Sacred In Stain
Piece of Daster

Chapters 13. Daster Pink's

“Eh, Khal. Your in-laws exist? I brought the original batik negligee order Bu Wulan last week,” greet Khalisa-aged woman named Windy. Every Saturday and Sunday, she usually opens stalls at breakfast places or at local women's places to hang out. Profession he has worked in for years.

Windy greeted in an equal tone to anyone including Khalisa. Not affected by the talk of the people here who often gossip Khalisa. Has the motto that he is a businessman who must remain friendly to anyone in order to sell well.

“It just so happens that my in-laws again go out of town, Win. The plan is just to go home in two days.”

“Yeah, but I'm here again next week. I'll just drop you.” Windy unzipped the big bag he was carrying, enough trouble looking for Wulan's order because the clothes he carried were quite a lot.

“Win, sonorous mending on the terrace to make it easier, just enter.” Khalisa opened the old iron fence wide. Let Windy sit on a wooden chair in the yard.

“Eh, yes. Makasi, Khal. You are understanding,” he said happily. "I'm sitting under it." Windy chose to sit on the tile floor and unpacked the contents of his bag.

Khalisa followed after sitting Afkar next to him. While his son was busy chewing donuts, he noticed the beautiful sleep clothes as well as the new model batik negligee scattered, the name of the negligee ruffle, much loved by young mothers.

Scratch his fingers, hypocritical Khalisa tempted to credit one, but he did not dare, did not want to invite the wrath of Wulan who made his life in this house all difficult.

“This is, Khal. Masterful. Bali Batik premium. Bu Wulan orders should always be sought the best.” Windy thrust the two negligees at Khalisa.

Windy turned his head, watching Khalisa's face because the goods he handed over were never accepted. Apparently Khalisa was fixated on a light pink negligee ruffle that he removed from the bag. Staring mendamba.

“Khal.” Windy patted Khalisa's shoulder.

Khalisa blinked a little. “Eh, i-yes, Win. How?” ablaze

“You like that pink negligee?” windy.

“Take it. If I make you cheap. Usually I sell at the price of 80 thousand credit two months, for you 60 thousand only."

“E-no need, Win. Afraid not to screen,” replied Khalisa as it is, because it is so the reality. He could take shelter and eat in this house alone he was grateful. Instead of being sent back to an orphanage that once claimed not to receive any more adult foster children back, so most of those who can not live independently, he said, join working with the pimps who are one of the permanent donors of the orphanage.

Windy seemed to think. He felt sorry for Khalisa, but Windy was also not the sultan.

“Why don't you start working side jobs?” tanyakanya. “Yes, your husband does work, but sorry, I see your finances are difficult if it is related to your personal needs.”

“Not want. Know for myself, right, when I was accepted to work as a day laborer in a laundry place near your home when Afkar was two years old? You also watched, my mother-in-law caught up and poked there. Make noise. Said I was neglecting my work in this house. Also said I don't know the return of the favor. I became not good the same one who had laundry,” said Khalisa, the breath he threw away was heavy, as heavy as his life story.

“Ya, I remember.” Windy nodded while grimacing.

“It was not that I did not want to work, but my situation was very difficult to move. There was also Afkar, I was afraid my son would be my mother-in-law's moons if I didn't obey, didn't know the return as he often reminded me.”

Khalisa spoke while fingering a plastic wrap of negligee ruffle, kentara very wanted. And it didn't go unnoticed by Windy.

“Khal, your in-laws don't exist, want to not after I finish trading, you follow me to the house? Kubonceng used my bike. Afkar was taken away. Help me pack and tidy up my clothes that will come later this afternoon as well as recapin my consumer order that I want to bring tomorrow. I'm pretty overwhelmed about it. But the fee is just a pink negligee, whether to buy meatballs, how? ” bargain Windy.

Khalisa pensively for a moment, then shortly nodded quickly. While Wulan, Dania and Dion are not at home, Khalisa has plenty of time to do other things outside of homework.

“I want.” Khalisa answered steadily. Rona was happy that he could not hide, being able to get the new clothes he wanted without exchanging money was a rare opportunity. Khalisa wants to wear it to welcome Dion's return, wants to get the attention of a beloved husband, can't wait to surprise.

“Sip, I'll be back here in the afternoon, get ready before eleven o'clock huh, Khal.”

Seriate.