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The Azkian Struggle

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Bu Warung directly approached Azkia, he sat beside the little boy and then rubbed his back and held his forehead. Grateful she was still healthy, just a little cold, probably because of the air.

"Would you like to go to the toilet, son?" ask the lady gently.

Azkia just nodded. Fortunately, Azkia uses sandals, not shoes, so do not bother to go to the toilet. The joints are also rubber slippers, so it's okay to get wet. The shop mother happily took Azkia to the bathroom.

Azkia followed the mother of the stall into the stall, there was a door that turned to the back quite spacious, not just a kitchen.

"But Azkia wants BAB, Mom. Afraid of not cleaning the burp," Azkia said before going into the toilet.

"But you can do it yourself?"

Azkia nodded.

"Udah no papa, later if not clean let the mother clean. There's the soap there, let it smell...."

Azkia nodded again, the bathroom door was closed. The mother then went ahead to see her husband again.

Azkia's point is, she's afraid her chapter is broken, the toilet is not clean.

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"Sir, just buy it later if the child is no longer there, do not have the mother to see it." Bu warung felt sorry for Azkia.

"Yes, just calm down. The goods are still quite enough," said the husband of the shop owner.

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When Gandi was looking for a common WC he happened to cross on a collection of men but different generations. They can not be called teenagers or fathers, because it seems like a mixture of some who are old there are young.

Not accidentally Gandi listened about gambling, aunty arisan. His ears are sharp for making money the easy way.

Gandi had some sense, he pretended to ask the group of men.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'd like to ask. Where is the public toilet?"

Finally Gandi asked something that was sought for one of the men there, while the other men continued to talk about what became their habit.

"If there is no Mas near here, then there is also a terminal" replied the man.

If you go to the terminal, of course you have to go back like last night. It's a long way away. I don't want to go back there anymore.

"Oh yes, then thank you. Uh but I hear someone needs a Bronis?" asked Gandi with eyes and eyebrows that moved up and down, leading to the man who was still talking looking serious.

The man who was asked by Gandi observed the figure of Gandi from top to bottom. He thinks it's not worth Gandi to be called a Bronis. However, if for toys for the lonely wife of the sultan is okay, Gandi quite has an attractive appearance. It's just that maybe because he hasn't had a bath at the moment, so it's kind of tangled and unattractive.

"If for something like that it's not, but I'm used to playing," said Gandi, they understand just the word play.

"Well, I'll meet you with that woman."

As a result Gandi got the barn money, rather than find the toilet he was looking for.

Of course to increase his provisions while in the city, he could not possibly rely on the money given by his parents from the village. The cost in the city is not enough with a little money. Although according to the count, the money that Gandi brought to live in the village was a lot.

Because Gandhi didn't want to live in the city. Whatever he's going to do, as long as it's not rough work.

"Let's have an afternoon appointment at 04:00 and you have to improve your appearance, don't be like this."

"Ready bro," said Gandi had started to feel familiar.

Gandi returned to the place where Bu stall earlier, he saw Azkia had changed clothes. In front of him was warm tea. However, Gandi did not know that it was a sweet tea that was given free of charge by the owner of a special stall for Azkia.

Azkia also had eaten with warm rice m, chicken vegetables and some fried foods as desired by Azkia.

Luckily Azkia can be invited to compromise by the shop mother. The shop mother asks if Azkia asked Already eaten yet by her father, Azkia must say not yet. Because Ibu warung sure, if Gandi will only give food in the style of his to his son.

Of course if Azkia wants to eat again from the gift of her father, it does not matter, because it will not make her stomach full. There are only a few foods that Gandi loves.

So it's better to lie. If Azkia does not get food until lunch it seems no problem, because from the morning it is full enough from the food that the stall mother gives.

"Have you changed your clothes? Don't mess with the bag?" ask Gandi to Azkia.

Azkia shook her head.

"Where's the laundry put it?"

"On the kresek, yeah. We are separated."

"Good, now what do you want to eat?"

Azkia glanced at the side dish shop. Seeing his son's gaze on fried chicken, parchment, balado eggs and of course Gandi will not give it, because it is expensive.

"Not much to choose, later after home alone, Daddy will cook. If buying is expensive. I have the same fried again and one rice is also enough. Your stomach is still small" said Gandi while carrying the rice timbel that is already available in a pile on a plate.

"Nih eat," ordered Gandi with one fried seed bakwan.

While Gandi brought 2 timbel rice and fried some seeds.

"You don't have to take into account what you eat. This father is a big man, needs a lot of food, needs a lot of energy," said Gandi because he saw the gaze of Azkia Yang seemed to want to say unfairly, to his father.

seriate....