The Love of the Stepchild
CHAPTERS. 91. The other side of Zelea.
Incidentally today is Sunday, a weekend that is much awaited by everyone, both from those who work or who are still studying at school and on campus.
Because Ahir week time to gather with family, or do activities with family, such as one of the morning run with family.
On this Sunday in the park where the ordinary people do the morning run looks very crowded.
Zelea and Zeon were also running this morning, but Zelea was just walking, and Zeon was running small while accompanying Zelea.
Because it was still the morning at half seven, so the air in this park was cool, while walking and moving her hands Zelea inhaled the morning air deeply.
Suddenly from behind there was the sound of a child screaming.
"Awas ..." The little boy ran fast, the shocked Zelea walked over.
The little boy immediately ran past Zelea and Zeon.
The mother of the child approached Zelea and Zeon. "I'm sorry my son is so excited" he said, feeling guilty.
"It's okay, Mom. Ordinary little boy," replied kindly Zelea.
The mother bowed respectfully to Zeon and Zelea, before finally pursuing her son earlier.
"It's a long way away the boy ran."
The words of the mother that Zelea still had time to hear.
Zelea shook her head, while walking again with Zeon.
His mind imagined later if you have a boy what is also like a child earlier, who was so active running.
They walk down the street everyone will pass to jog, right left of this street is a treated park.
Zelea who walked far away, asked for rest, now sitting on a rock while drinking water in a bottle that he brought.
"Hopefully no?" zeleah asked Zelea, and offered her a bottle of water.
Zeon took over the water bottle and gulped it down.
Zelea looked around, there were still many people who jogged, from adults and children.
"You want to go home?"
Zeon's question caused Zelea to take her eyes off the joggers and stare at Zeon.
"Yes, just go home."
Zeon helped Zelea to stand up, since Zelea's stomach was getting bigger, Zelea became a little troubled if she wanted to stand up if she sat down.
Zeon clasped Zelea's shoulders, and they walked together to where his car was parked.
"Nasi ... Nasi uuk!" yelling at the mother of the rice seller sat down, when Zelea had arrived at the parking lot of his car.
Zelea looked at the mother, saw the mother's lonely wares, the nasi uduk she sold was still a lot, arguably still intact.
Zelea felt sorry for her mother.
"Let's go in."
Zeon's voice resuscitated his daydream, Zelea looked at Zeon who had now opened the car door wide, but Zelea was reluctant to enter now, her eyes again saw the mother of the rice seller sitting down.
"What do you want? Want some rice?" asked Zeon when he saw Zelea did not want to get into the car and instead looked at the rice seller's mother sitting down.
"Nasi ... Nasi uuk!" scorching mother rice seller sit down again.
"I want to buy all that rice, I'm sorry to see that mother."
Zelea's answer immediately surprised Zeon, buying all that meant Zelea would buy all that rice, that much. Not the money problem is a problem, but is Zelea able to spend as much as the nasi uduk?
"Can ya?" Zelea looked at him pleading.
"Yes! Thank you, darling." Zelea was immediately happy as if she had obtained a treasure, and Zelea kissed Zeon on the cheek.
Zeon until fixated on seeing Zelea as enthusiastic as it is, as simple as the happiness of a woman, which is important to obey what she wants.
Zelea drew Zeon's hand to approach the mother of the rice vendor.
"Excuse me, Mum. Want to buy rice sitting," said Zelea as soon as he arrived in front of the mother.
"How much do you want, Neng? It's still warm, want to use what side dish, Neng? Do you want to use the sauce too, right?"
Zelea was immediately asked by the mother of the rice seller.
The puzzled Zelea could only answer with a smile.
"I want to buy all this rice, ma'am." Zelea explained.
"Seriously, Neng? Thank God" said the mother.
"So how many, ma'am. Totals." Zeon asked.
"I'll wrap it up, sir. Let it be easy to count" said the mother.
Zeon nodded in agreement.
After thirty minutes, all the rice was finished, Zeon and Zelea sat down on the grass, waiting so long.
"It's all fifty packs yes, sir. One pack is eight thousand, so there's a total of four hundred thousand, sir."
Zelea glanced at Zeon, Zeon immediately took the wallet in his pants pocket, then opened it and picked up a few pieces of red money.
"This, Ma. The payment." Zeon handed the red sheet to the rice seller's mother.
"Thank you, I'll take it, sir." The mother smiled happily, in her heart unceasingly giving thanks, the trading this morning was being pushed out.
Zeon brought to his car the rice-seated inside some of the crackles.
After getting into the trunk of the car, Zelea and Zeon got into the car, and soon the car drove out of the area.
After Zeon's car left, the mother of the rice seller sat down and immediately raised her hands and head up to look at the sky, praying as much as possible.
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After the car drove a few meters, Zeon who was driving turned his head to look at Zelea.
"How'in'in' does the rice sit? That's a lot of it."
"We're sharing." Zelea's eyes stared at the street.
Every time I see a street sweeper the car stops. Zelea approached the street sweeper to give two packs of rice to each person, for breakfast.
At the sight of the scavenger, the car that Zeon was driving stopped again. Zelea gave two packs of nasi uduk as well.
Another road car, just five meters away saw the old man pushing the junkyard. The car stopped again, Zelea gave him two packs of rice.
Those who loved two packs of rice sat by Zelea, his face smiling happily, even thanks flowed continuously.
The road car again, every time I see people on the street always Zelea give me two packs of rice sitting.
Now there are two more crackles containing nasi uduk, Zelea brought home to be given to his servants.
Once at the mansion, the servants were happy to get a gift of rice sitting from his master.
Zeon and Zelea entered the room, and Zeon was pleased to see the other side of Zelea, who had a caring attitude.
