GROWINGS
38

Who would have thought, if the small businesses that Nata lived it would continue to grow, and progress.

Starting from selling small cakes that only sold Hassel to his friends at school. Then began to open a small cake shop in the garage of his house, until now a simple garage that was only used to store old items owned by Sandra, now switched functions to become a production center from Nata Catering.

The price is affordable, with quality and taste that is no doubt, making Nata Catering as a home business that began to be glimpsed by many people.

Moreover, this news spread quickly from mouth to mouth, defeating the spread of an endemic virus disease in a remote area.

The person who had helped Nata in operating the catering only amounted to 5 people, now has reached 20 people.

And even so, Nata himself still likes to jump directly over his small business, even with all the limitations he has.

That morning Nata was sitting on the front porch of his house. While Hassel Tumben has woken up so early, even though the boy is on holiday facing the beginning of Ramadan.

He said Hassel wants to be satisfied playing first, before fasting tomorrow. Because after fasting he wants to sleep all day in his room, while on AC.

"Tomorrow if Hassel is not strong fast, will until 8 am ahh.." The boy chirped while counting his money. The money was not his real property. But he took it from the closet where Nata usually keeps money.

"Ohhh, meaning the reward is void dong.."

"If the prize is expensive like a PS Vita or iPod touch, Hassel will not fail tomorrow.."

"Where do fasting people keep fainting, Hassel..." Appeared Sandra immediately pinched the wrath of her son's cheek.

"It hurts to know, Mi...!!"

Sandra kontan glaring. However, Hassel's voice besides the bell, is also very unpleasant to hear. He was afraid to disturb other neighbors.

"Where are there plans today?" Sandra asked Nata.

"You need to shop for fast supplies, mami!! Wear everything again.."

Sandra rolled her eyeballs. If only there was cayenne pepper nearby, it was certain he would immediately stuff his son's mouth with the spicy chili.

"I'm going to the bank, Auntie."

"Which bank, Nat?"

"The closest thing to BCA seems to be.."

Hassel jumped out of his chair. Then he whispered to Nata with a suspicious look.

"Just in case you do anything reckless again, Mami lock you in a jar of jam!"

"Hassel come in first. End of dizziness if you continue to listen to the fussiness of the mothers of this one gossip..."

"Hassanell...!!!" Sandra shouted loudly. It felt like his head was going to break every time it had to face the silly actions of his son.

"Den Nata please drink the milk.." An old woman came with two glasses of warm white milk.

"Thank you, Mbok."

"Where's Den Hassel?"

"Here, son like he should not be given milk again, Mbok. Maybe his body is getting stretched like a hippo.." Tukas Sandra immediately gulped down a glass of milk belonging to Hassel.

"MAMIII...!" Hassel appeared with a sullen and annoyed face. "Hassel's milk is drained anyway?!"

"You've excess fat." answered Sandra lightly.

"You know what, a punishment for someone who steals milk from a poor kid like me?!"

Sandra pulled Hassel's hand, and grabbed his ear slowly. "And you know the adzab for a child who always fights his mother?"

"Sickness, Mommy...!!"

"Later his body was hit by a banana tree, continued to drift into the mud lapindo!"

"Hassel..!! Play yukkk..!!"

Hassel menepis tangan Sandra. Dan ia pun berlari secepat kilat, menghampiri teman-temannya.

"Friends, let's get away before we get cursed by the dragon mother whose mouth can spout fire..!!"

"Yyaaah!! We're kaburrr...!!"

Sandra can only hold back patience, even though her head that morning was twitching because of the act of the child alone puppet.

"Nata..." Sandra stared fixedly at Nata. Grab his hand and hold it tight enough. "So-- uhmmm..."

Nata reflexes pulled his hand. She knew what Sandra was going to talk about. 

"You don't have to go to school there, Nata. We can just come and look around.."

Nata feels claustrophobic every time Sandra has to start the topic again. He is self-conscious about all his limitations. And he does not want to get insults and taunts from his other friends.

"If so, Auntie went to the office first yes.."

Nata nodded. The look on his face revealed an expression of deep sadness.

"Auntie.."

"Yes, Nata..?"

"Yesterday I paid Hassel's tuition.." 

