Life Returns, Starting Everything From Zero
Ideas to Make Money from a past life

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After chatting for an hour with her mother, Siska returned home with her two children playing at her grandmother's house.

Siska cleaned up all the scattered furniture and washed everything. Sweep and mop until all rooms look clean.

When he was done, he went into the room, picked up a large bag over the closet, and opened his closet. She put her husband's clothes in the bag.

Siska plans to deliver the clothes to her husband who is currently at his parents' house in an unused area of the former station. There was a house built by the people. This is where her husband and parents live.

Remembering that, Siska laughed. Laughing at himself who was so stupid in his past life. Her husband was once just a street busker. The two also met in angkot when Siska left for work. From there, the two begin to get in close contact and eventually fall in love.

She was really stupid and naive, hoping that her husband would change if he got married. In the end, only empty hopes never materialize, and even worse.

He should have been conscious from the beginning. He was a busker, loved brawling, and had been in prison. Once even his first brother had warned him, his parents did not agree. But Siska the stubborn one, vehemently opposed the blessing. Until finally, everyone relented, letting Siska marry him.

In the past, Siska lived well. Having a steady job, family, friends and work environment is also very comfortable. But instead, he chose to go to hell with the bastard who did not know what responsibility was. Really shit. Siska's brain at that time, like washed, but she was well aware, blinded by love alone.

After putting in all her husband's clothes and everyday utensils, Siska turned to the kitchen.

He already thought about it, he would make money by selling.

Looking at whatever ingredients were in the kitchen, Siska smiled slightly. There is tapioca flour, wheat flour, eggs, chili, garlic, raw chicken leftover two, salt, mucin also exist.

Looking at the material, he suddenly thought of making Cireng Chicken contents in his previous life he had sold. That was pretty good when he sold it in 2022.

But, because her husband was brainless, his capital and sales carts were taken and sold, to fulfill his ambition of buying a motorcycle. He made himself completely unable to support his two children anymore.

Siska began to heat the water in two stoves. One water for the dough, and another one put Chicken. Then he switched to flour. He poured tapioca into a fairly large container, then added a little flour, and added mashed garlic, salt, and micin.

After adding the main ingredients, Siska switches back to the already hot water. And pour the hot water into a container that has been filled with the main ingredients.

Using a rather large spoon of rice, he began to knead it until it became dough until Kalis.

After Kalis, while waiting for the cold dough, he switched to chicken that had been boiled until cooked. Raise and throw away the water. And then he doused it with a fork, so that the heat from the chicken would not come upon his hand.

When finished, Siska heats the pan that has been given oil. Then insert the chili that has been mashed, as well as other flavoring ingredients such as garlic, salt, micin, and small sliced orange leaves, and do not forget to include half of the chicken that has been fertilized earlier. Then rub it until the material absorbs perfectly.

Likewise, in the other stove, he did the same thing to burn the remaining chicken half again. What is different, this one does not use chili. He intends to make two kinds of siren stuffing, namely spicy and original.

Siska takes a round of dough, then prints it into the usual mountain shape of the children's drawings, without any pointed ends.

There was no mold in his house, so he printed it manually, after the circle, formed it into a dish, inserted the chicken milk powder, and formed it like a mountain without a pointed tip, varying the tip with a fork, and making it look like a mountain without a pointed tip, there are lines at the end.

To distinguish between spicy and non-spicy, Siska deliberately added lines with a fork as a spicy marker, and no lines as a non-spicy marker.

And so on, until three hours later, he finished making it all. Each of them amounted to 50 pieces of chirping, so there were all 100 pieces of chirping.

"Ah, this is so tiring without the mold." Said Siska who is now resting for a while after scoring everything.

Siska's eyes then unintentionally stared at a compound containing oil. His eyes sparkled with excitement. He had an idea to just fry it. At first, he planned to sell it raw.

After seeing the oil, after drinking water, Siska then heats a sizable pan with half-full oil.

After being hot, then he put the 50 spicy chirps into the frying pan one by one. Fry it until cooked with a small flame. Do not get brownish, the contents of the mirror look ugly if the color is so. And that'll make it hard.

An hour later, Siska finished frying everything. He took out a box of used snacks, coated it with newspaper, and put a screwdriver into it into two places with a thin bulkhead.

"Ah, ready for sale! I just have to buy plastic and crackle later." Siska said with a smile.

After arranging everything back, Siska then took the box, not to forget also carrying a large bag containing clothes belonging to her future ex-husband.

"Ma, Siska will go to the market for a while, Titip again Uqi and Uni, is it okay Ma? Siska all deliver her clothes." Siska said after being in front of her mother.

"Yes, yes, it is perfectly fine, Uqi and Uni had just fallen asleep in the middle room. You go quickly, be careful on the road. If there is a problem, tell Mama. If that bastard bullies you, just yell. Understood?!" His mother's advice was firm.

Siska smiled as she nodded her head. "understand, Ma. I promise, this time he won't be able to bully me anymore. I'll be home safe." Siska assured her mother.

"Well, wear your sister's bike, so it's not too heavy to carry it. And remember, be careful." Say his mother again.

"Siska go, Ma." Said Siska who then kept a large bag in the back of the bicycle. While the food box he kept in front. Together with the rope so that both do not fall and scattered.

Siska is ready to sell.

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