Watching You With Do'A

Watching You With Do'A
Chapters. 57: Move On Day...



Bakda shubuh, Aida helped mbak Ning cook in a narrow kitchen located at the back of the shophouse. They agreed to open the stall from morning to evening, with the main menu of rames rice.


But every morning will provide pecel rice, and his afternoon soto rice. Complete with cold drinks and coffee.


After some of the cooking was cooked, Aida began to carry her forward and set her in a storefront. Not long after, mbak Ning followed by bringing other dishes that were also cooked.


"Sir, almost at six, Aida would take a bath, yes, finished bathing so that Aida who opened her shop, and mbak Ning could take care of Tio," Aida's pinta, said, he hurried back to his room.


Sister Ning simply nodded, which Aida could not see because Aunt Aini's daughter had already passed towards her room.


After bathing, by reading basmallah and sholawat prophet, Aida began to open her shop. No grandiose hope Aida, she just wants to be able to continue to live and finance her child and Tio to study as high as her.


And Alhamdulillah, Aida never stopped giving thanks, because even though it was just opened directly there were some buyers who stopped at her simple shop.


Because she was accustomed to helping her mother if the school holidays at that time, Aida had no difficulty in serving her buyers. Neither the one who eats on the spot, nor the one who asks to be wrapped.


"Bak, rames rice equals two hot teas," pinta a buyer who had just entered with a friend of his.


"Well, wait a minute no," Aida replied politely, because it still serves other buyers who ask in the package of rice pecel five.


"Sir, if only two pecel added. can you?" Asked one of the female buyers, who was still waiting for the new rice pecel in Aida's wrap.


"Yes, can mbak. cook someone buy kok ndak can," Aida replied kindly, smiling.


"The problem is if you buy elsewhere, sometimes you can't mbak," explained the woman who one.


Aida just nodded, not wanting to respond to the curses of her buyers.


Sister Ning who had finished bathing her son, followed forward. "Which has not been served where neng?" Ask mbak Ning.


"That's mbak, mas-mas sitting at the end. Nasi rames the same hot tea two, mbak Ning make the hot tea only later Aida's rice made right. It's over" Aida said.


Half of the desk chairs available at Aida's stall have been filled, they are factory employees who are sniffing around the area. Luckily Aida got a strategic place, so Aida did not have to bother promoting her stall.


Ms. Ning immediately made hot tea, the order of the last two stall visitors came.


"How much is it all?" Ask one of the women who bought rice pecel earlier.


"Nasi pecel five wear omelet, same pecel only two yes mbak?" Aida made sure, "so all forty thousand." Aida looked at the two female buyers with a friendly smile.


One of the women disbursed fifty thousand bills, Aida then took ten thousand bills from the drawer and put them back on the buyer. "This change mbak, thank you very much mbak. moga like our cuisine," said Aida sincerely.


"Yes mbak, the kayak is delicious. The aroma of the cuisine is fragrant, and the price is also right in our pockets of the workers who sniff...... is it Rum?" Reply to one of the buyers, chuckling. The one agreed with his friend by nodding his head.


"Mbak sure, it just so happens that our boarding place is close by from here." Reply to one of them both.


"Let's go," said another friend.


"Sign me, thank you," Aida replied kindly.


Aida then made two rames rice, the order of the two visitors. And then save two dishes of rames rice to the table of the mas-mas who ordered her, "monggo mas," said Aida politely.


"Neng, neng Aida just rest.. let mbak Ning who serves buyers," suggested mbak Ning, "neng Aida also has not breakfast, right? Seven o'clock more?" Ma'am Ning warned.


Aida nodded, "iya mbak," Aida replied, and then immediately took the rice with the pecel side dish for her breakfast.


"Sir, Aida went inside first huh?" His cleavage was on Ms. Ning, and rushed inside.


Just when Aida finished breakfast, Ms. Dibyo and her daughter came to fulfill her promise to frequent the stall. In addition to accompanying Aida and mbak Ning according to Pak Dibyo's orders, so that Aida and mbak Ning do not get gossip from neighbors around because of her second status which is equally widowed,,, ms. Dibyo also wants to shop for kitchen needs in her store mbak Ambar, which is right next to Aida's shop.


"Assalamu'alaikum," said a greeting from Dibyo's mother, and immediately invited her daughter to enter because there were still three people eating at the stall. While mbak Ning, still looks busy washing glasses and dishes used by visitors stalls.


"Wa'alaikumsalam,," replied Aida and Tio simultaneously, her son mbak Ning was looking very happy to see the presence of Flowers.


"Breakfast nggih bu, let Aida get it," Aida bargained, after Dibyo's mom sat down in front of the still-lit television and aired Tio's favorite cartoon.


"No need to bother son, we had breakfast before the father left for the office," declined bu Dibyo subtly.


Aida and Ms. Dibyo then had a light conversation about Aida's pregnancy, between Flowers chirping and Tio's laughter because it was seduced by Bunga.


"Near here is a midwife, open the practice until the next hour of the night. Later if Aida wants to check the content, let the mother who accompanies," bargained bu Dibyo sincerely.


"Mom, God willing, later if vitamin Aida has run out." Reply Aida, "thank you very much, Aida always troublesome mother," he continued feeling awkward.


"No need to take meh pakewuh that tho son, son Aida we have considered like our own child. After all, shouldn't we live to help each other? Help each other?" Bu Dibyo stared at Aida's beautiful bead, with a warm look.


"Beggih, leres bu's genie," Aida nodded, "but unfortunately, people who think like mother and father in this day and age are already very rare. Most people think more about what benefits can be obtained if they help others." Aida continued sad, thinking back to how she used to be stuck in the debt of gratitude that was bargained by Retno and her son, until Aida finally had to marry Ryan.


"Huffff,," Aida threw away her rough breath, "Aida wants to keep the dirty dishes first behind the mom," said Aida, who did not want to see Dibyo see the change in her facial water.


"Move on Da, come on. You can!"


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