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Salary slip in pants pocket

"Mother..! let's go to school" said Anggi, my youngest daughter, who makes my daydreams a little crumbling, when thinking about how to manage finances that only live one million rupiah.

"Sholehah her mother has finished her breakfast" said I who again noticed my daughter who turned out to be finished with her breakfast.

"mother already! let's go to school?" take her later.

Along the way I was still thinking about how to split the one million dollars that were in the wallet.

'pay electricity two hundred and fifty thousand, pay PDAM one hundred thousand, rice two hundred and fifty thousand for the ration of one month, the total is six hundred thousand', a total of six hundred thousand',

'Shop milk, bath soap, detergent and his friends, at least five hundred thousand for a month. definitely minus one hundred thousand rupiah',

'luckily pocket money and school fees Kenan, mas Angga who take care if not can add to my headache' Inner Kinan in heart.

Until he arrived at the gate of Anggi school. He went down and drove Anggi to the classroom and made sure his youngest daughter was sitting quietly, and began to play with her friends, then Kinan left Anggi school.

Kinan was immediately in the direction of some stalls that he entrusted dry snacks, to take money from sales and also replace old snacks.

"For Miss Endar!". Sapa Kinan when entering a fairly crowded food stall in the morning, because of the attack from the breakfast seekers who did not have time to cook.

"For Kinan Mbak, Alhamdulillah mbak Kinan snack is dry and the tempe chips are exhausted, but for the cassava chips there is still leftover" said Bu Endar gave an explanation.

"Thank God the fortune of the children!" said Kinan while looking up both hands.

"oh.. yes Mrs Kinan tomorrow Sunday I want her dry sus message a thousand pcs can not yes?" ask Ms. Endar.

"God willing..a thousand pcs Miss Endar?",

"a lot of Bu Endar for what event?". asked Kinan as if not believing when he was confused by his finances, God brought unexpected windfall.

Allah is good, Allah is great, Allah knows every difficulty of his servant.

"There is a big birthday party for the boss of the garment factory, he said, along with the twenty-five year anniversary of the garment factory, the sultan mbak, his slang" said Ms. Endar in her laughter.

"they ordered the Snack box in my same rice box as well, actually I can wrap her own dry sus, but her energy is not enough mbak Kinan!" said Ms. Endar.

"thank you Miss Endar for sharing the windfall, what time do I take her dry?" ask Kinan.

"How about Kinan ma'am between her Saturday afternoon, because Sunday morning before six Snack her already taken, if for the rice box not too early they take, because Sunday morning before six Snack is taken, it's likely to be taken a bit off around ten or eleven"

"Well then Miss Endar, I say first want to continue the snack nitipin again"

Kinan also passed from Bu Ender's stall after getting payment money from Snack snacks that ran out and also DP or down payment of dry sus orders.

Kinan got a supply of dry sus from his High School friends, who did produce dry sus and wet sus.

It's just that Kinan sells dry sus only, therefore the dry sus that he entrusts is always exhausted because it is a new product so that it still tastes crispy, crispy, tasty and savory, not tired like most sellers Snack kiloan, who do not know how long they have been eating.

For cassava chips and tempe chips Kinan also has its own supplier, which he comes right from his hometown.

Of course, Kinan had the production of cassava chips and tempe chips in his hometown, without the knowledge of his husband Angga. production of tempe chips and cassava chips he already lived about a year ago.

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The one-hour suit swivels from one stall to another, finally Kinan arrives home.

He must immediately wash clothes so as not to miss the sunlight, so that dry clothes can be ironed immediately on waking before starting to cook for breakfast.

Kinan began to sort out the white clothes and the color, the husband's batik clothes as well as he himself was afraid when it faded.

Don't forget also Kinan reached into the whole pocket of pants and clothes, especially the property of her husband. He was afraid that there might be something important left in his pocket.

Kinan squinted his eyes slightly to look at the paper in the pocket of her husband's pants, which turned out to be a pay slip this month.

It was a shock that Kinan saw the numbers lined up in the pay slip. All this time he thought there were seven digits, it was increased to eight digits.

It was like Kinan was crying, a salary of ten million and he was only given one million.

Several times he rubbed his eyes in fact the name of his husband Anggara Wicaksono listed, along with the position as chief supervisor or supervisor and also the payday date of the month right this month.

'How long has it been that Angga got a salary of ten million, why was he not told’,

'Then, where are the remaining nine million?' there are a lot of questions in the brain.

"However, you are, I was looking for extra money for household purposes, but it turns out you hid your salary this much mas!" kinan said, monologue yourself.

Tightness in the chest she felt, why can it be as tight as her husband. Though Angga when eating must be fishy whether it's eggs, chicken or meat.

Angga will protest when served vegetables only.

Eventually, Kinan kept the pay slip under his pile. She will be ordinary, but she will start her cunning mind to avenge her husband Anggara's actions.

Finished washing Kinan was cooking as usual, then he contacted his best friend Tyas to order dry sus on Friday so that he could cicil Bu Endar's order, at once to wrap the Snack that he tipped.

In the mind Kinan now flocked all sorts of ways to make her husband honest and forthright to her.

Maybe he could start from the needs of the bathroom, incidentally bath soap and odor run out. Not to mention the detergent and fragrance of his clothes are also almost exhausted.

"The game started my dear husband, because you started it then I can only follow. I'm a Sholehah woman and a good student so imitate what my husband taught me!", "it's smart isn't it?" kinan said to his own monologue.

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