The Vegetable Buyer's a Milyader
Wait It's Real ’kan?
”Tadi who is Om?” malvin asked as soon as he got home.
”His working friend Om, why?”answer Kamil.
”The look is cool, if Om Kamil so surely also no less cool deh,” exclaimed Malvin.
Kamil just smiled in response to the words of Malvin the boy always just kepo with something he saw.
”That's a courier in front,” said Medina approaching him. Kamil turned around he knew if it was a supermarket courier delivering his order, he ordered everything online.
”With her home Bu Medina?”
”True to myself, what is it Mas?”
”Please sign here yes, we are inter-packaging from Vanguard Supermarket. What can I bring in now?"
”Oh please Mas.” Medina lets the courier transport her things into the house.
”Who ordered all this, even though I did not feel ordered,” said Medina then looked at Kamil but only at a glance because she herself was afraid to get carried away there was Malvin there.
”What do you order Bang?”
”Iya, it is not disputed that you can use it kok,” Kamil said.
”Malvin in the room mama want to talk something with Om Kamil,” Medina command.
”Good Ma, but don't be long yes all three demons loh!” malvin said passing by while giggling.
”Yes my dear boy,” murmured Medina.
”What do you want to ask?” kamil.
”Why are you doing all this, who exactly are you?”
Kamil stared at Medina's intense bead of eyes making the woman return misbehavior. ”Sometimes you will also know and understand the reason why I am doing this.”
”I don't think you're an ordinary person.”
Kamil frowned, ”So you mean I'm a supernatural being, a demon, a genie or something?”
”Not so, I mean you're this ... ”
Kamil's finger touched Medina's lips and of course the two were both shocked. Kamil did not expect to do that to Medina and vice versa.
”I don't want to hear anything from you and if you know it I ask you not to leave me, stay here with me.”
”What do you mean?”
Kamil's heart was beating twice as fast as usual, for gosh he felt frustrated whether to say his heart right now.
”Can you open your heart to me, at least let me make you happy,” Kamil said.
Medina looked at Kamil but did not last long because Medina was afraid to get carried away and fall in love again.
”A-I .. I don't know.” Medina turned her face to the side.
”I will keep waiting, for sure I have already expressed my feelings for you if I love you,” Kamil whispered.
Medina raised her face surprised by Kamil's confession, her body stiffened.
”I won't force you to agree now, but I'll make sure that I take you to my mama and ask her permission to marry you,” Kamil said.
Medina was again surprised to hear Kamil's words. ”You're kidding right?”
Kamil shook his head, ”Abviously I look like I'm kidding right now?”
”No.”
”Prepare yourself because that time Asti will arrive soon. I go home first, tell Malvin tomorrow sixty-thirty must be ready, I'll pick him up here. Assalamualaikum.”
”Waalaikumussalam.”
Medina immediately took a lot of breaths after Kamil left, she felt claustrophobic when faced with the man.
”Wait is not a dream like last night right?” muttered Kamil while smiling to himself all the way.
Kamil returned to his own apartment planning to rest there tonight, a day together with Medina and Malvin was enough to make him tired let alone meet Daren who made him more dizzy because he had met directly with the two.
Kamil looks so happy that he does not realize that Alea has been following him since entering his apartment area.
”Kamil,” shouted Alea.
Feeling called Kamil stopped and turned around. ”There's no more Alea?”
”What's true you said yesterday?” ask Alea.
”True, I will marry you soon just wait for the date,” replied Kamil.
”Who? Which woman has melted your heart?”
”You rest easy, later when the date arrives you will definitely know who the woman is. Already yes I want to rest.”
Kamil died Alea who still did not believe in Kamil's statement. ”This is impossible,” murmured Alea.
***
”Daffa, here's a little food to deliver to your ex-wife's house there, give Malvin the boy a few days not visible through the front of the house, even though the mother misses him once, ” complains Bu Yanti.
”It will be Mom, all Daffa to the office,” said Daffa.
”Everything should be given to the child, if necessary ask him to come here,” said Bu Yanti.
”Well I will tell his son mother do not worry about him InsyaAllah Medina will take good care of him," explained Daffa.
”Mother does not believe, where can she take good care of him while he does not have a steady job and again with what he feeds my grandson. I regret letting the custody of the child fall on him first,” regretted Bu Yanti.
”Astaghfirullah why mom still bring it up let it anyway now Malvin grows well right?”
”He grew well because of your living every month if you don't love him the snack rations every month where maybe he will be as big as now!” mad at Bu Yanti.
Daffa was silent to listen to the words of his mother's annoyance was better than serving him because he would definitely lose because the woman did not basically not want to budge.
”Talking Mom, Daffa saying yes. Assalamu'alaikum.”
”Waalaikumussalam.”
Daffa rushed to his old house after parking his car he immediately got off but what he saw made him a little suspicious. The house looks dirty and the gate is closed.
”What they are going why it looks so quiet,” muttered Daffa.
Daffa observed the floor filled with dust and also dry leaves scattered, Daffa dyed here and there.
”Eh Hasna, Medina is not quiet and her house is dirty,” asked Daffa.
”Of course yesterday did not say goodbye to Mas Daffa huh?” answer Hasna.
”Pamitan? Where are they going?”
"Moving!”
"What's? Move where?” Daffa was astonished to hear Hasna's explanation.
"Jakarta, look for a new life of course if here mbak Medina will not develop anyway he also does not want to be depressed because of the accusations of your wife's Lastri Mas,” explained Hasna.
Daffa ruffled his own hair he did not know how and when else he could meet the two. ”Do you know his new address?”
That stupid question just came out of Daffa's mouth even though Hasna had it she definitely wouldn't give it to Daffa.
”Already thanks for the information.” Daffa got into his car and went home.
Arriving at home he immediately told his mother, the shock was sure because after all he loved Malvin very much.
”Why Malvin was invited, Medina should have left and Malvin remained at home,” said Bu Yanti.
Both of them were limp with their respective regrets, whether there was still a chance to meet them back.