. The feeling was inside, I didn't see them" said Dita with a sour face.

"Let's see the poor girl's hand!" tell Siska, "it looks like the girls are selling to her grandmother. What if we samperin them?"

"Gapain get there. Let's go home, yuk!" bring Dita. He was lazy to meet Mayang and Khalisha.

"Yes, of course, want to insult the poor girl," said Siska smiling cynically, "follow it?"

When it comes to insulting Khalisha, of course Dita must come along. Since Mayang befriended Khalisha, Mayang kept his distance and even dared to defend Khalisha in front of him. In fact, he and Mayang have been friends for a long time. And their friendship was destroyed instantly because of Khalisha.

"of course. Yuk, get over there!" sahut Dita is excited.

Siska and Dita also stepped over to Mayang and Khalisha. They were already impatient to humiliate Khalisha in public.

Mayang really did not expect to be able to meet with Khalisha and her grandmother in the sports hall. He was secretly amazed at the girl in front of him. How not. Instead of going home from school to rest or gather with friends to relieve fatigue like himself, Khalisha actually helped her grandmother sell. What a thing to imitate.

"Well, you two seem to be here. How did it not look inside?" ask Siska. He just kept throwing his smile.

Grandma looked confusedly at the two girls who had just come. Judging from their faces, the grandmother felt that the two girls did not like Khalisha.

"Kuenya, Son?" haggard grandma suddenly.

"I'm sorry, Grandma. I'm allergic to eating cheap cakes like that" said Siska haughtily.

"Yes, Grandma. We are rich people. Not the level of eating cheap cakes that Grandma sells. Better, Grandma's looking for somewhere else to sell. Surely the same level with Grandma and the poor girl. Here it is a group of rich people, not a group of poor people," Dita also arrogantly concluded.

Mayang who had been silent since then was of course made furious with the behavior of Siska and Dita. They could have spoken like that to Khalisha's grandmother. They really have no manners for older people.

"Can you not insult people once?" tanya Mayang held back her emotions.

"Well, how come you're the sewot anyway? What Dita said was true, right. The reality is so," said Siska defended Dita.

The words of the two newly arrived girls were as if piercing in the heart of grandma. Granny's heartache heard them. So low and his contempt for himself and Khalisha in their eyes.

"Sir, don't go into their hearts. They have a rather agile brain" said Mayang worried that Khalisha's grandmother was offended by Siska and Dita's remarks.

"Have you said our brains were gesrek. You are the one whose brain is aglek because over time the same with the poor girl," said Siska did not accept.

"Yes, May. You are a rich man, you should find a friend who is the same level as you. Not even the same meeting with the poor girl," continued Dita annoyed.

"What does it have to do with you guys? I want to meet anyone, that's my business. Also, don't call Khalisha a poor girl!" reply Mayang firmly. The longer he felt fed up with the nature of Siska and Dita.

Khalisha grew tired of seeing the fight between Mayang, Siska, and Dita. Rather than spending time just to see their quarrels, it is better to go away looking for buyers.

"Sir, let's go yuk from here! We are free here. No one bought it" Khalisha said. He also did not want his grandmother to continue to listen to insults from Siska and Dita. Not necessarily his grandmother will hold up like him.

Grandma smiled wryly at Khalisha's invitation. On one hand, grandma wanted to return the rude words of the two arrogant girls. But on the other hand, he also could not bear to let Khalisha continue to listen to their insults. It's really sad. To this day, he can't do anything.

A man suddenly approached. He smiled at Khalisha. He never expected to see Khalisha again.

"I don't know if we can meet here" he said.

Khalisha stared flatly. The world seems small because it meets him again.

"I just found out you're selling. What are you selling?" tanyanya friendly.

"Kue" Khalisha replied briefly.

"If so, I'd like to buy dong. Rarely can you see you sell," he said with a small smile.

Khalisha lowered the two baskets in her hand, then opened the lid. The cakes are neatly arranged in it. There are several types to choose from in it.

"Which one do you want to buy?"

"Everything looks good" he said confusedly.

