Assalamu Alaikum Ukhti
The ukhti 65

Morning is approaching. And as usual, every dawn, the King has started doing his activities in the warehouse. The morning is the busiest time in the pond warehouse and also the warehouse of the moor pond and other shrimp that are still one area with the King.

Bandeng bandeng ready to harvest is always harvested at dawn by the King's men. After harvesting, the weft is separated according to size and then weighed and inserted into a plastic barrel ready to be sent to the besiegers who have ordered in several cities.

Seen there, the King and the Father intervened. The king used to watch the scales and sort out the items. While the father calculated the income and expenditure of milkfish.

Every day the destination for delivery of milkfish and shrimp is different. This happens because every agent orders it not every day. Average of them asking to be sent between two or three days. Then every day the destination of delivery is different.

"Who will this send south, Sam?" Abdul asked his men who helped count the mutilations.

"Rudi the same Karyo, Gan. Why?" reply Hisam.

"Tell me, it will be right to send to Banyumas. Ramli's money is requested. Late these two notes," said Abdul while showing a copy of the existing note.

"good. I'll say it first," Hisam replied then he moved to a car that would make deliveries to Banyumas and surrounding areas.

Along with the departure of the men, the King came closer while carrying two plastic bags. The father's forehead was wrinkled to see that.

"That's what, Ja?" Tanya Abdul looked at the package that was about his son.

"Bandeng the same shrimp, sir," replied the King as he hung the parcel on a nail stuck in the wall near the table.

"For whom?" ask Abdul curiously.

"To be at home, sir," replied the King lightly.

"Emang Pesen's mother? It was time to leave not saying what, right?" Tanya Abdul was astonished.

"Yes no sir, there will be Sania nginep at home. Must be delicious dong. It is not possible to just stir-fry kale side dishes doang the same fried," replied the King while grimacing.

"Geez!" reply Father while shaking his head.

"I'll take a shower, Bah. Want to pick up Sania," said the King as he stepped into a special room in the warehouse.

"So long? No part?" abdul asked while glancing for a moment at the clock that stuck on the wall. It just showed me at seven in the morning.

"No sir, just in the breakfast bargain there," replied the King with a whimper and passed leaving Abdul agape.

"What time are you leaving, Mi?" Sania asked while cutting some chili, garlic and onion.

"Around ten o'clock. Don't forget you're going to the store, San. Bantuin Vita," replied Umi who was arranging the parchment into a plate and brought it to the dining table.

"Yes later. Umi's plan is the same Abah was there?"

"don't know. Maybe two days or so, why?"

"Don't be late Umi, I don't feel good too late at the house of Aunt Lastri,"

"Yes, look at it later. You're better off with the king,"

Before replying, Sania sauteed the seasoning she had cut into pieces. The mother chose to sit on a chair near the dining table.

"Already," Sania replied embarrassedly.

"Tuh, the King is very easy to forgive you, but you actually hate it for a long time" said Umi.

"What the hell, Mi," grumbled Sania. Of course he could not avenge Umi's insinuations.

"Either if you hate that person properly. Because we don't know what will happen to us tomorrow" Umi advised.

"Yes, yes, Umi," replied Sania a little sewot.

As they were chatting, the mother and child were startled by two male voices. Umi and Sania looked at it almost simultaneously.

"Eh there is a King" said Umi.

"Assalamu'alaikum Umi," said the King with a cry.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, we just talked about you, uh in the nonsense," Umi's speech immediately made Sania gasp.

"Eye!"

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