The 2nd Wedding
Chapter 69

Finally Refan and Kinan finished also shopping for tomorrow's cuisine welcoming the arrival of Refan's friends who invited Refan to attend dinner together.

When they had finished putting the groceries in the trunk of Kinan's car took Refan again.

"Be there yuk, I want to drink ice dawet" asked Kinan.

"In a place like this Nan. Don't want ah, must be dirty" welcome Refan.

"Who said slovenly. No, Mas, the place is clean" Kinan pulled Refan's hand.

They walked still in the market area and stopped at the dawet ice cart.

"Ice pack double yes" pinta Kinan.

"Eh Non-Kinan, the tumbent in temenin is usually alone?" ask the ice vendor.

"Yes sir, again can be in temenin. If not by yourself" replied Kinan.

"Who's Non, isn't it?" asked the dawet ice seller while whispering a little but Refan could hear clearly.

"My husband sir" Kinan replied directly.

Refan smiled as Kinan introduced him as Kinan's husband.

"Lho Non-Kinan is married again? Lucky ya Non Kinan her husband all on nemanin shopping. That used to be the same" replied the ice seller.

So Kinan's late husband used to shop at the market? I seem to have to frequent - often accompany Kinan as well. Inner Refan.

"Alhamdulillah sir, at the meal plan so if you want me a good masakin - good should want to help me shop" replied Kinan while joking.

"Non Kinan is a good wife. I'm so happy, beautiful, pinter cook again. How not to get married again quickly. Many like" praised the seller of dawet ice.

"Ah Father can only" Kinan turned around and sat down beside Refan.

Refan looked at the atmosphere in this traditional market. Many visitors want to shop.

"You shop here often?" ask Refan.

"Lumayan often Mas, the old house is close to here" replied Kinan.

"Bareng your late husband?" ask Refan again.

"Yes, Mas Bima often accompany me shopping here" Kinan replied with a smile.

"When - when if you want to shop here again take me yes" said Refan.

"Seriously Mas? You don't buy shopping here? Would you rather go to the supermarket" Kinan replied.

"I didn't like it at first. Because I think the traditional market is slovenly, muddy and shabby. But it didn't seem. This market is quite clean and orderly" replied Refan.

Kinan smiled at Refan's explanation.

"Thank God you're not clawed. You can come here every week. It used to be me and the late Mas Bima if holidays like the morning walk in the park there" Kinan pointed to a park located not far from the market.

"After finishing our new sport shopping and breakfast here. Here there is a good soto medan" said Kinan.

"Oh yeah? How come you didn't take me there?" ask Refan.

"We had breakfast at home. Are you still hungry?" Kinan asked back.

"Not really" replied Refan.

"Tomorrow - tomorrow we can. Next time we will walk in the morning at the park is only after that breakfast here and before we go home shopping" invite Kinan.

"Can" welcome Refan.

Before long, the ice vendor gave two glasses of dawet ice for Kinan and Refan.

"This is Non, Mas drink it" said the ice seller.

Refan and Kinan received the drink and drank it.

"Where are we?" ask Kinan.

"Enak" replied Refan.

Refan immediately ate his drink until it ran out.

"You want more?" ask Kinan.

"Wrap up Nan. All for Salman, Bik Mar and Bik Nah" replied Refan.

"Message five more but in a pack. No need to use ice sir let it be at home only on ice-in" pinta Kinan.

Kinan finished his drink. Before long the ice seller dawet give orders Kinan wrapped.

"Why all sir?" ask Refan.

"Thirty-five thousand mas" replied the ice vendor.

Refan stared at Kinan, Kinan just nodded with a smile. Refans immediately pay their drinking bills.

"Why do you see me like that?" ask Kinan when they've moved away from the barbershop ice seller.

"It's really cheap, doesn't it taste good?" tanya Refan was confused.

Kinan laughed at Refan's question.

"When I was at home I told you. Shopping in the market is cheaper. Not everything that is cheap is original - asalan you know Mas taste. The quality is also good, the cleanliness is also maintained" Kinan said.

"Maybe because the cost of renting a place to sell is cheaper and not taxable times so they can sell cheaply" Refan continued.

"Can be so Mas so added again if in the supermarket it is already famous name. That's why it's expensive" said Kinan.

"We're home? Or is there something you want to buy again?" ask Refan.

"You don't buy the soto field to pack for our lunch. This is bad luck, Mas. I don't seem to have time to cook. What if I don't cook?" kinan Pinta.

"Yes, we have bought soto for lunch" replied Refan.

Kinan smiled back at Refan.

"Yuk Mas we go there" Kinan and Refan walked towards the soto medan stall that Kinan meant.

Kinan ordered a few packs of medan soto to take home. This will be their lunch menu because Kinan is tired of shopping and also does not have time to cook again.

Again the seller asked Kinan.

"Who's Kinan's Mother?" ask the soto seller.

"My husband" Kinan replied kindly.

"Mbak Kinan Pinter really looking for a husband. Her husband is all handsome and kind. At the faithful and patient accompany Mbak Kinan shopping" praise the seller soto.

"Thank God his love is so Miss" Kinan replied with a smile.

Refan just silently listened to Kinan's conversation with the soto seller.

"His mother was a virgin or a widower?" the woman asked curiously inquisitively, she asked in a whispering voice.

"Young one son Ma'am. The previous wife died from childbirth" Kinan replied satisfying the woman's curiosity.

"Ooo. It's okay. He's still young" the woman continued.

"Soto yes, you don't have to use rice. I ordered five packs" Pinta Kinan.

"Okay Non, wait a minute I make it" greeted the woman.

Soon after, Kinan's order was finished in packs. Refan stood up and took out his wallet.

"How much Nan?" ask Refan.

"Seventy-five thousand" Kinan answered.

Again Refan gawked at Kinan. He must have been surprised again to hear the price of his sotos. Kinan smilingly looked at Refan and raised his hand.

"Where's the money? I'm even dumbass" pinta Kinan.

Refan immediately opened his wallet and gave Kinan a hundred thousand piece of money. After they finished paying, they walked back to Refan's car.

"You're seriously good at that price?" ask Refan unsure.

"Haha... Do you doubt the taste of my tongue?" Kinan asked back.

"No, you cook well too. That means that your taste of the tongue is guaranteed" replied Refan.

"We'll see later at home. You own sotain delicious or not. Let's go home" take Kinan.

Refan immediately started his car and drove the car towards their home.

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