Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

101. Shopping

After returning home from teaching, Ridwan after stopping by an ATM, he also stopped by a stall near Pak Haji Imron's house, small shop that sells basic food and some other home needs that although the stall is small but quite complete.

Ridwan this morning when going to soak clothes, see washing and fragrance soap and bath soap and other toiletries began to run out a lot.

While in the kitchen also Ridwan saw the oil, and the stock of instant noodles and eggs were exhausted.

Ridwan who happened to be yesterday to Jakarta got more sustenance from Pak Bagas, finally intend to spend the needs for home.

Indeed, next to the school where Ridwan teaches actually there is also a minimarket that he can shop anything there.

But, Ridwan thought, if we have a neighbor who has a basic business and all kinds of household needs at home, surely we would be better off shopping in a neighboring place.

No problem for example there is a difference in price of two thousand to three thousand rupiah, especially if only five hundred rupiah difference, the important thing is that they can help us keep it running, we can help keep it going, moreover, for example, they have children who are still covered because they are still in school.

But...

It is okay to occasionally shop at the minimarket, even though for example it belongs to any person, or any religion, or belongs to a large businessman though.

Because it's...

With their efforts, our country is also assisted in providing jobs, therefore, it is certainly very helpful for many graduates who continue to grow every year.

"Assynoltom..."

Ridwan was heard saying greetings, in front of the stall that now looked quiet.

"Assynoltom..."

Back Ridwan also said greetings, greetings,

Shortly after, someone from inside replied,

"Goddessalam..."

And then came a middle-aged woman who was seen coming out of the inner room carrying a small basin containing vegetable buds that seemed to have just matured.

Vegetable baskets are quite large and look crisp and crunchy, very tempting.

"Mom, tumbas."

Ridwan.

"Oh nggih monggo."

Said the mother who owns the stall while observing the figure of Ridwan who seemed familiar, who was not familiar,

"Liquid soap that has a blue color that is as small as the size of the ma'am?"

"Ooh there is. there is."

The mother then opened the storefront, where there were some bath soap bars and some liquid soap seeds refill.

"Eeh but there's nothing to bottle this, it's refill."

Said the Mother.

"Oh no ma'am, it's okay, it's all right."

Ridwan.

"What is this?"

Ask the Mother.

After all is provided, Ridwan also did not forget to buy snacks for Ajeng, two packs of medium-sized potato chips, and one small chocolate bar.

"You don't want a bakwan either? Still angets."

Said the shop owner's mother.

Ridwan who saw the bakwan in the basin that did look very tempting even finally nodded.

"Mom, may I ask to be packed ten thousand rupiah."

Ridwan.

The owner of the shop was of course happy to hear it. Quickly he immediately took a paper wrap to then put some of the still warm and crisp-looking bakwan.

"So how many are you?"

Ask Ridwan.

The shop owner's mother took a torn cigarette container, and a pen tied with a rope to the hangers of the stall.

He began writing to make manual notes ala stalls in the village.

After summing up the whole and giving the manual note to Ridwan, it appears then Ridwan took two pieces one hundred thousand.

He gave the two pieces of money a hundred thousand to the Mother of the owner of the stall.

"Just two small envelopes, ma'am."

Said Ridwan again,

"Oh nogh Mas."

Said the mother who then grabbed the envelope box, to take two sheets and given to Ridwan.

After that the mother opened the desk drawer where she kept the money in the stall to find change.

"Greetings to Mas Ridwan's mother."

Said the shop owner's mother so give change to Ridwan.

Ridwan who was surprised because the owner of the stall was still recognized him well, making Ridwan so smile.

"Still know me to Mom? Oh my God, be well mother."

The shop owner's mother also chuckled.

"Lho ya must still remember, wong pas small will often be told to Mother to the stall."

Ridwan laughed a little.

"Mangke aside, ma'am, maturnuwun, assalamu'alaikum."

Ridwan.

"Goddessalam..."

the shop owner's mother answered Ridwan's greeting.

Ridwan walked quietly, while carrying his groceries to his motorcycle which he parked in the front yard of the shop.

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