The Heart You Injured
Chapter 8. The Perfect Life

"Good morning to Dinda. Well, this morning Dinda's face looks radiant. Is Dinda happy?"

Ms. Affa, who is a neighbor of Dinda, welcomed the arrival of the woman when she arrived at the vegetable stand owned by Andik. Seeing Dinda's radiant face seemed to be a supply of positive energy for anyone who looked at her.

Dinda was embarrassed. "Ah, ma'am this affair could have been. Thank God every day I am happy Mom, so it's not just today."

"Hmmmm .. bu This affair is like not knowing. Sister Dinda is the wife of the head of the branch of PT Kayu Perkasa, so she must always be happy. Happy birth or inner. So what other reasons make Dinda's face not radiant? Everything that becomes the desire of a wife figure has been fulfilled. Isn't that right, Dinda?" said Ms. Fenni gave her argument.

Dinda chuckled softly. Apparently, in the eyes of others this life looks so perfect. "Whatever it is, I'll be grateful Mom. So even though my husband is not a branch head, I will always be happy with my husband."

"Well, a wife like this Mbak Dinda who became the dream of every man Mom. A wife who is good at being grateful and accepting whatever the circumstances of her husband. Mothers must follow the example of this Dinda mbak so that more beloved husband."

While arranging fresh vegetables on the stall, bang Andik, who is the only vegetable stall manager in this village expressed his opinion. A vegetable stall manager who is so successful and remains low profile that makes the field always crowded visited by customers.

"Hmmmm. .. Bu Fenni and I are different Bang. There is money, our husband dear, if there is no money yes we ask to sleep in the yard. Isn't that Miss Fenni?" ask Ms. Affa with a loud laugh. It was also what made all those in the vegetable lap bang Andik was also widened.

Bang Andik could only cluck slowly while shaking his head. "Ckckckck .. so vicious are the mothers of today!"

"Hahahaha .. after all we have to be realistic dong Bang," concluded Bu Fenni ended his talk about the ideal husband.

Dinda who heard the conversation of young mothers with the manager of the vegetable stall can also only chuckle amusedly. He is grateful because his neighbors are the type of good neighbors.

Dinda handed over some vegetables and sea fish that she had chosen in the direction of the Andik bang. "This is my groceries Bang. How much total?"

"Fifty-five thousand yah mbak Din. Sorry, the price of cayenne pepper, curly chili, and onion soared high. So make Dinda's mbak groceries more expensive than usual."

Bang Andik slightly complained that seemed to voice the hearts of housewives who could only shake their heads because of the price of vegetables that soared every day. Worth it, at this time salonpas and koyo' become rare items. That can all happen because mothers are often dizzy because the price of basic goods increasingly suffocating this. (author again vent 😆😆)

"No problem Bang. It's okay if the price is expensive as long as the goods remain. Which is more dizzy, if the price is expensive but rare. We just pray that God will always provide our sustenance so that we can meet the needs of this expensive life," added Dinda wisely while holding out the money.

"Well, this time I agree with Dinda. Thank you very much Dinda. Tomorrow shopping here again yes," said bang Andik kindly to give suggestions to Dinda so that tomorrow back to shop again.

"Yes Bang, after all, where else would I shop if not at the arena bang Andik?"

"Hahahaha .. yes. Why did I forget that I was the only vegetable stall manager in this village? Looks like I'm drinking less of this aqua!"

"Okay, Dinda, be careful."

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"Well, Mr. Bayu after marriage almost every day his hair is always wet when leaving for the office. Must be shampooing every morning."

Tio, who is one of the employees in Bayu's office relentlessly teases his boss. His mind seemed to wander far if he saw the boss who came to the office in a state of wet hair.

Bayu who had just arrived in front of his room could only laugh softly as Tio deliberately stopped her footsteps just to give her appreciation for this wet hair. Something unprofitable yet sounds fun to discuss.

"Jin ... Tio .. therefore get married quickly so every day you can shampoo."

"Cckkkckkkk .. if for shampooing anyway I also often sir. But the difference is who makes us shampoo," decak Tio as if not to lose.

"Oh yeah? Indeed who?" asked Bayu with a squeak on his forehead. He did not immediately cut Tio's speech but it was getting late to respond to this subordinate chatter.

"If Mr. Bayu made shampooing by his wife, while I was made shampooing by soap. Ahhaha!"

Puttingkk!!!

A small story landed on Tio's forehead which made the man grimace. Bayu also chose to immediately enter his work space.

"Basic singles ngenes. The game's like soap."

Tio could only gawk at hearing the thud from the boss. "Yee, the mentang-ang is married, so forget Mr. Bayu if he used to be a soap toy. You, forget the land!"

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Borrow the name of brother Feni, brother Affa and bang Andik yes... Hihi... InshaAllah later there will be the names of other readers that I put into the story scene. 🥰🥰🥰