Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapter 63. Asti's Work
Asti enjoys her busy life in the store with Dania. Because Dania also has her own opinion about hijab models that are liked by ABG teenagers to young girls. So that their store adds a variety of collections of clothing for young kawula.
Now Asti only shop for various veils and various needs to wear hijab women. He provides interiors in the form of long leggings, socks to various other accessories. Like snails, brooches and hijab clamps.
Like this Friday morning, Asti went shopping to Solo to invite Mbak Ning, Bu Jum and Akbar. Yesterday he had sent WA to his subscription merchant to provide the various items he needed.
Mbak Ning alternated with Bu Jum pushing Akbar stroller in some big market in Surakarta it. As usual, Asti paid the carrier to carry her groceries into the trunk of her car.
The teenagers already knew him. Because almost twice a month Asti came to the market to shop for goods in his shop.
So Asti often gives them extra for the freight. Because children aged 12 to 15 years can be trusted because they carry groceries with heart, until placed neatly in the trunk of his car.
" What do you want to eat, Sister Ning ? Ma'am Jum?" ask Asti after their shopping event is over.
The two women Asti asked were a bit confused and worried. Because rarely they go shopping in a very large and famous market that up to the whole of Indonesia.
" What the hell, Madam Asti ! The important thing is good and full!" replied Ms. Ning.
" Mom Jum have a request?" ask Asti again.
" Ah, this Asti Ma'am. Kulo manut wae!"
Along the street near the market was lined up people selling food with various menus offered. They used tables and tents - plastic tents. What Asti likes most when eating in front of this market is rice liwet or chicken satay.
After eating, they toured the city for a while, before taking their way home. Asti is getting to know this city. But stay away from the city center. Afraid of meeting Sasha's sister, Satrio. For not intending to stop by the house of the kind-hearted woman, after they divorced.
Now Asti's getting smoother, riding his Honda Jazz. So often took Akbar out of the house as well with two working women in his house.
If only to the village or to the sub-district market, Ms. Ning often does not want to come. Because he prefers to rest at home. Another case with Bu Jum who indeed had to nurture and take care of Akbar. Therefore, Ms. Ning knows the latest news that often happens around their home. From the front neighbor's house, to the stall opposite the shophouse. Understandably, Ms. Ning often hang out, a lot of talk and many people.
On the way home shopping, Asti had seen the contents of gasoline in his car had been reduced from half. He intended to fill it up later after heading towards the direction of the way home. Let tomorrow when the car will be used no need to bother filling gasoline again. Because the distance of this SPBU is quite far from his home, it must turn around again to reach it.
Towards the direction of the intersection of three, Asti intends to take the right direction to go to SPBU across the road. He slowed down the car. Until Madam Ning, saw someone she knew in from the left direction of the road.
" That's not Mr Leon, Mr Asti? How about Almira, huh?"
Huh, where can Asti look to the left, in a row of shophouses and several restaurants that
lined up along the road there. Too troublesome!
His eyes must focus on seeing the vehicle coming from the front, in order to turn safely to the right.
Asti did not pay much attention to the words of Mbak Ning who was sitting next to him. After the front direction is a bit quiet, then Asti run his car to cross until entering SPBU.
Asti looked across the street. Sure enough! There appears the figure of Mr. Leon who is standing at a restaurant door that serves Padang cuisine. The restaurant occupies a modern building with a picture of a tall house on it. The restaurant is the largest dining area in the area.
The man looked more relaxed in appearance, with a beige t-shirt and jeans. Moreover, his shoes are a pair of white sneakers that are quite expensive for the pockets of young people here.
The face of Mr. Leon tampa sunglasses, more similar to the face of an Indonesian actor who has mixed blood Indonesia with Thailand. Even so, the aura of the city people and their appearance does look expensive and classy.
Beside him was Madam Almira. Although the woman was hijab clearly visible face that is always bright and cheerful. Moreover, the hijab style of young women is somewhat different from women in this area. Mbak Almira always good at matching blouses and subordinates that are often in the form of jeans, leggings or skirts with slick, so it looks very fashionable and cool.
" Mr Asti, Akbar's pampers seem to have run out, huh!" Cetus Bu Jum's.
For a moment, the nanny from Akbar said that Asti was returning to reality. His world was indeed different from the two people who were still talking across the street.
" Yes, already. After the gasoline we stop by the mini market in front, just!"
At first glance, Asti still looked at the couple who turned out to be ready - ready to leave too. Because it is clearly visible from here, when Mbak Almira entered into the Pajero belonging to Mr. Leon.
This is not really his business! Mr. Leon has also rarely been to the development project which is still in the completion stage. All along, the ones who knew all of those things were Mas Yanto and Mbak Ning. Because they are always at home.
It was in the parking lot of the mini market that Asti stopped. Akbar had woken up from his sleep. He asked to be carried by Bu Jum. Because only a little shopping, Asti did not issue a stroller for his son. Once in the mini market, Asti put two packs of M size diapers, some snacks for Akbar and a box of baby milk. For Mbak Jum and Mbak Ning, Asti bought him bread and a few bottles of cold tea-flavored drinks.
Bulek Ratih long ago reminded Asti to wean Akbar immediately. Because his teeth began to grow even more by the age of twelve months later. Asti still wants to give ASI to Akbar until his son is two years old.
Arriving home, seen busy Joko and her employees in the backyard to prepare her merchandise for the afternoon.
" Asti, look for the father! " said Joko while approaching Akbar who immediately asked to be carried.
" Lek No, where is it now?"
" Maybe chatting in Bu Haji Anissa shophouse, because there was Pak Haji Anwar in front. "
As much as possible Asti washed his feet, hands and face with water. Then change his clothes.
Sure enough, when Asti went through the back door. On the bench of the shophouse garden there is Lek No sitting with Pak Haji Anwar. Haji Anissa's mother was already riding Akbar.
" Here, Deck. Don't ask to be carried by Hajj Mother, keep going! You lazy pantes learn to walk! Lots of stuff, anyway!"
Haji's mother laughed with Asti's scolding. He even kissed the fat belly of Akbar, which everything was eaten by the boy. Starting from pieces of fruit, vegetable team rice even a variety of biscuits. Akbar laughed with his eyes.
Akbar was finally given to Bu Jum who soon followed. The boy also had to take an afternoon shower.
" It's about Lek's family's umrah plan No. Early next year could go, right?" ask Mr. Haji Anwar.
" Wait for Ninuk's lecture schedule, Mr. Haji. Do not let him not attend college because of permission for up to ten days!" answer Asti quickly.
" I want to go with your entourage too, Asti. Late January how, can ya ?"
" Right, Haji Anissa's mom? Want to be with us. Can't wait to go there."
There was a gentle smile on the face of that beautiful and well-mannered Woman. " That's it!"
"'Later Lek No tanyain to Ninuk, yes. The lek! Maybe if Joko can rely on Mas Danu, to keep this tent shop as long as we go!"
They were excited to talk about it, when Ninuk arrived on Saturday morning. Next week will be Akbar's first birthday.
As villagers, they never celebrated the town's birthday by buying tarts and blowing out candles. Asti only intended to make yellow rice and given to neighbors right and left around his house only.