
The next morning, after Amar went to work, Lisa went to the vegetable maker who happened to be hanging out in front of her house because Ms. Ana called.
"Eh, Lisa, shopping, Lis," said Ms. Ana.
"Yes, Mom," said Lisa.
"Bang, chicken is half a kilo, yes," Lisa told the greengrocer.
"Chicken shopping. Beware, do not often shopping delicious, later today eat, tomorrow do not deh. Mending eating tempeh tofu, according to the bag. Don't get pretentious like a rich man, deh, the husband's just a building porter, right?" Bu Yati who just came immediately chattered ria.
Lisa who heard it can only be inwardly.
"Bu Yati, don't be, dong. We cannot measure a person's ability to do his job. Do you know what Amar's salary is?" ask Ms. Ana.
"You know, if the coolies here are usually fifty thousand or seventy thousand a day."
"That's an ordinary building, ma'am. After me, Amar worked on a large development project, you know, I think it is impossible that salary. The proof is that he can buy a cash motorbike after a few months of work." Mom added.
"The bike is proud."
"Although seken but not credit, ma'am, pay cash." Miss Ana assured.
"Kok Bu Ana became a bear Amar anyway. Must be because Ms. Ana was once helped by Amar, right, when almost raped by Mr. Budi?"
Lisa was surprised to hear Bu Yati's words. To his knowledge, Mr. Budi is a close friend of Hasan who has not been seen for a year. And apparently, he's in jail.
"Bu Ana, why bring up the past? Yeah, if that's why, Mom? If it wasn't for Amar, somehow I was then. Inget, Mom, when we're hard or sick, it's the neighbors who are closest to us who will help us."
"Here, I'm just too complimentary for ever being helped."
"Bu Ana, Bu Yati, I'm first, yes." Lisa slightly bowed her body, then left after seeing Bu Ana nod and smile at her.
"She's kind, polite, and diligent, but she's a lot of heart, Mom." Bu Ana looked at Bu Yati.
"Either, do not need to be behind, at first it looks good, but over time it will seem like it is the bad habit."
"Eh, Mothers, what else, anyway? I think it's exciting." Ms. Ratna, Ira's mother is approaching. This one mother is very happy to give especially if there is a celebration event.
"Here, Mom, buy some more vegetables" said Ms. Ana.
"So it looks like Lisa, it's really pretty, really. Not yet taught me ghibah," whispered Ms. Ratna.
"He's not fun, Mom," whispered Bu Yati.
"Masa, anyway? Ah, not exciting dong if you can not be invited ghibah. At any rate, Ira said, he was a males, anyway. When Ira came, her house was still a mess. He even took it easy while reading a novel."
"Huh? Really. No shame, just got married and smashed." Bu Yati looked at the house of Amar and Lisa with a cynical look.
"I don't think so, Mom. Lisa is famous here. Speaking of males, which Ira, Mom? It's eight o'clock, you know, still sleeping, huh?" ask Ms. Ana.
"Eh, anu, that, he was studying very late, so still sleeping. Understandably, my son is a graduate candidate." Ms. Ratna smiled proudly.
"Oh, study, but I saw him watching his laptop on Mom's porch. Mending us takes care of our lives, ma'am, rather than taking care of others. And what I heard, wasn't necessarily true. Don't easily believe ugly stories about other people that ultimately make it a waste material."
After saying that, Ms. Ana returned to her home. Leaving behind Bu Yati and Bu Ratna who are now whispering to each other tells the pretentious Bu Ana.