The Heart that is Hurt
Episode 269's

Zain went down the street to sell his merchandise. A village on the outskirts of the city that is far from its residence and also far from the core of the city.

Zain slowed his car down by the people who saw him calling him.

He turned on a small microphone mounted on a car that functioned to tell residents if he sold kitchen needs.

Until noon, no citizen called him to buy his merchandise. It turns out that struggling to find food is very full of obstacles and obstacles.

Zain stopped his car right at the intersection and because it was noon, he intended to open the provisions brought by Khumairah.

Zain got out of his car, climbed into the back of the car and sat among his wares.

He looked at his trade goods wistfully, there was sadness emanating in his eyes.

"Yes.. Rabb.. Suppose my sins hinder my provision, then make my wife's kindness as an opening for us. Get a buyer to buy my merchandise, so I can realize my Wife's dream, and bring it to USG" Zain said in his heart.

Then He continued to hope with confidence that His Lord would give His Rezekiah even if it was impossible.

Zqin took his lunch. Khumiarah's cuisine is delicious, although he does not use MSG because he is used to living in the wilderness away from stalls and does not buy additional flavoring ingredients.

Two hours had passed He waited, but no buyers bought his merchandise.

Zain intended to move from his place and try peddling elsewhere, until a motorcyclist driven by a husband and wife stopped right on the side of his car.

"Greenhouse, Mas?" ask the woman who seems to be looking at her trade.

Zain nodded his head "Fish and rice are also there, Ma'am" Zain replied trying to be friendly.

The woman's husband was seen coming down from his motorbike "All the rice is also, Dik, so don't stop by lago to the stall" said the husband of the woman who will buy his merchandise.

Then they buy some basic necessities and also vegetables and fish. It seems they just got home from gardening.

"Gee.. Where's it from, Bang?" tanya Zain tried to be friendly to the buyer.

"From the garden, Mas.. Harvesting oil palm" the man replied casually.

"Gee.. It's also good to have an oil palm plantation, Bang" said zain, while calculating the total expenditure of the woman.

"Yes, Bang. Strengthening the market price, if the price again rises yes appreciably, if the price again drops yes, mediocre, but whatever it is must be grateful, Bang" replied the man, replied the, which makes Zain heartbroken, because every job there is a risk and ups and downs, as well as the trade.

Zain smiled faintly, trying to make sense of every sentence the man spoke.

"Already, Ma.. This is the total" Zain told the woman by showing her total performance on the calculator screen.

"All the coffee and the sugar, sir" the man told his wife.

"Already, Honey.. It's in a plastic bag" replied his wife.

Then the woman paid for it, and the man approached the wife, to raise a large sack on his motorcycle.

"Cigarettes are there, Mom? Ask the man politely.

"Gee.. Nothing, Bang.. If there is someone who wants to tomorrow I will bring, Bang" replied Zain who remembered if his other merchandise is at home and he left, because he intended to trade only groceries.

After the couple left, then from a distance appeared two motorcyclists who were also married couples, it turns out that hours like this they just came out of their garden.

Seeing Zain roll out merchandise inside the.mobil, they stopped by and looked happy to find a merchant carrying basic merchandise.

Because so far they have to go out as far as 20 km to get the staple in the form of fish and vegetables.

"New trade here huh, Bang?" ask one of them.

"Yes Ma'am." replied Zain kindly and as much as possible be kind to the buyer.

"Why not before, Bang.. We have been shopping so far away from this village, where we garden and once a month can just go out to buy the staple" said a woman chiming.

"Yes, Mother.. Just a thought for traveling trade, all this time trading at home" replied Zain calmly.

Then they choose the items to buy.

And not long ago, came some other buyers who turned out to get information from the first person who bought his merchandise by saying there is a traveling pedangan selling merchandise at low prices.

Immediately Zain Trading began to be visited by buyers.

Now he was busy serving the buyer, and was unceasingly expressing gratitude.

Not long after, his trade began to thin and he intended to return home, because it was almost dusk and he had to get out of the quiet streets before nightfall, because Ua felt it was very dangerous for her safety as well.

Meanwhile, Khumairah continued to stare at the twilight sky from behind her window glass. She continued to pray for her husband's safety to return home.

For a moment He stroked his protruding stomach and the pain sometimes whack his stomach, because his fetus is doing a movement that makes Him grimace to endure pain.

But she did not complain, because this was her first pregnancy, and she tried to enjoy the process.

It was getting dark, Khumairah was restless waiting for the husband who had not returned.

Zain was about to reach the highway, but he seemed to be running out of fuel, and he tried to force his car to reach the intersection and buy retail fuel.

Zain thought that he had to bring fuel stock, because it would be very useful when he suddenly ran out of fuel in the middle of the trip did not experience any hassles.

After trying to reach the intersection, he finally found a retail fuel merchant and bought him some bottles.

Seeing that Zain was carrying merchandise in the form of staples, the merchant bought several chains of sachet coffee, sugar and milk, because he opened a coffee shop.

Then the two paid for their groceries and Zain breathed a sigh of relief because he had found the highway and would return home.

Khumairah waited anxiously, She seemed to be pacing back and forth with constant prayers He echoed so that her husband would return home safely.

The Maghrib preached, Zain was still driving his vehicle, and he was at odds with a folding mattress trader who was on a motorcycle who had also just returned from peddling his merchandise.

Zain tried to give way to the merchant to first pass him and he slowed down the speed of his car.

After the mattress dealer made it through the intersection, Zain immediately drove his car home.