
Intan was running very fast, he did not dare to look back in the slightest. Because seeing the faces of the mothers who were hanging out so looks wrathful to him.
The stomach continues to sound rumbling asking for food rations, Intan to the destination. He immediately sat down to order some fried rice, covering his face with both hands.
"May mother not pursue me at this time." Speak Intan with his fear.
A fried rice merchant, now approaching Intan. " Sister. Ma'am."
Several times the fried rice seller called Intan, but Intan with fear ignored the call from the seller of fried rice.
The old man, about forty-five years old, patted the shoulder of the girl sitting in his trading chair.
"Okay, bang. Just make a surprise," Intan grumbled, staring at the fried rice seller.
"Yes, who told you. Sitting here, this is especially for people who want to buy my fried rice," said the merchant looking annoyed with Intan's disrespectful behavior.
Intan just realized that he was sitting, in the chair of the fried rice seller," Oh yes Bang."
Intan looks embarrassed, he scratches the back of his head that does not itch.
Make the seller ask again," would you like to order no?"
"She wants to, bang."
"Yes, what's in the wrap?" ask the seller seen knock in front of Intan.
The round-eyed girl immediately pointed her finger, towards the salesman," one time, bang, here."
The forty-five-year-old man, walking towards his wheel, began to chop vegetables and onions, preparing his cooking utensils, to quickly fry the rice.
Intan breathed a sigh of relief, he held his chest. Seeing the situation was safe, the mothers were no longer chasing after Intan who was now buying fried rice.
The stomach feels uncontrollable, Intan is so hungry. He grabbed the drinking water and immediately drank it until it ran out.
"Oh, so thirsty."
The seller immediately offered the fried rice, for Intan on the table," It's finally done."
The round-eyed lady with her trembling hands, started grabbing the fried rice with a spoon. Put it in his mouth, "it's delicious."
The fried rice seller just shook his head, looking at the behavior of a girl as beautiful as Intan like a freak.
Intan finished the fried rice in an instant, he now ordered one more serving. The hunger still haunts his stomach.
"Bang, I'll order one more."
The fried rice seller, taking a breath, made another fried rice for Intan.
After ripe and still removing smoke, Intan greedily finished his second order of fried rice.
"Neng, eat rich people in such trance."
Intan ignored the taunts, the fried rice seller. Most importantly for him, his stomach is now full, yes now no longer hungry like that.
"It's bang, I want beyar. How many?" tanya Intan is looking for her bag.
"Twenty-two bamboo shoots!" answer the seller.
Intan was surprised, he did not find where the bag was, but he remembered earlier carrying the bag to the fried rice seller.
"Where's my bag?" Intan tries to remember, as she leaves Nita's house.
That time.
"Damn, that feeling I was carrying a bag, ahk. But why can I forget the gini, ouch. Where far away, how about, " muttered Intan's heart.
He was looking for an opportunity to run away from the fried rice seller, because he forgot to bring money.
By moving on, in the end.
"Kaburr."
Instead of being free, Intan's collar was deliberately pulled by the fried rice seller," where to go. Neng, haven't paid yet?"
Intan's question made him swallow, actually he wanted to immediately run away from the fried rice seller, because he forgot to bring money.
"Say-a is going to ...."
The fried rice seller was a little suspicious, with Intan gelagat, "wanted to run away. Neng?"
"Eh, yeah. Mm. Nope, no. How, bang?"
"Byeah, go!"
The fried rice seller took off Intan's collar, made Intan turn around, lowered his gaze." I."
"I why?"
Intan was so embarrassed to be honest, he glanced at the buyers of fried rice, both cheeks flushed.
"Well, why?"
While scratching the back of the head that did not feel itchy, in the end Intan said honestly," I forgot to bring money. Bang, that's why I want to go home first and bring my money here" Intan said, with shame, he saw the buyers as if laughing at him.
"That's your excuse." The fried rice seller was a little annoyed by the words of the buyer.
"Yes, eating a lot turned out to have no money," snapped the seller.
Intan showed both palms, trying to explain to the fried rice seller." I said honestly. Bang, my money is left at home, now I want to take my money at home and later I come back here."
The fried rice seller did not trust Intan, he dragged Intan's body," you should just wash the dishes here, after you wash the dishes until clean. Let's just say your food was free."
The order of the fried rice seller, both eyes look more rounded Intan, see so many dirty dishes that have not been washed.
" This much, bang?"
"Yes. Quickly work it out to be done!".
Intan gulped, now crouched lamenting the fate of being a dishwasher for sellers of fried rice, because he who did not bring money and was too late when traveling.
" The clean one."
The fried rice seller added again, the dishes used by customers in front of Intan, would make Intan heavy shock, where Intan might clean the dishes as much.
Surely his hands will feel sore, especially Intan has not done homework for a long time, yes too lazy after being fired from Ainun's house.
"Yes, bang. Sure enough napa, so much purity, I will eat only two servings of doang. Not comparable dong," Intan dodged the fried rice seller, yes did not accept the work that piled up so much.
"Have it, rather than giving you to the mothers hanging out there, let you be tortured as they are. Because it has helped fried rice from me," said the seller of course makes Intan afraid, Yes can only lament fate while rinsing dirty dishes scattered on the ground.
"Quick clean it up."
Both of Intan's eyes glazed over, just because he was hungry. Intan must accept the fate of not himself who became a dishwasher in the place of a fried rice seller.
"Yes is very much alive, all because of the Nita and Lulu." Intan snorted in annoyance while cleaning the dishes that were so Dirty.