Ustadz Idol
Sunday Morning at the Market

The morning Bi Nunung came around at half 6. Directly to the back and so surprised, as well as happy to see the existence of Sari and Moses in his territory 'kitchen'.

" Well, good morning mba Sari, good morning Ustadz Musa, last night nginep here anyway?, until here at what time yesterday?, aunt yesterday came home at half 5", Said bi Nunung while hugging Sari who finished washing the rice to cook.

" We arrived at 5 pm yesterday, wanted to come here in the afternoon, but instead fell asleep to clean the house. Aunty healthy?", asked Sari when bi Nunung took off his embrace.

" Thank God Mba healthy, ouch. thanks for this has been helped cook early, this rice cook a lot mba", Bi Nunung glanced at the rice that Sari was putting into the rice cooker.

" Yes bi, there are friends of Kak Dimas who nginep here last night, they are still in his room, it was late at dawn, he said he wanted to sleep again mumpung weekly" explained Sari.

" Yes already, because bi Nunung has come, Mas ahead yes help Grandpa water the plants", Moses said goodbye to Sari, who was answered nod by Sari.

" Aunty yesterday did not do much shopping, how is this Mba?", asked bi Nunung who yesterday only bought kale, tempeh and cob fish to a traveling vegetable seller.

" We go to the yuk bi market?, all the vegetable shopping that makes a lot for the next week", invite Sari.

" Didn't this papa come out, get the same Ustadz Musa?", asked Bi Nunung.

" Maybe, even he who sent to the market earlier, all Sari also want to shop for at home, nyetok vegetables for a week, later returned from the Market to stop by Mas Musa's house first, and then go home, put vegetables in the refrigerator, then we come here again", Sari pulled bi Nunung's hand to walk to the garage, take the matic motor that used to be used by Sari to go to college.

Since moving to the house of Moses, Sari has rarely driven it, because Moses who is always a husband on standby who drove Sari to college.

Bi Nunung picked up a tote bag made of plastic woven commonly used for shopping to market when Sari picked up the motor in the garage.

When out into the yard of the house, the morning dew was still quite concentrated, making the cold immediately felt on Sari's face and palms.

" Wear a jacket if you want to take a motorcycle, it's still early, the dew is still thick, it must be cold through the streets so early", Moses immediately ran to the room and took Sari's jacket in the room, then put on a thick jacket on Sari.

" We go first Mas, assalamualaikum", Sari said goodbye to Moses and drove his motorcycle after bi Nunung climbed on the boncery.

True also what Moses said, the very thick morning dew made Sari feel cold, so Sari drove her motor slowly.

" It is still part of Mba, so it is still thick dew, just slowly running the motor, the aunt who is boncy just cold, let alone mba Sari who sits in front" said Bi Nunung.

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In the market Sari accidentally met Eli and his mother who was shopping also in the market.

" Eh nak Sari, happened to meet here, has not played home for a long time, last played first time graduation vacation yes, has been more than a year did not meet the mother" said his mother Eli. Who when Sari played to his house, did not want to be called aunty, he wanted to be called 'mother' with his friends Eli.

" Yes, sorry yes, do not spend time to play at home mom, do you know yourself every day home in the afternoon, there is this and that activity, and that, Saturday is used for rest and sleep at home" said Sari.

" You guys just got there?", Sari glanced at the plastic woven tote bag that Eli's mother had brought with her, still empty.

" Yes Sar, I'm the same new mother until, just as Rizal's mother also wanted to come here to ride the motor out the gate, Rizal's mother also took a motorcycle to come here, too, so together", Eli pointed at the mothers who were bidding on the chili with the direction of his eyes.

" Know the mother", Sari answered briefly.

" How can you not know that from the 12th grade High School is in class, participating in a debate competition together, even Rizal also looks very passionate about Sari" murmured Eli Lirih.

But still heard by his mother and also Sari. So Sari patted Eli on the shoulder so as not to continue speaking unclear.

" I want to go to the vegetable seller subscription bi Nunung first yes Ma'am, El, sorry first", Sari mbungkukkan his body and go to the vegetable seller subscription bi Nunung, bi Nunung, leaving Eli still manyuning because of Sari's clap that was quite hard on his shoulder.

" What is Mas Rizal who used to often nganter Mba Sari who was the same as aunty if aunty wanted to go home?". Indeed, several times Sari was transferred by Rizal at the beginning of college, especially when he had to go home in the afternoon and Mas Soleh could not pick up. When Sari did not dare to bring her own motorbike, it was finally delivered by Rizal, and several times also passed by bi Nunung when bi Nunung was about to go home.

" True Bi, Rizal was a lecture minister who had several times brought Sari home" replied Sari.

" Oh pantes just want to nganterin, wong he has the same heart mba Sari, pity ya handsome even not the delivery of his love, lose fast as ustadz Musa, hihihihi", Bi Nunung closed his mouth while giggling.

The atmosphere of the market that was still quiet, has now begun to get more crowded, especially this is Sunday the day the mothers who rarely go to the market also go to the market for shopping because of the middle of the holidays. Make the seller turn into a reliable accountant, memorize the price of goods sold, as well as calculate quickly every time there are buyers who finished shopping. Because they have to serve other buyers.

" I'm already Mom, this is all my groceries", Sari pointed to some vegetables that were deliberately bought twice to be shared later, some to be stored in the refrigerator, he said, and some to bring to Atmo's grandfather's house.

In traditional markets, it does not use purchase receipts, only add using calculators, and record groceries in torn paper leftover cigarette packs, or other packaging that is paper.

" A total of 356,200 rupiah, rounded only, 356,000, of which I discounted 200", said the seller, Sari only smiled when she heard 'the 200 I discount', sellers from indigenous people are different from sellers Koko or Cici from China, 200 rupiah is usually still to be paid, no pieces.

Sari and Bi Nunung continued to buy meat and fish, walking a few blocks from the vegetable seller, in the market is still fresh meat and chicken, only the packaging that looks less hygienic, less hygienic, unlike in the supermarket, which is usually meat or chicken is neatly wrapped.

" Loh see you again, want to buy meat too?", asked his mother Eli who was also buying meat with his mother Rizal, while Eli was in the parking lot, carrying groceries to his motorcycle.

" Yes mom, want to try to make rice kebeli, but because Sari does not really like the meat of goat that stinks, Sari want to use beef instead", Sari did want to be able to cook the cuisine of the middle east such as Umi, so that Moses more love, hehehe...

" What is this Sari, a friend of Rizal and Eli?", asked his mother Rizal, looking at Sari from top to bottom, so fixedly.

" Yes I am Sari, greetings to Auntie", Sari shaking hands with her mother Rizal.

" I meat the same ribs one kilo yes sir", said Sari ordered the seller".

" We went first, we finished the shopping, went home first", his mother Eli and his mother Rizal left Sari and Bi Nunung who were still at the butcher's.

" How did the mothers concerned mba Sari so much yes... rich how so..", muttered bi Nunung.

" How is it...What do you mean bi?, do not su'udzon, not good ".

Sari invites Bi Nunung to go home, but when it is in the parking lot, Dimas suddenly sends a message and asks Sari to buy a market snack. Forced Sari to re-enter the market and leave bi Nunung and his groceries in the parking lot.