
"Ustad Farid just got a lottery?" asked Novi who had been standing next to his sister-in-law, making Farid turn to him quickly.
"Astaghfirullah azim thing, deck. The sins!"
Hearing Farid's reply, Novi could only grin at the horse.
"Lagian ustad, what kind of pain does Anin have? Cook pick up Novi aja can't, if gini will be troublesome." lamented Novi made it if Farid swallow Saliva, he knows why but he also can't say to others.
"Dek Anin's sick, it's_, what_, stomach ache."
"Ohhhh comes the moon huh, ustad?"
"Yes, that's. Yes, Novi has come home with Veri first yes, no pa pa pa right?"
"Yes, uh, ustad."
Farid asks Anin's cousin to pick up Novi, because he knows Anin definitely can't pick Novi up.
After making sure Novi returned home safely, Farid stopped by the store but this time not for work, he bought lunch for Anin and himself.
"Ustad don't eat here?" ask the shop employee.
"No, another time. Oh yes, maybe this week I did not come yes, please report it tell send by email only."
"Ready oustad."
"Then I go first, assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikum salam."
Ustad Farid immediately came out of the store, he hung two bags of white crackle that contained the wrap on his motor matic, after wearing the halm he immediately drove his motorbike.
He deliberately bought more because he wanted to stop by Anin's chips factory.
Because Anin did not come to his craft factory today, Ustad Farid eventually replaced Anin's job. Bring lunch to Anin's employees and record the incoming supply of cassava.
It only takes a quarter of an hour finally ifad farid arrived at the chip factory.
His arrival was immediately welcomed by Sumi, a middle-aged woman in charge of frying chips.
"Sonly boy, long time no look."
"For a lot of business mbok, oh yes this Farid bring lunch for mbok Sum, the same as others also."
"Thank God, thank you. Want to come by yourself? Nduk Anin isn't coming?"
"It just so happened to be bad, so Farid came here. Oh yeah, what can Farid help me?"
"Yes mbok."
Finally Ustad Farid also did a lot of work until three in the afternoon, iftad Farid also say goodbye.
"Greetings to Anin."
"Yes mbok, assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikum salam."
Just out of the plywood house, Farid's steps must be stopped because of someone standing next to a luxury car.
Although momentarily fixated, iftad Farid could again master himself.
He walked closer to the man,
"Assalamualaikum," said ustad farid with his trademark smile.
Notya replied, the man instead smiled disdainfully.
"So, men who usually only depend on women. Acting to help, even though it is just being a shame. Really shameless."
Feeling angry, his hands were also perfectly clenched but Farid quickly controlled himself. He immediately smiled, too,
"I'm sorry, but anyway it's none of your business. So you better not take care of my business too much. Assalamualaikum."
Ustad Farid passed, but his steps came to a standstill when the man shouted back at him,
"Listen carefully, I will take Anin sooner or later. No woman can live a hard life for too long, listen to it carefully!"
Ustad Farid paused for a moment but returned he continued his steps. For now, what the man says is true and he has nothing to use as a weapon other than faith, believing that everything in this world is of God's will.
The man who kept insulting Farid was David. And because the insults from David make ustad Farid more determined to start his own business, especially now the state of wife ustad Zaki is better.
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