Sandra grabbed Nata's shoulder. Gripping him with a trembling heart. "Hassel told Auntie last night. Thank you, Nata.."

'O Lord, though at first I was very hesitant with him -- thank you - for presenting Nata in the midst of my little family...'

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"Not William, Mr. Mustache!! But his name is Kak Nata..!!" Hassel immediately set up the agency to face the security bank that welcomed him with a very warm and friendly.

"Ohh yeah, I'm sorry, Brother."

"Well if it gets wrong again, Hassel aduin to the head manager, so the father of security whose thick mustache is not dapet holiday Lebaran!!"

They had just stepped inside the private bank. But because of the ridiculous actions of Hassel, they immediately became the center of attention of customers and also other bank staff.

"Just after fasting, Hassel does not want to yanterin Kak Nata to this always full bank! Could be later fasting Hassel canceled again --"

Duggh..!

Hassel's eyes glared. "Duhh, this guy's not looking around?!"

The man just stood up and looked at Hassel with a frowning look.

"Hassel, if you're still angry I won't take you to KFC..!"

"Let's just say, Hassel also has his own money.."

Although annoying, but the boy always patiently lead and accompany Nata wherever he will go. Take a savings form that needs to be filled out. And also write it down, with its random writing.

"How much do you want?"

Nata opened his little sling bag. He took out a package that he wrapped in a black plastic bag.

"If it's not wrong there's about eight million--"

"This is Hassel counting again.." Hassel also helped to calculate Nata's money with his mimicry and style is very funny and laughable. "This is seven hundred thousand. Continue -- two thousand seven hundred tenths.." And giggling the brat took some fifty thousand bills and put them in his yellow sling bag.

Another security and a bank officer who watched him until he had to be glared at him so as not to tell this cunning act to Nata. Fortunately, all the security and staff at the bank knew both.

"Duhh, this job is exhausting.." Hassel.

"You're usually the aunt teller who counts it.."

"Jaudah if Nata's sister is maksa. Here's..."

The morning queue was quite long as well. And throughout the queue, Hassel never stopped to babble, talking about all kinds of things. Starting from his school friends who he worked by putting frogs in his backpack, until when he and his friends peed with the farthest shower distance.

"Good morning Mr. Nata..."

"Morning.." Nata replied to the teller's friendly greeting.

"Hassel how's it going? Started school holidays, right?"

"That's what my school is like, Auntie. I was a very smart and smart boy. But it's a pity that my teachers have to shut down the school..." Hassel spoke with his matured style. "When yes, what would a child like me be if there were too many holidays.."

"Ohh-so.." the teller responded while holding an amused laugh. "All the money is seven million four hundred and eighty thousand yes, Mr. Nata.."

Forehead Nata wrinkled. But he could immediately guess who did it.

"Hassel..."

"Hassel wants to go after the person who took the money Kak Nata first!!"

Nata can only breathe. I don't know how many times this has happened. Had Sandra known, Hassel would have been severely scolded and given unmitigated punishment.

Nata extended his wand. And he refused the help of security and the bank staff was friendly.

"Revelation...!"

Syuut...

Degggs...!

Nata felt something as his hand and the hand of the person holding him touched each other.

"You're all right, right?"

Nata nodded clumsily. "Thank you."

The man continued to lead Nata until he reached the last step of the ladder. And surprisingly Nata did not refuse any help from the person at all.

"That little boy was adek, you?"

"That's how.." Nata was surprised to answer. "Did you see it?"

"She's another hawker bragor the same ice doger in front.."

It was no longer strange to hear such an answer. The day Nata and Hassel went to the bank, and Hassel left him again - you know the boy was sitting sweetly at KFC enjoying his favorite fried potatoes and fried chicken flour.

"You must be the kidnapper who wants to kidnap Kak Nata huh..?!"

"Hassel, I'm going to throw it to your mommy.."

"What the hell is Nata?! Hassel just wants to help!"

The man half bowed towards Hassel. "By the way, you have a lot of money, too.."

"Sir Nata, he wants to hypnotize Hassel...!!" The boy with a funny yet annoying face immediately hid behind Nata.

"Well, your sister's back. Then I should go too.."

"Thank you..!"

"Back.."

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