The Story of the Children of the Juragan
235. At the ATM
"Sister, do you want to make a peek or want to make a face mask from the dough?" Seloroh Fatim approached her husband.
"Huh?" Leon looked cengo at the question of his wife.
"Yes make a lick. How could I wear this fishy-smelling dough, for a face mask." Reply Leon.
"But your face..."
Fatim did not continue his words, then pointed at his own face and rubbed it. The curious Leon touched his own face with his left hand.
"What's this?" Leon muttered, as he continued to rub his face. Which makes his face dirty.
Fatim and his grandfather chuckled, seeing Leon's face getting flatter with the dough.
"You should scratch your face, use your right hand. Not the left hand. The result is like that. Because of your left hand, you use it to form dough." Fatim.
Arghh..
Leon screamed hysterically, then ran to the bathroom to clean his face. Fatim and his grandfather were increasingly chuckling at that.
Leon, in the bathroom. He washed his hands, then washed his face with water and soap. But, because it still feels amused, he finally decided to take a shower all together.
After taking a shower, he realized that he did not bring a change of clothes. He had to put on his old clothes and walk out of the bathroom.
Usually if at home he forgets not to bring a change of clothes, he casually breezed out of the bathroom, without wearing a thread to cover his body. The one who saw him was his wife. Unlike now, if he did that, surely he would be thought crazy.
Fatim opened the door of her room, as her husband was changing clothes. He stood in the doorway folding his hands in front of his chest. The pregnant woman looked smiling, still imagining her husband's face.
Having a husband like Leon, is a boon to Fatim. Thanks to her husband, her days were bright. With all the nosiness and silliness that he did.
"Prudah should not have to sell cilok anymore. I mess with him, every day I have to fight with fishy-smelling dough. Not to mention having to endure the itching, the desire to pee. Huft, just have to patiently endure the pain like that." Cerocos Leon at length, evaporate what he experienced during making the cilok earlier.
"Hey, you don't know, brother. Through it, grandfather lives his son and wife."
"I'm the one who bears the monthly money for grandparents and grandparents. Kasian knows them." Leon was strong with his opinion.
"Grandfather is stubborn. Papa has given perks every month to grandfather, but grandfather still sells lilok. He said rather than being idle, time would feel long. That's what he said."
Leon exhaled a rough breath, then shook his head.
Leon just nodded his head in understanding with his wife's words.
"Yes, let's see, grandpa's done not done his job yet." Leon grabs his wife's shoulder, then the two leave the room.
"It has. Grandpa's working on it fast."
Both are in the kitchen. Seen his grandfather was putting the cilok into five containers of canester is quite large.
After that, the sauce and soy sauce are also ready in the bottle. Just waiting for employees to come, to pick up and sell it at their respective outlets.
"Have you finished your bath?" Grandfather asked, as he stood up, and saw Fatim and Leon still standing not far from him.
"Had cake. Grandpa doesn't get tired every day of making it like that?"
"Even if not production, even the body feels tired. For lack of activity."
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While waiting for the Fatim family to take turns bathing, Leon sat in front of the house while playing his phone.
He thought with the help that would be given to the mosque in the village of Somad's grandfather. Shortly after, he got up and met his wife who almost went into the bathroom.
"Darling, I'll take a moment out, because there's important business."
Fatim did not have time to answer and even asked about what business, Leon had run away first.
The man immediately drove his car away from Somad's grandfather's courtyard, and moved towards a nearby ATM outlet, to collect some money.
Fortunately, the ATM he visited was quiet. So that he could immediately run the action, withdrawing some money used to donate to the mosque.
Long enough Leon was at the ATM, until finally he managed to complete his mission. He smiled when he came out.
And before long, his smile turned into a sense of surprise. Because there is a long queue outside the ATM. He did not know, if he spent a long time while in the booth earlier.
The people who were waiting in line were surprised when they saw Leon coming out with a sack.