
Now Denathan's room looks clean, neat, and cool. The woman cleaned her room to the bottom of the room. Under the table, under the bed or under the bed, and narrow places in every corner of the room. Denathan cleaned the dust and dirt in his room using a vacuum cleaner or so-called vacuum cleaner. So that with these tools, the work can be completed easily and quickly.
"Finally it's done" said Denathan, and he sat on the edge of the bed. Then the woman took a tissue and rubbed it on her sweaty face. Denathan threw the tissue into a trash can located near the table.
"I guess I'll have to go to the supermarket to buy kitchen spices," Denathan monologue when considering the ingredients and spices in the kitchen is thinning. It's time to stock up on groceries.
Denathan decided to take a bath so that his body feels fresh. Do not need long, Denathan immediately entered the bathroom while carrying a towel. He took a half-cold warm bath, because the woman did not like cold water when taking a morning shower, except during the day she preferred to take a cold shower.
Long story short, Denathan had finished bathing and was fully dressed, and now had a neat appearance. The woman exited the room, and headed downstairs. He went to the kitchen to find Bi Etik who was cleaning the kitchen. Earlier this morning Bi Etik had been cooking food assisted by Denathan.
"Clean the kitchen, Bi?" ask Denathan.
"Yes, No." Bi Etik smiled as he swept the floor.
"Yes, Auntie is cleaning up. I'm going to the supermarket first. The ingredients in the kitchen are going to run out" Denathan said while checking the food ingredients in the refrigerator that will run out. While many still do not fit into his shopping list today. Denathan only buys materials that have been thinned so as not to spend a lot of money.
Then Denathan picked up the pen and the small paper available on top of the refrigerator. Then he recorded some of the ingredients that will be purchased later so as not to forget. Denathan deliberately prepared paper and pen on the refrigerator to record the ingredients every time he would go shopping.
"Bi, I'm going to the supermarket now huh. The front door does not forget to close. Maybe later I will be a little long in the supermarket," Denathan said before the woman stepped out of the kitchen.
"Yes, No." Bi Etik nodded in response to Denathan's words.
Denathan would go to the supermarket wearing simple clothes and not looking flashy. Then the woman headed to the garage, pulled out her matic motorcycle from there, and ran the motorcycle to the street in front of her house.
It takes ten minutes to reach the supermarket. Now Denathan has arrived at the shopping place. Denathan parked his motorcycle in the parking lot according to the instructions of the officer. Then he stepped into such a large, two-story supermarket. Denathan prefers shopping on the first floor so as not to bother going up and down the stairs.
First Denathan headed to a vegetable seller located not far from the entrance of the supermarket. There are many types of vegetables that are good and still fresh. Not only did Denathan buy vegetables, the other mothers also bought.
Denathan chose spinach vegetables that if still very fresh so that later will not wither quickly when taken home. Then the woman put him in the basket. Denathan picked up the basket that was available near the entrance. In the supermarket is provided a basket to make it easier for buyers not to carry a basket from home.
After taking spinach, Denathan chose carrots and tomatoes. He picked up some carrots and tomatoes without needing to pick out which one was the freshest, because the carrots and tomatoes there looked all fresh. After all, carrots and such are not easily rotten or withered. With the exception of green vegetables, such as spinach, kale, cabbage, and such.
Denathan then paid his groceries to the vegetable seller, in his yard. The vegetable seller counted Denathan's groceries, then wrapped him in black plastic. After paying and thanking him, Denathan put his groceries into bed. Furthermore Denathan will buy meat and eggs in the next stall which is also visited by many buyers.
Denathan had a conversation with a mother who bought eggs there. They discussed the rising prices of eggs and meat lately.
"Bak, what a shame, the price of chicken eggs is now up. Though I like the setok chicken eggs at home, now a bit reduced to save money," said mothers in brown hijab beside Denathan. The woman who asked Denathan to chat.
"Yes, Mom. Yesterday the price was still thirty thousand per kilo, now thirty-six thousand per kilo," Denathan replied while picking out chicken eggs that still looked good and big. There are some chicken eggs that are small and not completely clean, there is still a little chicken manure that usually sticks to the eggshell.
"Yes Mom. This year is inflationary" Denathan said, agreeing with the mothers' opinions.
"That's a good thing, Ma'am, the price of chicken is still stable" the mothers explained.
"Yes, Mom." Denathan replied while nodding.
After choosing eggs and chicken, Denathan took his groceries to the seller. Then make the payment. Denathan then went to the next yard to buy fresh fruits. There are four stalls that sell fruits, but Denathan has entrusted the stall of Mr. Wirya as his subscription place. In the lapak Pak Wirya, the fruits sold are guaranteed freshness and ripen from the tree without using drugs to ripen the fruit faster.
"Eh, Sister Natha," said Mr. Wirya when he learned Denathan came to his field. Mr. Wirya is used to calling Denathan 'Natha'.
"Yes, Mr. Wirya." Denathan smiled as he nodded.
"Want to buy fruit as usual?" ask Mr. Wirya.
"Oh yes obviously dong, sir, hahah," Denathan replied with a brief laugh.
While picky fruit, Denathan chatted with Mr. Wirya. The other buyers are not as familiar as Denathan and Mr. Wirya. They were just chatting potluckily with Mr. Wirya. Until Denathan and Mr. Wirya's chatter came to a halt when a woman suddenly came from behind and rebuked Denathan.
"Denathan huh?" ask the woman so excited. His big smile showed that he was very happy.
Denathan was a bit surprised and looked to the side. "Gosh, you-." He paused his speech for a moment, looked at the face of the woman in front of him, and was so happy to find out that she was Tia, his close friend during school. "Tia."
"Yes, Den, I'm Tia. We haven't seen him in a long time" said Tia, very happy.
"Truly, we last met one year ago if not wrong, before you moved to Surabaya," Denathan said with a smile.
"Yes, Den. I went with my parents to Surabaya. My father worked there" replied Tia.
"When did you come to South Jakarta?"
"From two days ago anyway, I came here with my husband."
Denathan nodded. "Ooh..."
"You're not married?" Tia asked curiously.