The Vegetable Buyer's a Milyader

The Vegetable Buyer's a Milyader
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Kamil decided to return to wearing his white shirt and went to the mosque with Malvin because it was impossible for him to wear a T-shirt owned by Malvin that looks fit in his body showing his stocky body.


”You daily to mosque?” ask Kamil.


”Gak also Om, if dhuhur and ashar more often in school anyway,” reply Malvin.


Malvin sighed imagining that if he went to the mosque with his father Daffa, ”If my papa had not chosen another woman, my mother's life would not have suffered in such a way. My father did not know himself Om, he could not distinguish where to worship his parents and how to make his wife happy.”


”What are you talking about, you are still small your task is only one study,” said Kamil shuffled Malvin's hair.


”I really want to succeed Om, Malvin want to show to those who have made my mama cry every night with my success they will definitely silence!”


”Well if it's Om strongly agree, if you want Om can help you kok happen to be Om many friends in Jakarta.”


Malvin looked towards Kamil. ”Truly Om?”


”Iya, we pray first yuk!”


Both of them also stand in the front row of the shof to perform maghrib prayers.


”Where are you going?”


”Turn back om, time yes want to play again time to learn anyway since last afternoon had played ball on the field,” explained Malvin.


”Bos!” calling Baron made Kamil glare because of the call.


”Why are you late?"


”I have come to his house mbak Medina he said again praying yes I have followed directly here.”


”Take Malvin home first and we go back to the contract,” Kamil said.


”No need Om, Malvin can kok go home alone anyway already used to.”


”Good, then turn back first huh. Assalamualaikum.”


”Waalaikumussalam.”


The baron turned on his motorbike immediately back to the contract. ”Almost to angkringan yes, my stomach is hungry!"


”Good.”


The baron pulled his bike over the side of the road and sat on the sidewalk.


”What is this?” Kamil picked up a small package that was on a tray of several fried foods and ordered a glass of iced tea.


”What is boss?”


”Lacking to know this is also again the first time trial sat here.” Kamil opened it and was surprised to see the contents.


”The value is just a handful, sambel equally is this a small piece of salted fish?” kamil said that he made Baron laugh.


”Can be quiet not you!” The baron quickly stopped his laughter.


”That's his name ’sego cat’ Mas. Where is this from?” the owner of Angkringan explained.


”Oh pantesan only have salted fish dikit. We are original Jakarta Bu, this is the first time to eat in angkringan,” Kamil said.


The angkringan owner nodded, ”Please enjoy.”


”Bos, not wrong?”


”Why is it?"


”This is usually eaten in restaurants with a menu that wow this is eating like this what will the big madam not angry if see the life of a boss like this.”


”Udah just silence as long as you do not talk the same that there is no way they know.”


Kamil began to devour the food in front of him one by one. ”Enak, this I haven't even met anywhere. You just try it.”


The baron stared in disbelief at what he saw Kamil greedily eating cat rice and picked up a few more packs.


”Alhamdulillah satiated,” murmured Kamil.


The baron returned to the head.


”Come we go home!”


”Bosku is indeed strange, given the wealth of a lot of money instead choose hard life,” cecar Baron.


”Kanu mind coming with me, if so please go back to Jakarta there let me alone here.”


”Sorry boss, that's not how things are I will be faithful to come with you,” said Baron.


”Duh wrong talk again!” The baron hit his own forehead.


***


The atmosphere in Farhan's house seemed empty the couple looked awkward and again Alea seemed to keep her distance from Farhan.


”I won't force you now, I'm sure over time you can love me,” said Farhan.


Alea was silent.


”You can do whatever you want but there are still limits, I don't want our family to know if we get married not on the basis of love.”


”If there is something you need just tell me if I can fulfill it then I will grant it. Is there anything you want to ask?”


”No.”


”Alright please rest, tomorrow we go for a walk you want right?"


”Good.”


Alea's cold demeanor irritates Farhan he doesn't like to be ignored but given how Hamid's papa tried so hard to convince Alea's parents makes him even more challenged to conquer the heart of the beautiful girl who is now his wife.


She knew that Alea preferred her sister Kamil but she would not give up just like that just because Alea did not love her Farhan was so sure that she could melt her heart.


Early in the morning, Alea had prepared a cup of coffee and a plate of sandwiches at the dining table. She is not a stupid girl who does not know herself because her family has a lot of debt to the Hamid family.


Alea rushed to Farhan's room calling the man to get down and have breakfast.


”Mas, breakfast is ready!” said Alea immediately turned to look in surprise at what she saw in front of her.


”I'm waiting for you under.” Alea quickly left Farhan's room.


A few minutes Farhan came down in casual clothes.


”Morning .. You prepared all this?" tanya Farhan stared at the dinner table that was ready with breakfast menu.


”I'm not very good at cooking but I will try to do my best for you, sorry.”


”No need to apologize because this is all enough for me, let's have breakfast together,” take Farhan.


Alea was silent and sat in front of Farhan every once in a while she glanced towards her husband and Farhan could catch that. Alea was still thinking about what she saw just now.


”This time we take a walk you want right? Buy your needs because you bring nothing from home and I forbid it. Wear a new one because we will start everything from scratch.”


Alea looked up at Farhan.


”This house is also new because I do not want to reminisce back to the past so we both start from zero.”


”Jeez,” murmured Alea.


”Why?”


”What about your ex-wife later if she comes and wants to come back to you,” Alea asked.


”You want me how?”


***


Kamil went back and forth to the bathroom his stomach mules he was having diarrhea.


”Baron, you sell vegetables yourself yes my stomach hurts once.”


”Gosh you look limp like this boss, do we need to see a doctor?”


”No need for you to just go I can take care of myself.”


At five o'clock in the morning the baron had started to go around selling his vegetables.


”Bang buy his chili two thousand!” exclaims Ms. Lia.


”Kok Bang Kamil never seen where?”


”In rented again sick so I helped around,” said Baron.


”She hurt feelings yesterday was fine,” Medina said chiming in Baron's words.


”Maybe because last night he ate too much to be sick.”


”What does he eat?”