THE BLESSING OF PICKPOCKETING
SERABI

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“Unfortunately, I have never missed a serabi peddler like you. A little more you go forward, I'll tell you what your job is for everyone present!” Putut immediately threatened Nadia. He doesn't want his wife to get hurt again.

“Mas Ragil, please dong,” Putut called Ragil who happened to pass after taking stock souvenirs for invited guests.

“Why Mas?” ask Ragil quickly. All standby protect Amie. So once Putut asked for help then Ragil's mind must have something to do with Amie.

“There are dirty peddlers here, I don't want Putro's mas party disturbed. Especially until my wife is mistaken again like before with Syarif,” is loud enough Putut talk so that Amie, Nadia and her friends can hear clearly.

Sharif also clearly heard that his words had hurt Putut's wife.

‘Wife?’ nadia asked in her heart.

‘Penja?’ ask Nadia's friend while watching Nadia carefully. “You ...?”

“You are evil Honey,” protest Nadia growled.

“Who is more evil? Cheating by pretending to be an innocent student even though his job is a trader?” sarkas Putut answered Nadia's protest. And his voice made some of the people around him mutter.

“Sorry Ma'am, you'd better be self-aware. Don't tease people's husbands!” Ragil was furious to hear Nadia calling her husband Amie honey!

Ragil did not want after the Sharif case just now, Amie again crambeg. Not yet the time for Amie to be forged problems in the near future.

Not wanting to be humiliated further Nadia took her friend home.

“Sorry, you go home alone. I don't want to walk with you. We will be considered a profession. Let me be poor, I don't want to sell my pride for a living.”

Nadia's friend refused to make any further friends. He doesn't want his name to be equated with the trash of society like Nadia.

Apparently the temptation is not only from Sharif who recommends his sister only. “Who Mas?” ask Amie slowly.

“He was Mas's friend while still in Bandung. Later tonight I'll explain everything. Now we focus on the reception first huh. He's not the person we think he is. In Mas's mind there's only you!” Putut promised to tell about Nadia to Amie. He didn't want Amie to suspect anything that wasn't right. Luckily, Amie understood.

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“Mas .. Mas,” Amie took Putut, and made her face growl on her husband's back.

“Why Yank?” Putut felt the tone of Amie's voice there was a bit of fear.

“There is his father mas Angga and his sisters,” replied Amie. His face looks pias.

‘It turns out, Amie already remembered everything. Is this because of the shock on Friday afternoon so since he woke up from fainting he's been thinking a lot?’ Putut.

Putut took Amie to shake hands with Handoyo sir and his children. Also Sekar.

“Sugeng Rawuh Om,” saya Putut. He said welcome to Mr. Handoyo.

“Hai mas Putut's. Matur nuwun,” said Mr. Handoyo, he conveyed a thank you answer.

“What news Sir,” Amie greeted with the name of Sir, not a father anymore as when he was still the son-in-law of the man.

“Alhamdulillah healthy. You healthy Nduk?” reply mr. Handoyo. He noticed his ex-daughter-in-law looked normal. Ibas and Asih were also amazed to see Amie was able to interact like a normal person.

“How are you doing Mbak?” tanya Asih who stood behind her father.

“Alhamdulillah good. Thank you for coming to the reception mas Putro,” reply Amie relaxed. He did a cipiki with his ex-sister-in-law.

“Hai Mbak,” greet Ibas brief.

“Hai,” Amie is also not wordless. It's a little bit clumsy to talk to the opposite sex. He saw the figure of his high school friend holding hands with his former sister-in-law.

“Amie,” greet Sekar friendly, then hug his high school friend was familiar.

“Hai, sorry I know you. But somewhat forgetting the name,” honestly Amie said the limitations of her memory are just starting to recover. While Putut only accompany.

“Nothing. I-i understand. I Sekar,” replied the sweet black woman who wears sarimbit (pair ) with Baskoro or Ibas.

“Ah yesaaaaaaaaaa, Now! Sorry I forgot your name, please come in,” Amie also let the group of Handoyo sir enter.

Putut happy Amie can communicate smoothly as when not sick first.

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