The Vegetable Buyer's a Milyader
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Can still be maintained if it turns out that the person being defended is actually engrossed in his own world. Ya Farhan seemed to ignore Alea all this time just at the beginning she was very enthusiastic but after getting what she wanted, the man was like indifferent.
”You're okay right?” kamil asked Alea who was silent hearing the question from him.
”How do you think?” sahut Alea's.
”You better be quick to make a decision if you don't understand yet you can ask my wife that she understands better because she has had a difficult time like you.”
Alea was silent for a moment, ”Is she home?”
Kamil nodded, ”Come talk to him openly he's a person who's fun to talk to let alone about religion, that's an advantage he doesn't show in front of others.”
”So this is one of the reasons you also chose it,” asked Alea.
”True, go to home I'm doing a lot of work.”
”Ish you even kicked me out!” peeking Alea but still rising from her seat left Kamil in her room. After Alea left, Daren came.
”Jeez you're a little late because Alea just got here,” Kamil said.
”I know it.”
Kamil knitted his eyebrows together, ”So you've met him?”
”Not more precisely avoid it, I do not want bad things to happen so it is better to avoid it first and about the apartment next to me, I have paid for it.”
”Jadi ... is it in your own name?”
”True.”
”Gosh I don't think so, I asked you to pay it but with my money because I thought I wanted to give it to my son Malvin.”
”Hah! Not wrong? He is still too small to receive such a gift, I am worried about his association if you give him ease at a young age.”
”I also do not want to give it for free it only to encourage him so that he is diligent in studying and achieving the best title in his school as I,” said Kamil.
”Gosh I'm sorry, I don't think so.”
"Eat him don't think negatively just yet, see how that happens.”
”Already, I want to check the warehouse first it seems like there is something suspicious there,” said Daren.
Kamil gave a small smile seeing Daren like that, he was sure that the man was experiencing anxiety and it was better to let it go first rather than make him desperate in anxiety.
At Kamil's house, Malvin had just returned home to embrace Medina to treat her kangen because two days did not meet her.
"What cooking is today Ma?” malvin's question is still spoiled.
”Mama does not cook, soon Mbok Iyem send food for us. Do you want to eat something?”
”Iya, but if indeed mama can't ya already.”
The doorbell rang.
”It looks like Mbok Iyem is coming,” guess Malvin.
”Not, if he who comes will not squeeze the bell but directly enter through the side door leading to the kitchen. Let's see.”
Malvin looked in front of his face looking dislike because he saw who was in front of the door, with a sense of laziness he immediately opened it.
”Hai, can Auntie come in?” greet Alea.
”Of course please.” Malvin invited Alea in and sat down in the living room.
”Mama no?”
Malvin knitted his brows, ”Ada.”
"Just relax I won't hurt your mama just Aunty came here to share,” explained Alea.
”Wait a minute I call inside.” Malvin's in to call Medina.
”How long is it who's in front?”
”He's Aunt Alea, his friend papa his wife om Farhan,” said Malvin.
”Yes a complete mercy once called it. You help Mbok Iyem yes, mama wants to meet him first.”
Medina immediately met Alea herself wondering what made her come to this house to meet her.
”Please if I can help you I will help you,” Medina said.
”This is about your past experience, can you share with me?”
Medina was speechless as to what she should do if Alea brought up her past. "Mbak Alea would like to ask what is it like?”
”Everything.”
Medina sighed heavily, ”Can we have lunch first, then we just tell each other to share because it is time for lunch.”
Alea turned towards the dining table looking Mbok Iyem mama's housekeeping assistant Alika was here along with Malvin arranging the dining table.
”Bby.”
”Come!”
***
”Bu, there is Non Alea at home Den Kamil,” Mbok Iyem told Alika.
”She was there why?”
”Lack of knowing but all I see they both look very familiar to each other.”
”Oh really? If that is so there is nothing to worry about it just sounds strange if Alea comes to Kamil's house alone while he is in trouble.” Alika was worried to hear from Mbok Iyem.
”Loh where are you going?” mbok Iyem asked to see Alika get up from her seat.
”Mau to the house Kamil briefly Mbok make sure if Alea does not mess on Medina.”
”It is better to rest, let Medina come here later and explain everything.” Mbok Iyem will not let Alika go considering that this morning he complained of dizziness and Mbok Iyem realized that it was caused by the behavior of his eldest son Farhan.
”But Mbok, ... ”
”In case I will call Den Kamil asking him to come back here and take care of everything. I don't want to see Madam Alika sick again it's delicious pain, no!”
”Yes your mercy exceeds my mama,” Alika said.
”Just let the two of them, who knows that way they can get along and share stories with each other. Besides there is also Malvin, the boy will be smart to be able to protect his own mother.”
”Alright.” despite saying so but Alika keeps scrolling through her phone to contact her son Kamil.
”Hallo Ma, what's up?”
”Alea is at your house, aren't you worried?”
”Ma, just let the two of them close and pour out the contents of each other, who knows my wife also harbored something during this.”
”That mama was worried about Alea talking all sorts, her heart was bad.”
”Kamil believes he won't do anything, just let it go Ma. Oh, is my mom really sick? Kamil knew from Mbok Iyem earlier he told Kamil before delivery of food to the house.”
”Not a problem just a regular headache just kok.”
”Don't think too much about the problems that are going on let Farhan solve his own problems.”
”You are right but after all he is also a child of mama so it is impossible if mama just ignored him right. Mama hang up the phone yes, want to take medicine and rest.”
”Good bye!”
Beeping.
Alika exhaled after closing her phone, seeing Hamid staring at her filled with annoyance. Alika wanted to be indifferent but there was no way she would avoid it anymore.
”Where is the boy?” hamid asked with his palm in his pants pocket.
”Who do you mean?”
”Who else if not my favorite child,” said Hamid.
”She's not here, since morning she left.”
”What? In his apartment there's nothing then where is he?”
”His love, who else!”