Love The Village Youth 2
Chapter 61

"You're like a fortune teller, you know where I've got problems?" rezi asked Zharin.

"Hehehe, you can't hide that from me. Your disheveled face tells me that you are facing a problem" Zharin said.

"really?" lirih Rezi's.

"Mhm," murmured Zharin.

"At least by sitting on this beach, you can calm a chaotic heart for a moment while looking for a solution in solving your problems" said Zharin wisely.

Zharin did not force Rezi to open up to the problems he was facing.

Rezi looked at Zharin, he stared fixedly at the girl for a moment Rezi saw the radiance of Zharin's smiling face but bearing a heavy burden of life.

"Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar." The sound of Adzan rang.

"Already maghrib, let's pray first. If you want, let's have dinner at home" Zharin asked.

Now Zharin already considered Rezi a friend, so she was not ashamed to bring Rezi to her small hut.

"Mhm," muttered Rezi still in his place.

"Come on." Zharin pulled his hand and asked him to do it to her little hut.

Rezi looked at the hand of the girl who was now holding her hand, there was a sense of calm as she was beside the girl.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Zharin as they entered the small hut where Zharin and her mother were sheltering.

"Wa'alaikummussalam," replied Zharin's mother who had just finished ablution.

"Sir Rezi," exclaimed Zharin's mother in surprise when she saw Rezi at her house.

"Assalamu'alaikum, ma'am," Rezi said, greeting the middle-aged woman he had rescued.

"Wa'alaikummussalam" replied Zharin's mother.

"How's mom doing?" rezi asked just for a little chat.

"Alhamdulillah the situation of the mother is now better, even Mother has begun to work drying salted fish on the beach," replied Zharin's mother excited.

"Thank God, Mom." Rezi smiled at the middle-aged woman.

"Son Rezi, do you want to pray?" ask Zharin's mother.

"Yes, ma'am, she's also going to have dinner here, I happened to have a lot of crabs this afternoon" Zharin said, answering a question from her mother.

"really?" Zharin's mother was flattered that a handsome and wealthy doctor would eat in her rickety hut.

Rezi smiled looking at Mother Zharin's face, something made his heart feel happy seeing the middle-aged woman's expression.

"Yes, Mom. Yes, I prayed first. I'll prepare the ingredients by chance I'll no longer pray" Zharin whispered near her mother.

Rezi smiled, even though Zharin was whispering with her mother, she could still hear what Zharin was saying.

"Come, Doctor, I will take you to the bathroom, please understand our bathroom is far from adequate" said Zharin.

The bathroom in the house is located outside the house with Pamsimas water reservoir.

In the bathroom there is no WC because in the residential area there is MCK which is commonly used by all residents who live on the coast.

Rezi was ablution and then prepared to perform the Maghrib prayer.

Ms. Zharin had prepared a shabby prayer mat, which they thought was the best they had.

Rezi also understood what was in front of him, he did not mind the shabby prayer mats he now wore to worship.

Rezi noticed Zharin's shrewdness in processing the crab, seeing that Zharin had a knack for cooking.

"You're a cook, huh?" rezi asked Zharin.

"Well, not really, but I'm a hobby cook. Usually if the local government makes an event here, I was told to be a guide in cooking, hehehe." Zharin told me a little about her cooking life.

Many of his friends said that his cooking was delicious.

"Then, why don't you open a cafe or food stall?" rezi asked Zharin.

"Mhm, where there is capital. We can eat from day to day we are grateful" replied Zharin.

Hearing Zharin's reply, Rezi's heart is tapped to help the feisty coastal girl live out her days.

"Mhm, how about I give capital to open a food stall?" tanya Rezi offered herself.

"Not bother, Doctor. I've felt enough with our income that can pass through life from day to day." Zharin immediately rejected Rezi's offer.

Zharin did not want to owe more and more to the handsome doctor who had now begun to slowly change her life.

"If not I'll find you a place to work as a cook in the hospital cafeteria, how about it?" rezi asked Zharin.

According to Rezi it is better for Zharin to work in the cafeteria and make money and hone her skills.

Zharin was silent, she did not answer Rezi's question. Actually he really wants to work in a restaurant or restaurant because from there he can channel his hobby.

Before long, Zharin stirred the crab and spices in the frying pan, Zharin's cooking was cooked.

He put his cooking on a glass plate that looked dull because it had been too long.

After that bring the cuisine to the free room where Zharin's mother had held a mat there.

Zharin serves white rice and crab dishes that she has just cooked.

The aroma of the cooked dish Zharin burst out in the room making everyone's appetite increase.

"Son Rezi, let's eat. If eating in this house is just like this, son. I hope Rezi likes it" Ms. Zharin told Rezi.

Rezi smile.

"It looks like this dish is very delicious, I can't wait to taste chef Zharin's cuisine" Rezi said.

Zharin gave a plate of white rice and crab to Rezi.

"Enough?" zharin.

"Enough, later if you want again it can still be added," said Rezi.

Zharin glanced at her mother, they threw one another a glance. It was an honor for those rich people like Rezi to stop by and eat in their little huts with a very simple meal.

Rezi was feeding the food on his plate.

The handsome doctor was seen eating the food inside his plate voraciously. Not how long Rezi spent the food on his plate and he added white rice to his plate.

Without realizing it Rezi had spent three plates of white rice and crab sauce cooked by Zharin earlier.

Zharin and her mother just stared cutely at the handsome doctor.

"Well, I've eaten 3 meals. Though all this time I have never eaten this much" Rezi said when he realized his greediness eating this

Instantly Rezi forgot the problem he was facing right now.

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