INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
CHAPTER XIX PREPARATION

(Akbar's Point of View)

(House of Ainur, Palembang)

Pempek, Tekwan and Marjan Melon-flavored syrup were plastered in front of me, hungry with tension and fear. As a Palembang people have been supposed to drool over the special food of the city of Pempek.

“Makasih ya Nur even ngerepotin” I finished eating tekwan one pack

There are still a variety of pempek left in front of the eyes, with vinegar next to him I only have to hold back for a while so as not to look greedy. The frills of the Palembang people eat two confess one, eat left one.

“Alhamdulillah full, fortunately have prayed if not lazy movement jadi” said I

“Iya, fortunately I also have”

“By the way for preparation later tonight there is all right? Charcoal, grill, groceries?” ask me to Ainur

“Nah don't know either, all in Bobi at the handle”

Immediately I became pessimistic to hear the name Bobi, “Bobi handle?”

“Iya, for the material later in purchase. Wait for the support money all collected”

“As one of my friends who sat down with Bobi, if Bobi who handle know how it will be?”

“Iya anyway I've also thought about it”

“Hemm..it!” firmly

The hour hand pointed at one o'clock in the afternoon, I opened the phone to see how the preparation in the class group was. Not finished reading, Ainur already said the problem in the class group.

“Nah new in omongi, no one siapi charcoal, gasoline same sideline”

“Basoline?” I asked myself “You burned down what house?”

“No idea the Bobi”

The fan in front of my room grew to feel cooler, this indicates a hot day.

“If buy charcoal where ya?”

“Charcoal, my grandfather is a lot in his house, want me to take?” ask me to Ainur

“Totally? Then please ya”

“Oke calm, but a little afternoon usually during the day like this my grandfather and grandmother often sleep. But what does that side material mean?"

“It...nih” Ainur show photos sent by Flowers in Whats***class group

More or less ingredients and seasonings than I thought, even if using personal money will not be enough.

I myself do not want to add or harm myself to buy a variety of equipment that is lacking.

“This mah can be readyin” Ainur answer it lightly

Not knowing how much butter, oil, sugar, and eggs cost, I gasped.

“Wah a lot of Nur, not enough nomboki them” said I stopped Ainur

“No, Dad and Mama have a store in front just take it a little there. If the support money has been collected all new in pay”

It turned out that the shop in front belonged to Ainur's parents, then there was no problem for things to come.

But the bad taste still holds the heart, already troublesome place coupled with taking people's merchandise.

“Indeed it can be the same Aunt Om?”

“Everything we ask first” Ainur out to the front of the store, see he went of course I followed

After getting out of the Ainur house, it was clearly visible in the middle of the Plaj* market while on the side of the road there were various stalls and street vendors selling.

In front of the store, Siti sat in a large woven chair waiting for the buyer with her friends.

“Ma” Ainur approached while seducing aunt Siti to melt her heart

“Iya Mbak”

“Ma may take goods in the store for later tonight, if it is paid anyway. Just count” said Ainur memelas

“Iya can, do not forget on note” aunt Siti agreed quickly, when I saw me I felt bad

Sure enough, when I came Aunt Siti gave a responsibility to both of us.

“Well then let me take care of the store for a while, Mama has a business for a while. Akbar can also help ya” I who have felt the pleasure and kindness of the Ainur family can not refuse

“Iya aunt”

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(Ainur Viewing Angle)

(House of Ainur, Palembang)

Sitting together in front of the store like a couple is relaxing, shame of course I feel especially with Akbar.

Though all this time I did not like the men who approached me, but even so I felt comfortable adjacent to Akbar.

Not wanting makeup to fade I back to powder on the face, “Hemm” in front of the small glass I glanced at Akbar

Akbar fanned himself with a knitted fan from coconut leaves, of course because of the hot air and steam from the vehicle and then pass in front of the road.

“For a long time give it, already beautiful also” said Akbar without any shame

I myself was surprised to hear it, and stopped powdering my face. I can't believe a quiet man like him can say that without feeling anything.

I saw him, but he went back to fanning himself. Did Akbar say that with sincere feelings to me as a woman or just by chance.

“Ting.ting...” phone notification sound.

I saw and I read, apparently from a class group.

“Bar just prepare the ingredients for the event later tonight, put it into the house just”

“Oh okay” Akbar stood following me into the store

Wheat flour, oil, sugar and butter I took from his place. It is quite difficult to look for butter as many are covered by cardboard.

“This card is in movein only ya”

“Iya Bar can ask for help no, the card is stacked into one. Put it behind you”

“Each bu bos” Akbar said with a small laugh

After all the ingredients I took I put into the house carefully, leaving Akbar to clean up the shop.

I was thinking what would happen next, in between that time strange thoughts perched on my head.

“Why should I like a man like Akbar, I am greater than him” flashed a moment such thoughts, it was not worth the continuation where my eyes saw a black shadow flashed in front exactly like a figure in the parking lot and room

My hair is goosebumps fast when it is broad daylight, afraid not to look at the time and place.

It is true that I feel the presence, it would be better to get out immediately before there is a creepy incident coming.

“Ha.ha.ha” my breath runs out from the kitchen to the front of the store

Akbar who had previously arranged the cardboard had finished and swept the shop floor filled with dust and flour.

What a nice and understanding man, somehow guilt I think Akbar is the same as other men.

“Lho why Nur?”

“Nothing kok” I'm back sitting

Akbar finished sweeping, the dirt is still in the garbage patch has not been thrown into the trash.

“Mang, his two-” ice-breaker Akbar yelled to Mang Ujang one of my neighbors who sells ice-printers in front of the store

“Oke” Mang Ujang directly prepare Akbar order

Akbar approached Mang Ujang to wait for his order, only a few minutes later he returned. But when he returned, the ice brought only one cup.

“Well, let's go.” Akbar gave me the first ice princess

“Eh you will not buy so please the first”

“No need please, I'll take another”

Akbar picked up the garbage scrap and threw his old garbage swipe into the trash box in front.

While he was out of garbage he also took his order ice in Mang Ujang,

“Basic..” innerku.

CHAPTER XIX PREPARATION.... FINISHED