Second Wife Loved
Hodgepodge

Rendi sits in a hut with Rara who is making a video call with Dilla. Rara looked bright when she heard and saw the face of her sister who now began to look filled.

"Darling, you know. My husband came home late yesterday. There is someone who left a lot of work for my husband" said Dilla complained Rendi who currently looks indifferent regardless of Dilla's words.

"Haha, baby. If Ken doesn't work who's gonna give you the money for the clothes and shoes you dreamed of?" Rara defended her husband and pressed Dilla until she was silent and long-minded.

"Hmm, yeah, that means there's a lot of bonus dong every overtime?" Ask Dilla.

"You better make sure of your husband first, because he set it up" said Rendi lazily.

"Is it really my husband?" Shouted Dilla asking the suaminy who was busy with the file he brought home. But Ken just nodded.

"Well, when are you going home, baby?" Ask Dilla.

"I'm just a day baby, tomorrow I'm home too" replied Rara.

Dilla nodded and closed her video call and approached her husband, who was still busy with paperwork and a lot of work.

Dilla walked towards her husband in a step with a step-by-step movement.

She smiled when she saw her husband seriously working with glasses attached to both eyes.

"Ken, I want a very spicy hodgepodge right now," said Dilla.

Ken looked up his gaze turned to his wife who was going to sit next to him. He asked his wife to sit down slowly.

"Where are the hodgepodge?" Ask Ken.

" Where, the important thing is that I want to be very spicy" replied Dilla.

"Well, just a minute" replied Ken.

Ken picked up his phone and searched on gogle about people selling hodgepodge. Dilla frowned seeing her husband who was even cool with his cellphone and did not immediately go buy what he asked.

"What are you doing Ken?" Ask Dilla.

"I was looking for a hodgepodge seller with a serious expression Ken was looking for a hodgepodge seller.

"You're this. Where there is a hodgepodge seller and will be there after you look for it in the gogle, there go out look for a hodgepodge that is good to remember, you have to buy it," said Dilla.

Ken looks flat upon hearing his wife scolding him for no reason.

"What's wrong with searching on Google?" Ken Say.

He stood up and prepared to find what his wife wanted. Dilla looked at the back of her husband who was now walking outside swiftly and went up the vehicle looking for something that his wife wanted.

Ken traced the streets of the city using his vehicle and did not try on his men who every day his food was hodgepodge.

He prefers to look for it himself, instead of asking his men.

Because Ken was reluctant to ask and went down to look for him, he preferred a restaurant and inquired at every place about a food called gado-gado. Ken had never even interpreted it even though he had lived in Indonesia following his master for many years. Ken always paid attention to intake for himself especially his master.

Because Ken is only visiting every restaurant and not looking into every market let alone trying to ask the people around. He prefers to browse every restaurant. Someone once suggested him to ask a Warteg but Ken did not want to find a person whose name is Warteg.

"I think what my wife wants is as easy as my job, why is it so hard" Ken murmured.

Ken parked his vehicle on the side of the road and closed his eyes with his head leaning to the back of his steering chair.

For him it is easier to handle a project compared to having to find a pack of hodgepodge.

He seemed to be the deepest of his thoughts with all his shadows about a hodgepodge.

Ken opened his eyes and saw a middle-aged mother carrying his luggage with a tired look. Ken frowned.

"Why are too many people who allow their mothers to carry such a heavy weight" Ken said.

He opened his car door and walked over to the middle-aged mother. He helped the mother bring an inn that made the mother difficult to walk.

The middle-aged mother frowned with her many questions.

"What's wrong with this young man, I'm selling why he's bringing my merchandise, '" said the mother.

Ken took the mother to sit down and brought her merchandise. The mother smiled with good intentions Ken who brought her merchandise.

They are now sitting on chairs available on the side of the road. The mother smiled by wiping the sweat on her temple.

"Thank you, kid, you look like you're new to this town?" Said the Mother.

"No ma'am, I've been in this town a long time" replied Ken.

"Long time? Then why are you helping me?" Ask the mother.

"Because my mother's innate weight looks heavy, ma'am" replied Ken.

She smiled with good intentions. As long as he sold there was not a single person who cared about the innate weight that was on his back. Let alone others, his three children no one cares about his existence let alone care what he is doing.

"If you've been a long time why don't you know about me?" Ask the mother.

"Why should I know you ma'am?" Ask Ken.

"Because I'm just a salesman and I'm used to it" replied the mother smiling.

Ken scrunched his forehead hearing the mother's words that he was selling.

"You're selling? What sale?" Ask Ken.

"Of course it's my sale" the mother replied, showing the basket she was carrying and Ken carrying it.

Ken furrowed his forehead and repeatedly saw a middle-aged wsnita selling with such heavy luggage.

"Are you okay, son?" Ask the mother.

"No. I'm just wondering where your kids are going to let you sell with that much luggage" said Ken.

"They all went wandering around until it was impossible for them to come back as soon as possible and let alone have to help me" the mother explained.

Ken frowned and nodded understanding the mother's words.

"May I know, what are you selling this Mom?" Ask Ken.

"This is a hodgepodge, son" replied the mother.

"What ..." cried Ken surprised.

"Yes, why?" Ask the mother.

"Mom, I've been looking for that food since noon ma'am and nobody's been selling that stuff" Ken said.

"Hahaha, you're kidding, kid, the gado-wados are scattered everywhere" said the mother laughing.

"Well, why am I so hard to find?" Ken Say.

"Haha, where are you looking for him, son?" Ask the mother.

"I looked for him in all of Ma'am's restaurants" replied Ken.

"Hmmm, where it might be there, son, this simple food will only be on the outskirts of the child," said the mother.

"really? I just couldn't find it" said Ken.

"Heh, who are you looking for, son?" Ask the mother.

