Maryati... Is True Love Struggle, Love And Devotion
chapter 2 Eat well..

Fruit season has arrived, seen from the people who held their wares on the side of the road.

Especially durian fruit, the fruit most favored Maryati, will but their families never can afford to buy it.

Durian fruit is classified as a fruit that is quite expensive for their families, to buy one whole durian fruit, can reach 30 thousand to 50 thousand, so much money can make a meal 1 week for their families.

Maryati walked down the street to her house, after her employer's house.

along the way, his nose smelled the smell of durian, he turned his head to the right and to the left, it looks like durian sellers are busy serving buyers.

He overheard a conversation between the seller and the buyer.

"How many brothers.."

"3 hundred thousand pieces"

Degs...

His heart jerks.

"It's expensive"

The price of 3 durians is almost half his salary from Ibu Ita.

Washing clothes, dirty dishes and cleaning the house, Maryati get a salary of 250 rb for one month.

Throughout the journey,

he imagined if his salary later this month he bought durian, he,

can-can-can he can't help his mother buy rice, not if his father is unemployed now.

"Ahhh.other times only.."

His words are soft..

Now just enjoy the aroma first.who knows, tomorrow there is a windfall.She then smiled and passed.

That's how Maryati, her figure is always cheerful no matter how heavy her life struggle,,, she said,,

he faced it with a smile.

Arriving at home,

he found his house closed.

His mother has certainly not come home, while his father is either going where.

He walked towards his kitchen, intent on cooking, but immediately paused his intention, because there was nothing to cook.

Rice has been exhausted for 3 days, while her salary from the new mother will be received one more week, there is only one pack of instant noodles, which is enough for the stomach of the three of them.

He immediately twisted the brain quickly, so that today their stomachs can be filled.

"Mara.mar..."

A call was heard from the front of his house.

he hurried to look ahead, Asiyah said.

Asiyah was a friend of Maryati, their house was facing off, but their fate was slightly different.

Asiyah lives her better, her father an employee at a factory, who each month receives a fixed salary, allowances and others as her.

However, his father is famous for being very stingy and very fierce towards children and wives.

That is what often makes Asiyah delinquency happen, and it often involves Maryati.

"What's up??"

Ask maryati.

"Can you help me mar?"

"please what?"

There was a confused look on Maryati's face..

"I want to eat fried chicken, but it certainly will not be in kabul my father, you know for yourself right.gimana my father"

There is sadness in the eyes of Asiyah when expressing her desire.

"Lantas...what can I do??!"

Maryati was getting confused.

Asiyah's naughty smile grew, it made Maryati sure, that there will be mischief that happened today.

"Here..close, I have an idea..!"

Maryati is approaching, too,,

"In your house there are a lot of walls, right??"

Ask Asiyah.

Scabbards are a type of lice that often nest on pillows and mattresses made of cotton, can also be found on weathered walls.

With a still confused feeling, Maryati nodded.

"Well.now you are looking for many walls, enter this bag !!..."

Asiyah thrust a small plastic that is usually used to wrap sugar in the stalls.

Maryati received her, and obeyed Asiyah's orders to find the wall.

it didn't take long, 6 headscarves he got.

Asiyah was still waiting for her on the stairs.

Maryati went back to see him, and offered her the catch...

"Okay, thank you, come with me to the back of my house.."

With still confusion maryati comes along with her.

Behind the house there is a chicken coop.His father keeps a lot of chickens.

"Mar.you help me catch that biggest chicken..!!"

Again, Asiyah ruled something that confused Maryati, and there was doubt in her eyes.

Maryati then caught a rooster, and gave it to Asiyah.

Asiyah accepted her and immediately followed her idea.

He put one by one the pieces into the chicken ear.

until exhausted.

Maryati who is confused, just look at her friend with a look of not understanding.

What the hell is going on??

The chicken, jump up and down, jump,

rolling around, knocking his beak on the ground, drowning his head.

Maryati looked at the chicken and laughed..

and the end understands,

Maryati giggles with her best friend's mischievous idea..

Asiyah pulled Maryati's hand forward and invited her to sit on her steps.

From a distance, Asiyah's father came home for lunch.not to mention his motorbike butut stopped, Asiyah had approached her father first.

With a serious face, Asiyah tried to tell a story.Maryati just stood still beside her.

"Sir..pak..hunting look at our chicken!!, there is a sick sir.from this morning he shook his head, it looks like he swallowed rubber sir..!!"

Her father was shocked, then followed asiyah who pulled her hand back.

sure enough.the chicken is still thrashing.

Quickly, the father ascended to the top of the house to take a sharp knife and slaughtered him.

Asiyah smiled at Maryati who was smiling in her heart saying.

" I'm sorry..Lord.for this delinquency"..

After the chicken was clean, mother Asiyah gave one side of the chicken breast to maryati..

maryati welcomed him happily, at least she had got a side dish to eat, although no rice would be cooked into rice.

Maryati immediately went home, and boiled the chicken using only salt.

Once ripe, he takes a banana leaf behind his house, laying it on a pan that has a thick black bottom due to too often in use, he said,then the chicken is roasted without seasoning.because for frying, the oil has been exhausted..

The fragrant aroma of banana leaves are charred.make his stomach sing..

Just now he lifted the chicken from the pan, suddenly there was a creaking door that was opened with footsteps.

Maryati looks at her head to find out who came home.

"You smell good what is this mar,??"

Ask her mother who came with a large package in her hands.

"Chicken mak, in love iyah,"

"What is mak?"

Mary asks her mother.

"Try you open mar.."

"Today's windfall is a lot"

Her mother left Maryati, headed forward and sat on the mat leaning back..

looks exhausted on his face.

"Your son hasn't come home yet??

Ask her mother a little scream, though,

"Yet mother.."

answer maryati.

"Where Bak's gone this afternoon hasn't come home."

Maryati muttered to herself.

Maryati opened the pouch that her mother gave her.There are some parcels inside her.

He immediately took them out one by one.Hopefully there was rice there in order to be cooked and they could eat full.

sure you are, though,

There's half a kilo of rice, a little plastic of cooking oil, there's chilli and onions all in one plastic.

Then in another pack, it feels warm, too,

when opened it turns out rice, complete with jackfruit vegetables, a piece of fish and a few pieces of tempeh all the side dishes were wrapped separately.

"Where did you get rice and this side dish, mak??"

Maryati asked, when she had prepared the food that her mother brought to the front of the place where her mother was selling.

"So.ma'am maria who has a food stall on the side of the road, ask help mak to help her from the morning, her employees do not enter.his return mak given the wages."

Maryati Manggut-manggut seen hearing her mother's explanation..

maria's mother is the owner of a food stall, her stall is open from 10 am to 1 pm.and always crowded with buyers.

There was a happy hue on the faces of the two of them, not tomorrow there was something they could cook to eat.

they just laid out the dishes,,

Maryati's father came home and greeted both mother and son with offers to eat.

"It just so happens that Bak came home, so we ate the stomach was rumbling"

Take maryati in a laugh.

They eat voraciously.rarely they eat with a full menu like this.

Finish eating.maryati tidied up the place again, and cleaned up the remaining rice scattered, because that's where they will sleep later at night.

"Where did you come from..?"

Ask Masing to her husband

"I roamed around looking for work, but I haven't been able to.tomorrow I tried again."

"Propay in Bak"

Masning rubbed her husband's shoulder.

Her husband only smiled wryly while nodding while holding his wife's hand.

Maryati who witnessed that smiled with glassy eyes.

He is proud to see the love of his parents.they support each other and strengthen each other, when the family economy is really at the bottom..

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