When Love Should Determine
Chapter 107

T]dak like before who felt sad and disappointed because no one came to visit when he fell ill, he said, this time Larissa chose not to think about it and focused on scavenging for sustenance while waiting for her daughter at school.

It worked very hard, even ignoring Hamzah's warning for a lot of rest and not fatigue. Until then his body was unable to survive with all his routine amid conditions that have not fully recovered post-surgery.

That morning after preparing breakfast as usual Larissa prepared her merchandise in the form of noodles brewed in glasses of various flavors, plastic cups and spoons, and a large thermos filled with hot water. All of that then he put it into a large bed to make it easier when carrying. Not to forget he also brought some ice candles placed in a cold flask.

Now all the merchandise is ready on the bike. Larissa went to school with her daughter Zahra.

Ensuring that Zahra had entered the classroom, Larissa arranged the merchandise in front of the school fence. And a few minutes later there were some children who came to buy his merchandise.

The school bell rang, signaling lessons were about to begin. Larissa chose to lean under a large tree that was not far from it for a moment to unwind.

Krucu......

Larissa's stomach sounds. Now he felt very hungry, especially he had not had time to eat breakfast because of the rush.

Larissa circulated her gaze, looking for food that could propel her hunger. Until then his eyes were fixed on the bedoyo seller who was not far from him.

Bedoyo is a village food that is easy to find. It feels very fresh and delicious which is certainly very friendly in the bag. How to make it quite easy, simply boil krai (a type of cucumber fruit) for a few minutes on medium fire. How to enjoy it with dicocol using a paste.

Larissa's saliva dripped, imagining the freshness of the food in the mouth. He rushed to the seller. "Mom, buy the bedoy."

"Buy how much, mbak?."

"Two thousand."

"Wait a minute!." The seller deftly prepared a bedoyo order Larissa in a food wrapping paper that was formed in such a way and poured the sambal terasi on it.

"Here's the money, ma'am" Larissa said after getting her order. With the money of two thousand rupiah he was able to get two medium-sized bedoyo.

Larissa immediately ate the bedoyo. And it didn't take long for the food to run out and not move to his stomach. He even licked the finger of his hand that had been hit by the cable earlier.

After eating a bedoyo suddenly Larissa felt her body carefree, cold sweat pouring out and chest pounding. "What is this, God? Why does my body suddenly feel like it's not because of gini?."

The feeling is starting to feel bad. The mind is fixed on the husband who has not come from the sea even though the day begins near noon. But immediately put aside those feelings and think positively. "Maybe my husband hasn't finished bringing down the fish from the boat, so he hasn't come yet" he prayed for the husband's safety. "Oh Allah, take care of my husband wherever he is. Make all his affairs easy, and open all the doors of his sustenance."

Larissa sat down while leaning against the wall. Scrubbed area of the nape and both shoulders to relieve aches in the body.

The school bell rang again, signaling a break for the students. Some children were seen scattering towards his trading yard.

Larissa rushed to her trading yard and served the buyers. "What do you want to buy, son?" he asked kindly. Smile on the lips so that children are not afraid. Most of the children were Zahra's classmates, some were upperclassmen.

"I bought one glass noodle, mbak, which tastes soto." The children began scrambling to be served first.

"I want a chicken onion taste."

"I want a meatball taste."

"I want curry."

Larissa is a little overwhelmed serving the rush of children who can't wait to buy her homemade brewed noodles. "Patience.patience, change one-on-one yes! Everyone must be in!" said friendly. "Who would like to buy an ice candle please take it yourself, yes!."

"Zahra, please help mom! You take their money and give them the change."

Some children put some money on Zahra and took their own ice candles in a thermos. While himself serving the children who buy brewed noodles.

He no longer ignored the aches in his body and the jubilation that he felt earlier. Focus on serving children who are increasingly impatient to be served. School breaks are very limited.

Brewed noodles are placed in plastic cups and poured hot water over them. Then he put down a plastic spoon. And that brewed noodles too. "It's mienya, son!."

The boy gave her some money. "Thank you" he said. "Where do you want?" switch to another child.

"I want a meatball taste, but don't use chili."

"Yes, wait a minute, yeah!."

"I can open my own noodles, can't I?" ask one of the kids.

"Can!" the answer. A plastic glass he thrust with scissors to make it easier when opening.

The boy received a plastic cup from Larissa's hand and opened the noodles he wanted. "This, ma'am, already. Just give me some hot water."

Larissa took back the glass containing noodles from the boy's hand and poured hot water over it. Then he gave back the noodles that had been given hot water to the boy.

That day Larissa's best-selling trade was invaded by children. A happy smile was on his face when he saw the money he had saved in the jar. "Alhamdulillah. Today all my trading is up."

At the same time Hamzah came from the south. "Larissa," he said while beside Larissa.

Feeling his name, he looked up. "Eh, Entik. When did you come?" he asked. In my heart, I am thankful that my husband came home safe.

"Not too long."

"Have you eaten yet?."

"Already! Before I came here I ate first" Hamzah sat down beside his wife. "How did you sell today?."

"Alhamdillah. Today my sale is selling well. Nih look!," showed the sales results in a jar container on her husband.

"Alhamdulillah" thanksgiving like his wife. "Now please sell my fish to the market. I put it near the kitchen. Let me wait for your sale."

Larissa got up and went home to pick up her husband's fish first before going to the market to sell it.

It was getting late as he went to the market. Along the way his heart was worried that his fish did not sell. Because in these hours the market starts to quiet.

But his concerns were not proven. Arriving at the market he actually met with middlemen who immediately bought all the fish he brought so he did not have to bother holding the fish. Of course at the right price.

"Rezeki is not going anywhere. Even though it was noon but it turns out my fish immediately someone bought." Gratitude endlessly he offered for all the sustenance he received today.