Waiting for First Love to Return
Prime Effort

Aisya kept her promise. All the school needs of Reyhan and Rasya are all financed by him. None of his seven sisters protested. Everyone has made a good brotherhood.

Mother is enough to sit at home without working. Taking care of the house after Aisya bought a wheelchair for Mother. While Rasya entered the third grade of High School no longer works. His brain is not as smart as Reyhan decided to focus on preparing for the graduation exam, in order to get to college at the dream campus. Start working again after college.

Reyhan though? He no longer sells traveling cakes. He is now in the best High School where he lives. Armed with his intelligence, he opened private lessons for elementary school children. Thank God the monthly salary is higher than the sales of mobile cakes. The longer the student grows. Increase his income.

In addition to being good at the classroom, Reyhan is also good at explaining briefly and clearly the subject matter. So many children are comfortable and suitable to learn with it. In addition to opening private lessons for school lessons after the training, Reyhan also taught njai after magrib. Free kalo teaching. But the parents of the children were very kind. Although Reyhan refused to pay money to learn to teach, but guardians often replace the payment by delivering food, groceries, or other basic necessities. Simply relieve daily needs. Alms cannot be refused, right?

When Bang Rasya graduated High School, Aisya proposed to make a house for our residence, which was directly approved by Bang Rasya. Bang Rasya the spirit of choosing and taking care of buying and selling the desired land, determining the shape and size of the house. All who take care of Bang Rasya.

Alhamdulillahot. No need to hear the rent bill at the end of each month.

the flashback

"Owh. The house that Aisya's sister made?" I asked to point at the ceiling of the house we now live in.

Now we're back home. The night wind is cold outside the house. Choose to enter the room and look for warmth behind the blanket.

"Yes. This one." Reyhan agreed.

"Means this doesn't belong entirely to Bang Rasya dong?" Not so bad feeling has dared to scold and insinuate Beti's sister. His intention was to apologize. Not be so.

"This is all ours. But indeed all in the name of Rasya bang, because that takes care of all Rasya bang. Aisya's sister is just financing."

"So he said the inheritance was shared?" Askaqua.

Why am I following along to question the inheritance? But I know enough about my husband's life. Not as smooth as my journey full of affection abah and ummi. Although ummi had to go home first, but I was still lucky enough to be satisfied with his affection. My problem is only about complicated love. While Reyhan was too busy with making money and studying, so did not have time to know dating. It is even said to keep a distance from the women who often pursue it.

"That's it. Me and Bang Rasya asked for rations like money. Mine to make the house earlier, while Bang Rasya to build his business which is now quite advanced." Evidently.

I was amazed at my curiosity. Where did my husband get the money to get up? And it worked not long ago? No. gabe. My husband works from a small even. But the result is to finance the life of one family. Although there is no savings will not be enough to build a house that is fairly large. And it turns out to be able to build a money house from his father's legacy.

"I used to be a traveling cake vendor. That's why I'm happy to have a smart wife making her own cookies. I'm very supportive when you want to start a cake business."

"Yes is asleep now. I have to get up early tomorrow to start my business. " Invite me. Raise the blanket, close the arms, find a comfortable place to sleep.

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After performing qiamul lail with husband. I started working in the kitchen. Reyhan also helped. Without protest obey all my orders. With two cups of coffee accompany, expel sleepiness that is still not perfect go.

"Are you busy, anyway? Was it the dawn Adhan? How come you haven't heard?" Ask the Mother who just came to the kitchen. Rubbing eyes that are still sleepy. Disturbed by our noisy activities. It was not the cooking that made it noisy, but the jokes and laughter of the two of us that occasionally sounded to drive away the quiet that disturbed the silence of this blind morning.

"Not yet adzan, Bun. Sorry, we're noisy, right? Mother rest again. It's still half an hour before dawn." My answer is feeling guilty for interrupting Mother's rest.

"Will sleep again Bun. Please help us out! Tasya wants to start a cake business for the premiere, Bun." Reyhan said asking Mommy to come closer and explain proudly about my small business. Giving dough to make pempek to Mommy. The dough that I made, and just formed it.

"Can that. Mother wash hands first." Closing Closer to the dough, to the sink to wash hands first, also wash his face that just woke up.

"Sip, Bun." Answer Reyhan.

"What about nicotine, Bun? Mother if still sleepy rest aja lo." My request is not good for Mother to wake up this early. Not just waking up early, but even bothering it by making this simple cake.

"Why ngerepotin? Mother although not good at making this food, but Mother likes to help her. Who knows, tomorrow you can make your own. Just learn that." Sahut Mommy does not mind at all. Even happiness can help at the same time learn to cook.

Happy to have the full support of those closest to us. Isn't that one of the keys to success? The prayers and support of husbands and parents are very influential for any business we live.

Right on schedule my husband left for work the food I made was all finished. Three kinds of food. Pempek, risoles, and donuts. Not too many. The name is new beginner and the experiment does not need much. Introduction first, if many like to add new again for the future.

"Yes, nitip?" I said I gave two large transparent boxes to place three kinds of cakes, which I had already arranged according to the type.

"Nitip cigarettes? You're not going there?"

"Nggk would. I'm going to make an order for Mila's mbk for an afternoon study. Nggk kebih lo abomination." I said reasoned. The real reason.

"So the principal asked for a sale, too?" He muttered in a low voice, yet was still able to catch my senses clearly.

"Say you want to help promote? Have a nitip bagain dikantin school aja ngedumel." My protest.

"Nggk mengedumel. Here first. " Ropens the lid of the jar, and pulls out the phone to capture the image. "Ni, for promotion." He said taking pictures of my food. "May's a sweet sell." He said passionately with his hands and eyes focused on the phone.

Selling today, right? No need to open the stall and shout offer sales. Just open the phone and post with the best caption to attract customers.