Killing My Husband's Neighborhood
The Jiya Cerca

“Lex, the kitchen material is up, I went to shop to the market today?” said Jiya.

“It's a pity be careful yes, sorry I can't deliver, because today mas Bambang invited me to cut cinnamon in the forest.” Alex who wants to relax in the water in the middle of the forest instead lies to his wife.

“Iya is nothing dear.” Jiya felt grateful that her husband did not come.

After they finished eating Jiya also tidied up their former place to eat.

Then Jiya in her shabby negligee clothes left for the market.

“Later put the key in the stone near Lex's household if you go,” Jiya said.

“Any boss of mine!” Alex who played the game on his phone raised his right thumb without looking at his wife.

After that he continued playing the game without asking if his wife had money to go to the market or not.

Jiya who has been used to such treatment is even accustomed to the attitude of her husband who is out of responsibility.

Because it happens that where he lives most women who become the backbone while the husbands at home or chatting in coffee shops all day.

Jiya's fate is still said to be lucky because Alex did not play hands with her, because the husbands of her friends often commit domestic violence if they do not provide satisfactory service.

Jiya who is familiar with the special will there no longer bother about Alex's shortcomings, arriving at the roadside Jiya looked at the empty land area that he was peeling.

“It looks like I'm suitable to make a stall here.” the place is quite strategic according to Jiya, because it is a crossroads that connects two villages and the distance from the houses of the citizens was close from there.

After finding a good place Jiya also saw the angkot coming.

The cargo stopped in front of Jiya and Jiya climbed into it.

His heart was really excited, because he was very confident that he would be a successful person through his grocery business later.

During the trip to the market, Jiya's eyes look out at the glass on her left right, displaying a wide view of the rice field.

“Before harvest season, may we get a lot.” Jiya murmured.

Because if their harvest is good Jiya's burden is slightly reduced and the money to buy rice can be saved by Jiya.

Did not feel Jiya also reached the market he also shop 4 types of salted fish wrapped in paper.

Jiya also bought, tomatoes for 4 thousand half kilos of chili, potatoes 1 kilo, tofu 1 small plastic bag and tempe 4 packs.

“Gosh, 50 thousand money can only be this way? Hum... If I had a large land I would have made a vegetable garden.” Financially deprived Jiya feels all food is expensive.

It was all like a dream when he had lived well.

After finishing shopping Jiya also headed to the people's unit bang that was still in the market area.

After arriving at the bank, Jiya enters and disburses the money given by her mother.

It did not take long 30 million cash was given by the teller head intact.

A happy smile is clearly implied on Jiya's vitamin-deprived dry lips.

He who did not want to delay his good intentions immediately went home and headed to the village head's house to ask what land he could rent.

Jiya also keeps the money in a black crackle bag and puts it in her shopping cart.

1 hour later Jiya got to the house of the village chief, Jiya also got off the angkot.

“Assalamu'alaikum.” Jiya said hello to Parman, the village chief who sat on the porch of his house.

“Walaikumsalam, eh bu Jiya, let's go in bu.” Parman leads Jiya into the house.

“Iya sir,” sahut Jiya.

“Please sit bu.” said Parman while landing his butt over the title of the ambal stuck to the wall.

“Thanks a lot sir.” Jiya also sat in front of Parman with a considerable distance.

”There can be helped bu Jiya?” parman asked, shaking the hands of his citizens.

“Iya sir, I want to ask if you rent the land that is on the roadside of my house? Because if you love me want to open a grocery store there sir,” said Jiya.

“Mass stalls yes?” Parman thought for a moment.

Suitable also anyway, I do not need to go far shopping if it runs out of rice, Inner Parman.

“If you want, it's okay to buy Jiya, besides the land I can't take care of, I understand myself if I'm busy to the oil palm plantation every day? Hehehe..” Parman laughed as he lit his kretek cigarette.

“Iya sir, what else is now the father's palm almost every harvest day,” said Jiya.

“Well do you know? Hehehe... mother just wear it, but I ask that there should be no more weeds there.” Pinta Parman likes cleanliness.

“Any pack, keep the rent in paid per month or year pack?” ask Jiya further.

“Just use bu 'do not have to pay the important land 3 hectares it must be clean.” Parman who owns a lot of land and income from a 50-hectare oil palm plantation does not mind if Jiya uses the land for free.

Another reason is because he pityes Jiya who is always used by Alex. He knows that Alex is not a good man, but Parman doesn't want to tell Jiya because it's none of his business.

“Thanks a lot sir.” The happy Jiya shed her tears.

“Sama-sama ma'am, advice from me to save my own money in a place that no one knows, do not make it in the stalls all, because it is not open a shop at the border, afraid there are bad people who steal mom's money when mom is off guard.”

Parman gave input as well as conveying indirectly so that Jiya was careful also to her husband.

“Iya sir, thank you very much Mr. Parman.” said Jiya while kissing the back of Parman's hand repeatedly.

“Is there anything else you want to talk about? Because I have to watch live mother Corla 3 minutes more.” Parman banishes Jiya with subtlety.

“There has been no sir, then I'm sorry first.” then Jiya got up from her seat and came out of the house of the village head with a very wide smile.

Means my capital is still intact, Alhamdulillah, Jiya's mind.

He also came home excited.

Arriving at home he sees Alex's former plate located on the floor.

“What's so hard to get to the dirty bucket?” Jiya is annoyed at Alex who is slovenly and inconsiderate.

But Jiya did not want to be angry for longer because he wanted to immediately clean up the vacant land owned by the village head by asking for help from a tramp.