The Beginning of a Famous Writer

Former Students provide a path to effort

"Bund, mother.." immediately approached Indri who was lying in a state of shivering.

It turns out that Indri is high hot, to shiver. His whole body was shaking. All over the body is hot.

Ardi was very anxious to see the state of Indri. The day shows four o'clock. Confused what he would do. Without a second thought Ardi immediately took water and immediately compressed Indri. To help relieve the high heat of the indri.

Besides still compressing Ardi trying to call and massage Indri massage.

Half an hour finally Indri began to mengingan and could lie down.

Ibukpun is awake. Ardi directly conveyed the situation of Indri to his mother. Without thinking about the shame again. Without thinking about his pride again. Ardi borrowed money from his father-in-law to treat Indri.

After receiving the money. Ardi immediately took Indri to the nearest midwife.

After being examined and given medication. They're back home.

Indri chose to return to rest after taking his medicine.

Ardi called a friend at Indri's school. Delivering the state of Indri to be given permission not to teach today. Call it friday. The teacher who only taught one class. So it's not too much trouble to ask for help from his friend.

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Days passed, now was the time for Ardi to send orders to Singapore. The day before, he had caught his fish.

And also do not forget to go to the Fish Quarantine Center for Quality Control and Fisheries Safety (BKIPM) to ask for a quarantine letter, so that the shipment is safe to arrive in Singapore.

Indri is starting to improve. He also returned to teaching.

Ardi is busy packing his order, accompanied by Indri. Sometimes Indri helps, anything he can help.

"Eh bund, I forgot. Yesterday when my mother was sick, someone called. He admitted to one of his mother's students, when Mother Practice Field first. His name is Jhasril if not wrong. Mother remember?" Go to Indri.

"Owh yes. Mother remembers well, she was the one who came at our wedding. Dad remember?"

"Where are you, bund?" Expression thinking.

"That was the afternoon. Both came with his friend. He came the day before the party, because the fitting party could not attend. We've also been to the Orphanage where he used to live." I explained.

"Whoa, do you remember, the one we ate with the same people who dame the tent and the guarantee?"

"Yes, what's the matter with him?"

"He invites us to fill the shop by him bund. He knows that we have a cake making business. He knew from Aty's shop, which he accidentally took shelter there because of the rain. He tried our cake and said it was delicious. That's why he asked us to fill in there."

"Keep, you agree?"

"Dad is up to mom. Just according to Dad, we'll take it. But we stopped at another stall. And go to school no longer every day. So we can make it once a week or twice a week. That way we're not too troubled."

"Mother agrees too. If it's like that. So we do not have to make every day.just once make it possible with a considerable amount.we only benefit Friday, Saturday, and Sunday well." I said an idea.

"But we don't have capital either."

"That's bund. But tomorrow I'll send the order to Singapore. It's easy to transfer on time."

"Owh yeah, I'll send it tomorrow. Mother forgot. Though this is again done, orders made sent there. I hope so yeah." I smiled shyly. I could have forgotten.

"And also the mother needs to know something." he said hanging.

"What yeah?" Indri looks impatient.

"Areally yeah?" Indri looks enthusiastic

"Yes, so let's just take this, and stop the others."

"Yes my mother agreed."

"If you agree, please call back your former student. Looks like he's been successful with his efforts bund."

I also called the number that my husband showed on his phone. Immediately I touched the green phone. Didn't wait long. Sound from there.

"Assalamualaik."

"Greetings hallaikum."

"Hushy how are you? Do you remember Jasril buk?" Someone from across there.

"Alhamdulillah healthy Jas. Yes still remember Jas.." I replied.

"Yes buk, how can an Indri mother not remember Jasril? Mother who often met me to the orphanage, buy clothes, bring food, even give pocket money. I wouldn't have forgotten all that buk." He reminds the past.

"Hehe. Ja. Jasril how are you?"

"Alhamdulillah healthy buk." What was Jasril's offer the other day? I'm ready?"

"Owh yes Jas. My husband tried. God can be. Actually we before the offer from Jasril, had already lost two stalls where the cake was left." My words are blunt.

"Owh yeah? Then Jhasril came at the right time." He said, laughing from across the street.

"Yes. By the way the shop by her where's Jas?"

He also mentioned the name of the store and its address.

"Wow. Cool. Jhasril has succeeded. Congratulations to you."

"Ah mom could. Thanks buk."

The Jhasril I know is an orphan. His economic life was so difficult that he was laid down by his parents in an orphanage.

It was when I practiced that I knew him that somehow my heart felt sympathy for him. Until I thought of it as a bitch. Ending my practice did not make us break the silahturahmi. Good month good day I often meet him.

After I promised I'd deliver the cake in fifteen days. Finally the phone is closed.

I did deliberately promise fifteen more days, because I was waiting for payment from the Singaporean buyer. I took the longest package time frame up to Singapore Indonesia travel within two weeks.

I immediately gave the husband's phone. He finished packing the order. Immediately he sent a photo of the order that has been packed to the buyer.

The day that already showed ten o'clock at night. It means that Singapore is eleven o'clock at night. But the husband still sends photos of orders that have been packed to the buyer.

[Photo. Ready to slide tomorrow morning gan."] message sent by whatsapp.

After sending the message we immediately beberes preparing for a break. I got typhoid, so I slept late again.

Husband is getting ready for bed. Not perfect eyes fall asleep again awakened by the sound of whatsapp notification husband. I wonder who sent whatsapp.

After the phone was taken. Unlock the screen, and go straight to whatsapp. For a moment he seriously stared at the screen, read whatsapp messages coming in, and then the husband shouted.

"Mother.." The husband was hysterical as he pointed at the screen of his phone.