Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 141. Receive and Love Each Other
" Tumben, Madam Asti! Stop by here at night '" said Mr. Sur kindly. " Come, come on in!"
The presence of the couple began to attract the attention of the visitors in the soto stall. They generally come in pairs. If anyone comes with the family will be placed, at the back of the soto stall that is rather open. Because the building is like a terrace, only given a zinc roof.
" Well, Asti's mom with her new boyfriend, right?" said one of the floaters in the stall mocked him.
Maybe because he did not hear the news of Asti's marriage that had passed almost three weeks ago.
" Yes, Sister Suli. This is my ex-boyfriend!" Asti is ridiculous.
Mr. Leon's eyes looked at Asti's beautiful face which began to meet red because of his own words. Because he had never been stared at by Leon intimately like that.
They were married, but they had never been together before! Because Asti is very respectful, especially the teaching not to date. Hence when this man proposed to her with all his earnestness. Asti wants to take it.
So here they are. Start walking together. After facing various obstacles, since legitimately become a married couple. People say, this is the pleasure of dating halal, or after marriage. They try to understand each other's feelings, words and actions.
" This is Mr Leon, right? Who has a housing project in the Sekarwangi area is not it?" ask Mr. Sur after taking a closer look.
" Yes, Sir. Introduce me to Asti's husband now!"
" Oh, geez! Is this really Mr Leon? We visited Mr. Leon's housing development project. Because my eldest son is interested in buying one of the types of houses offered at the Griya Sentosa Sekarwangi Housing Marketing Office near SPBU. It is crowded every Saturday and Sunday. Because the fans will be escorted by Mas Danang, the public relations section to visit the residential location. Even we met Mr. Leon who had an office near the house of the first example."
Mr. Sur's words moved Leon. " I'm sorry if I don't know my father. We still have to prepare some facilities there .... Maybe for the smaller type will be ready for habitation early next year!"
The man patted his forehead." We also apologize, Asti! I couldn't attend the invitation. Because the event of Madam Asti coincided with the wedding of our granddaughter in Pati!"
" No, nothing, really. Sir! We just had a simple thanksgiving!" Asti is relaxed.
Mr. Sur salutes Mr. Leon. Before returning to the cashier's seat, he called one of his employees to serve the newlywed couple.
" Come, what message, Ma'am?" mbak Suli asked approaching them, while carrying his note.
" The usual soto for me one, huh? The soto complete one. Hot tea two!" Asti Said. " Mum, want to use rice" Asti bargained to her husband.
" May, just one, Yang!" Answer Leon.
" One serving rice, yes. Suli Maam. Thanks ...."
Before their soto orders are delivered. A waiter came to bring two hot cups of tea, putting some small plates in front of them. The contents in the plate are in the form of parchment, fried bakwan also crackers rambak wrapped in plastic. Each plate contains five.
From that corner, there was a pair of eyes belonging to a man who was observing the couple with a slightly jealous look. It was Mas Kusno.
Everyday, the man just hangs out in some stalls in front of the market. He closed his cousin's gold shop at 16:00.
It turns out that Asti's marriage he heard was indeed true. At least he heard the man's conversation with the owner of this soto stall. Because not everyone who has a market is invited by Asti.
Almost four weeks ago, some shop owners and stalls in the sub-district market got an invitation verbally from Asti. He will marry again and only hold a thanksgiving event at his home in the intersection of three.
Koh Edy and his wife also came to the wedding. But not much to tell him about the course of the event.
They went to Asti's house as part of a friendship. So quite feel very happy when welcomed by Lek No as the host, and hosted at Asti's house quite well.
Asti paid less attention to the people who ate at Soto's stall tonight. He still enjoys soto dishes with hot and fresh gravy because it is rich in spices. Plus a thick chicken and half-cooked bean sprouts. It was precisely Leon who quickly spent a serving of chicken soto along with rice, and was given a little red sambal.
Asti thrust out the tissue spot that was in front of him. Sweat kept dripping on the man's forehead and cheeks. Suddenly Leon smiled sweetly while taking the tissue.
For couples who are still in the atmosphere of the honeymoon, of course the wife should help wipe the sweat on the face of the partner. But Asti was too embarrassed to do that. He abstains from expressing his affection with Leon in front of others. Not only at home, but also in a crowded place like this. Asti is not a spoiled or romantic woman.
" It's a hungry man, is it ?" ask Asti.
" Two-two!" leon said while giggling amusedly.
Funny thing is, they both have similar appetites. Asti and Leon don't like overly sweet dishes...So even at home, the size of sugar and salt in cooking is made balanced.
" Good?"
" That's fine...! Looks like, you should recommend a lot of other good places to eat, huh?"
The man clutched his wife's hand warmly after they made the payment. The couple got out of the soto stall, and got into the car. Before long the white Pajero sport was moving away from the place.
Back home, the village of Sidodadi in the Asti neighborhood is already very quiet. It was only 20 o'clock. 30. That is the situation of some villages in this area. Silent and silent. Because the village at the end of there is no population after being exposed to land acquisition by housing development projects. So there have been many reduced residents in this area.
Customers at Joko's tent stalls began to decrease one by one. In fact, it looks like the two workers have piled plates, spoons and glasses in the basket.
Ma'am Ning was a bit surprised when Asti put down a crackle bag containing two servings of Pak Sur kuali soto, which was selling in front of the sub-district market. One more portion was spent by Joko. When he saw there was soto on the dining table.
It seems that Asti and Leon just came from traveling out of the house. Since this morning Asti has not told anything about the presence of Dania's parents to this house. Joko should have talked about this with Leon. So that Asti does not get pressure from people who actually do a lot of harm to the life and welfare of their families.
Two days later, Asti has carried out his activities back as usual. He leaves for the market after taking care of all Leon's needs, from work clothes to preparing his breakfast.
Go home at 11:00 to help Ma'am Ning cook to prepare lunch. Leon will eat anything, which is served on the table. Sometimes he also brought two of his assistants to come with him to eat. In fact, often also bring important clients or guests who have visited the project.
About the monthly spending money, the man handed over an ATM from the local bank to his wife. For larger purposes, Asti is given a credit card. A card that Asti never had in her lifetime.
Understandably since childhood he has lived in a remote village in the interior. Where he now lives there are no malls, hotels or other entertainment centers.
Even if there were people who wanted to go to such entertainment venues, they would have to cover a considerable distance to other areas. Although with two-wheeled vehicles, it is not up to 60 minutes from his home to Solo city or other small towns. Asti never did that.
He used to live a simple life and what it is in the village. Rarely live luxuriously and foya. That teaching has been ingrained in his life. Because it has been applied by the late Grandpa and Budenya since he was a child.
Most of the heritage of his family is rice fields and gardens that need to be worked on earnestly in order to provide results that meet the needs of his family's life.
Joko finally conveys Dania's problem as well as the stalking of Zahra, his former honeymoon, to Leon.
Of course Asti's husband was emotional as well hear it. Asti has given up a lot with those people. But they continued to suppress and make Asti as an object of error from the difficulties of life they are experiencing at this time.