"Let's make it for your wife's child don't let her wait long" said the mother.

"Well, ma'am, he asked her to be very spicy" Ken said.

The mother nodded and rushed to make a hodgepodge that Ken ordered with enough chili for pregnant women. Because she already knows what a pregnant woman wants.

Ken smiled faintly at the mother who had been sweating with walking distress . Now he is smiling brightly just to make a pack of hodgepodge.

"Have you been selling for a long time?" Ask Ken.

"Mother has been selling for quite a long time but the more here the quieter because of the number of traders who are increasingly in drpan with their modern equipment and for me who traveling sellers can only rely on luck for a pack of hodgepodge only," said the mother.

"really? Why is it like that?" Ask Ken.

"Yes .. because they are more capital than mothers who have absolutely no capital and only rely on luck," explained the mother.

Ken nodded with admiration in him. A middle-aged woman alone bitterly he tried to make a living that he thought was good for him.

After getting a pack of gafo-gado from the mother. Ken forced the mother to come home with him to a small house that was rented.

From the beginning ride a luxury vehicle. It made the mother smile nonstop from earlier. Especially now that he has arrived at his home safely. There are not many buyers today. But he was grateful to be able to go home quickly.

"Let's kid, you wanna come in?" Bring the Mother.

Ken entered the house where there was only one room with kitchen utensils everywhere.

"Sorry messy, let's get you a drink first yes," said the mother.

Ken nodded, in fact he was not thirsty, but he did not want to refuse the mother's offer so as not to be offended and look choosy in that regard.

Not long after that the old mother walked back with a wave filled with drinking water.

"Mom, may I know your name?" Ask Ken.

"Haha, it turns out that we did not know each other's names, son," replied the mother.

Ken nodded with each of the mother's ucapaj.

"I'm Anah, usually I used to always be called An's mother. But over time and age no one calls me like that anymore, but Mak gado, hehh," said Anah Mother.

"My name is Ken. Miss An, no one's accompanying?" Ask Ken.

"There is a son's adoptive mother named Bram, but at this time he is in school but has not yet returned home also may be playing," said Anah's mother.

"Hmm, how many hiccups is ma'am?" Ask Ken.

"It's okay, because Nak Ken, it's for the wife of nak Ken, the mother has been delivered home Alhamdulillaah thanks," Anah's mother said.

Ken smiled with a smile. He understood a woman who understood each other. Ken looked around every corner of the tenement room that contained only used items and nothing useful at all.

He looked at the worn-out wall clock and saw the clock.

He was shocked and bragged his eyes. Remembering the day was getting late and his wife was home alone.

"I'm sorry to go home first, Mom, I'm grateful for the hodgepodge" said Ken.

"It's okay let's go home soon don't let pregnant women wait long," said Anah's mother.

Ken nodded and said goodbye to Anah's mother who had now driven her outside her home.

Ken rushes to enter his vehicle and goes to say goodbye to Anah's mother, who smiles at him.

Ken drove his vehicle with a happy mind. There are still a lot of people who are friendly and kind to people like Ken. Usually people race to get their sympathy. With all the tactics and take advantage of the situation.

Ken looked towards a dupermarket. He parked his vehicle and walked out into the super market.

He bought a lot of groceries containing groceries and also some food that amounted to a lot.

Ken came out with a bag of groceries sealed by his hands.

He was walking with a faint smile on his face.

He walked into his vehicle and turned around.

Ken went back to the house he had just left.

He walked with a parcel in his hand. I said hello to the owner of the house but there was no answer from the owner of the house.

"Who are you looking for, sir?" Ask a passing mother.

"I'm looking for Anah's mother who lives here." Answer Ken.

"Oh, they just left here, it's because they didn't pay the contract, he said it's been a month in arrears so it's a long way to be in the same corner as the owner of this contract," obviously that mother.

Ken was surprised by what he heard of a middle-aged man with his one son.

"Who is the owner of this contract?" Ask Ken.

"The owner of this contract down the street, the owner of the largest electronics store in the area, sir," replied the mother.

"Hmm Thank you, do you know about where this mother went?" Ask Ken.

"I don't know, sir" replied the mother smiling.

He likes to talk to the man in front of him who looks handsome with his suit.

Ken rushes off and drives his car slowly hoping to meet Anah's mother whom he is looking for.

Ken passed the electronics store that the resident was referring to.

He frowned looking at the name clearly written on.

"Bahrun electro shop,"

Ken smiled cunningly and stuck his gas pedal at moderate speed, he also called one of the Managers who served in the Electtonic company and revoked the shares owned by a businessman named Bahrun. For him this is a reply that has not been worth comparing with the frustration of Ken who could not meet Anah's mother with the groceries that many in the car.

After driving his car for a long time without producing the person he was looking for. Ken chose to go home soon and see a gift box made by Anah's mother that he greatly admired.

Ken entered his apartment and saw his wife propping her head up against the television.

"Dilla ... This is the hodgepodge you want," said Ken gave the briefing.

"I don't want to" said Dilla.

"Why? It's delicious, you know" said Ken flat and unaware of his mistake.

"You eat alone I'm not tasteful" said Dilla.

"Why it's like that La, I've got it anyway" Ken said.

Dilla left her husband and took the water in the cooler.

Ken fell silent and walked towards the dining table and saw his silent wife.

Ken opened the bagisannya without realizing his mistake and ate the rice-gado that feels good in the chew.spicy portion fit on his tongue. As he enjoyed it he saw a dish and parcels that were as flat as Ken's current meal.

"Heh, the pantesan already does not want, it turns out you have eaten it and bought it without my knowledge," muttered Ken smiling. He continued to eat it without looking at Dilla who was upset with a full stomach eating the jades that Ken's men sought for her.