MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
CHAPTER 21: SENO SIR
After coming out of the bathroom, Mas Diki changed clothes and got ready for Magrib prayer to congregate at the mosque with Nur. While I pray alone at home. While waiting for them to come from the mosque, I warmed the vegetables I had prepared earlier. Actually the vegetables are still fresh, but if warmed will certainly taste more delicious.
Right after I finished warming up the vegetables, my husband and son came from the mosque. They immediately attacked the food on the dining table. They eat very well. Seeing them eat greedily, I was very happy especially the side dishes and vegetables that I cooked almost all out. Such a simple cuisine is indeed a favorite of Mas Diki and Nur. Mas Diki once told me that his tongue was the tongue of the village. So, he preferred the typical cuisine of the village, not the food of the city like spaghetti and such. Of course I also feel happy because I also actually do not really like strange food like that. And it will also save more expenses, so the rest of the shopping money I can use to increase the boutique capital back.
After a very exciting night, we also waited for the arrival of Isya prayer while chatting in front of the television.
"Where is the school, Nur?" my many.
"Thank God, nice, Mom. I think starting next month I will be very busy at school because I was chosen to be an art staging committee held by the school every two years" Nur replied.
"Well, what's that show, Nur?" manya curious.
"Yes, a kind of show of ability of all students. Usually we rent a building to display it, ma'am," Nur replied.
"Who's watching, Nur?" my many.
"Yes, all students and usually students from other schools also watch. And also some members of the school committee and all the teachers were also present, really," Nur replied.
"Well, that means it's a big event, huh?" my many.
"Yes, Mom. Every school in this city seems to have a similar event like that, just a different name, vuma" replied Nur.
"That means you need big money, dong? Where'd that come from? Will every parent be asked for a donation?" my many.
"That's from many sources, ma'am. Including the contributions of each student. The funds are also sought from sponsors. Well, that's one of my duties and friends is to find a company that wants to be a sponsor for our event, Mom. Pray we get a lot of sponsors, ma'am, so we don't have enough money?" nur.
"Amaiiain ... By the way if it is profitable, maybe we want to be the sponsor," I replied.
"What is it, Mom? Many advantages. We will promote sponsorship products to the public," Nur replied.
"really. But, we certainly have to see first what the promotion looks like. If it is suitable, we want to be one of the sponsors. Isn't that right, Mas?" I asked Mas Diki.
"Yes, Right, Nur. Incidentally, your father's shop and your mother's boutique are looking for consumers. If the offer from the event committee at your school is okay, we want it," replied Mas Diki.
"Okay, Sir. I'll talk to my friends first. Who knows, friends are interested" replied Nur.
"Well, it's the azan Isha. Buruan has been to the mosque so it is not too late, "cut me.
"Okay, we say goodbye, ma'am" Nur said as he walked to the door followed by his father.
Seeing a husband and child who diligently perform worship services in the mosque is the greatest happiness of a wife. I intend to leave in the bathroom when I hear my phone ringing. I walked over to get my phone. There was a call coming in from a new number.
"Assalamualaikum ..," said I.
"Valayevansalam ... This is me, Dik Sinta," replied the person from across the street who turned out to be Mr. RT.
"What the hell Mr. RT is calling using a new number all so I don't know if it's the number" I muttered in my heart.
If I had known who called Mr. RT, I would have ignored his phone call.
"What's up, sir, calling me at night. Is it time to pray Isha?" ketus.
"Oh, very salihah it turns out Dik Sinta this, yes. Salatnya on time," replied Mr. RT
"What's up, sir? I'm hunting" cut me.
"Hm ... Dik Sinta has checked his vidion all what not?" ask Mr. RT.
"Ooo it hasn't. Just a little more. Why, Sir?" askaku.
"Ooooo ... But I'm not satisfied if I haven't seen it myself" I replied.
"Yes I know. But, I just remembered that there is another CCTV closer to the Ningrum page," replied Mr. RT.
"O yeah? Which CCTV is it?" manya curious.
"That, Sister. CCTV installed in his house Mr. Seno," replied Mr. RT
"Pak Seno who is the property entrepreneur?" cut me.
"Yes right" replied RT
"Don't Seno not live there anymore. The house is empty, right?" my many.
"Yes right. Mr. Seno's house has not been occupied for a long time because Mr. Seno now lives in his new house which is much larger in size. But, the CCTV in the house is still installed and works well" replied Mr. RT seriously.
"Well, how do you go, sir?" my many.
"Well, I plan to invite Dik Sinta to go to Mr. Seno's house to ask permission to request CCTV footage on the same date" replied Mr. RT.
"Loh, not that it can be done through WA only. Maybe Mr. RT had his WA number, I asked for dong!" my answer.
"Can't, Sinta. Seno has changed the number as well. So we have to go to his place to be able to contact him" replied Mr. RT.
"Where is Mr Seno's house? Maybe I can go there myself later," I asked.
"Dik Sinta sure you want to go there alone?" ask Mr. RT.
"Why indeed?" my many.
"Pak Seno's wife is a big jealous, brother. Fear later there will even be a misunderstanding with Dik Sinta," replied Mr. RT.
"Yes, we will go to Mr. Senonya's house in the afternoon. Let me be with Mas Diki and Mr. RT" I replied.
"Can't be in the afternoon, brother. Mr. Seno if afternoon and evening there are usually events with his friends. He was usually morning until around ten, it was other than holidays," replied Mr. RT.
"Wow, if my husband cannot accompany me in the morning, sir. You see now-Now this is busy dropping goods in the shops," I replied.
"That's it, brother. What if we go all three with Ningrum?" ask Mr. RT.
"duh. Ms. Ning is not feeling well, sir," I replied.
"Well, when do you start? How then?" ask Mr. RT.
"Started yesterday. Gini alone wes, later to Mr. Senonya's house after the completion of seven days Bude Yati only. So who knows Mas Diki audah there is time or Ms. Ning is healthy," I replied.
"Well, I can't, Dik Sin. The storage capacity of CCTV memory has Mr Seno is also limited? Faster is better, right?" said Mr. RT.
Duh ...
What am I supposed to do?
SERIATE
Mr RT is too good, huh?