Mayang, Siska, and Dita were both shocked to see the guy named Andhika was confused to choose Khalisha merchandise cake. Of course this can be the latest gossip in school. Surely there will be many fans of Andhika girls who compete to attract the attention of Andhika by bringing cakes like cakes sold by Khalisha.

"Dhik, how do you want to eat that cake? If you want cake, I can buy it at the cake shop. The cake there is delicious and hygienic," said Siska trying to prevent Andhika.

"Not bother. I want a cake that Khalisha sells," Andhika refused subtly.

"But, Dhik, that cake is a cheap cake. Not suitable to eat with you. You will be sick again" persuaded Siska.

"That's enough! From now on you've been insulting my grandson. If you don't want to buy, that's okay. Grandma was not forced. But don't use insulting, either. We know we are poor. But that doesn't mean you can just insult and step on our self-esteem" said the granny.

"Udahlah, Grandma. Grandma should not be angry. Let's say there's a dog barking. Don't think about it" Khalisha said casually.

"What did you say?! You call us dogs?" siska said she did not accept.

"I didn't call you dogs. You said it yourself."

"Basic brash! How dare you fight me!"

Andhika turned towards Siska. "Rather than you make a fuss here, you and your friend better get out of here. I don't like cocky girls like you."

Siska couldn't believe seeing Andhika throw him out. Andhika who he knew was a friendly figure to everyone. However, just because of Khalisha, he had the heart to expel her.

"You're upset with me?"

"Yes. Go quickly!" expel Andhika growled.

Dita, who had been silent, immediately pulled Siska's hand and took her away. If left unchecked, things will get even more chaotic. He also did not want to be labeled bad by Andhika.

"Mr, Lis, forgive them. Their mouths are like that" Mayang said, feeling guilty for not being able to do much for Khalisha and her grandmother.

"It's okay. Nak Mayang don't apologize. Mayang is not wrong. Grandma who should be grateful for Nak Mayang has defended us. Grandma was just upset because of their attitude. Fortunately, they were not Grandma's grandchildren. If they are Grandma's grandchildren, it could be that Grandma's heart was dislodged because of them," said the grandmother stroked the chest to see the disrespectful attitude of the two girls.

"I hope Grandma and Khalisha do not enter the heart of their speech" said Andhika politely.

"It's okay. After all I have also been used to their attitude in class" Khalisha said casually.

Grandma was surprised to hear that. Grandma herself only found out that Khalisha was often insulted at school. During this time, Khalisha never told me anything about her days at school.

"You are often insulted by them?! How come you didn't tell Grandma, Lis?" ask granny heartache. Grandma does not like her favorite grandson to be a subject of insults people.

"Not to think about it, Grandma! All this time I have regarded their babbling as dog barking" Khalisha replied.

Andhika was surprised and also amazed by Khalisha. He can act ordinary after getting insults from others.

"Dhik, did you buy a cake?" ask Khalisha.

"Of course so," answered Andhika again glanced towards Khalisha's merchandise cake. He pointed to some cakes that he found interesting.

Khalisha took Andhika's cookies and put them in a plastic bag and gave them to Andhika.

Andhika directly reached into his pants pocket. With a smile, he gave Khalisha a hundred thousand.

"I don't have any change. You wait here. I'll change the money first." Khalisha then set foot in search of the nearest stall. However, her footsteps were prevented by Andhika.

"Not exchange money! Take the change!"

"But—"

"There's no buts. Think of the money as your bounty seller," Andhika quickly cut.

To be honest, Khalisha felt bad for Andhika. The money Andhika gave was too much. However, what is the power. Andhika refused the change. There was no way he could continue to reject his kindness. Fearfully, Andhika will feel offended.

"Thank you a lot, son," said the sincere grandmother.

"Together, Grandma."

After that annoying chat with Siska and Dita, Mayang, Khalisha, Grandma, and Andhika were finally able to chat quietly. Andhika's presence of course invites the girls to come closer. They flocked to buy the cake and Khalisha to look for face in front of Andhika the idol.

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