Tsunami Wedding
25. Want Sales

"Hm,"

"May the times when you're also playing Rasain?"

"Can't!"

If Khadija thought it right, which wife is not hurt? Their marriage was like two friends playing house. It was as if Malik was telling me about his affair. What can be done now?

Silent. There was no conversation between the two, Khadijah still drifting in his mind that was in a revolt with the heart. While Malik, even fell asleep due to the pleasure of the massage from the wife.

Hearing her husband's cringing voice, Khadijah stopped her massage. He saw his hands getting swollen, red and sore. "Aw, sick." Sluggishly.

Khadijah finally chose to go back. He opened the door to the house staring into the darkness and accompanied by mosquitoes scattered while waiting for the boiled water he had boiled to soak his hands. Even if it hurts, at least the swelling will decrease, he thought.

'What kind of marriage is this, O God?' inner Khadijah.

***

A week has passed, Khadijah decided to sell in front of his house in order to have other activities besides thinking about her husband. A few days ago he had asked Martha the recipe for making lontong Medan. Martha gave her willingly, she knew how but she was lazy to make it.

In the morning, Martha was already in front of her stall. Still relatively small because there is only one small steling there, a small table and chairs totaling three pieces for those who want to eat on the spot.

"Well, I must be your first customer. Make me a serving!"

Khadijah nodded, "Sit sweet yes ..." Khadijah began to put the lontong on the plate, "Would you use an egg or not?"

"Wear it!"

"Sedas or no?"

"Sedas!"

"Wearing tauco or not?"

"From me misrepresenting it?"

"Here I say!" Tell Martha, "I've told you the same, right, the field is friends noodles, tauco the same sambal. You just ask me if you want to be spicy or not, if you want to say you stay added sambalnya again, if you do not need to put. Also, you only use eggs or not, if you stay you add the price. Already, done! Good thing you didn't ask, eat with a spoon what hand, I support you later!"

Khadijah chuckled at her, "Not using emotions either, Buk ..."

"Cottage time I'm the same you, it's still morning already rose my high blood you made. Don't let me call my dog here to bark in you."

"Patience, patience in the love of God." Khadijah stood up and finished his treat.

"That's a wide ass!"

"This is the food, please eat!" Khadijah sat in front of Martha, "Please on the grades as well ..."

"Indeed I want to rate this, so I came in the morning blind."

Martha noticed his shape from every angle, she nodded her head at this moment. "Good! His look is appetizing. You're smart too, you add crackers when I don't tell you."

"Continue ... Continue ... Feels ...."

Martha began to scoop the spoon, "Enak! It's fitting! Just a little less," said Martha while chuckling.

"You add the price so I can add the portion."

"Well, where's that cake. Oh yes, if you want to make a lot of combinations can loh, for example, the noodles you make also grumpy noodles with noodles tiaw, you just tell people to choose what noodles to use. Then you can also sell the noodles separately, I guarantee many who buy."

"Wait, what's the gummy noodle?"

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