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Adelia Fasha the fry salesman

''Mom I leave first yes, '' said Adel while putting a tray full of fried foods that are still warm on his head.

''He will be dear, I pray for your trade to sell, '' answered the mother while praying for the princess.

''Amin, ma''

Then he started walking after touching his mother's arm first.

''Frying.'' Adel shouted peddling his wares, walking around the village.

''Bak, I want his fried food,'' the sound of mothers screaming about to buy his merchandise.

Adel stopped and searched for the source of the sound.

''Yes mbak, wait a moment yes,'' he walked up to the mother who was standing on the porch of his house.

''How many fruits do you want, ma'am?'' ask Adel while putting a tray on the floor.

''10 thousand only mbak.''

''OK, Ma'am.''

Then he wrapped the fried food into a plastic bag that he had provided.

''This, Ma'am, the fry ...''

The mother accepted while giving money to Adelia.

''Thank you, Mom, ''' Adel walked back while shouting to sell his wares.

Adelia Fasha, she is a mature girl who daily makes a living by selling fried food made by her mother, going around.

This year he was even 25 years old, but, at the age of adulthood, he still did not have a partner, let alone marry, dating it feels like he has never been.

Although she had a beautiful face with shoulder-length hair and smooth white skin, neither did Merta make her confident to approach a man.

For him, living alone with his mother alone was enough, because his father had died two years ago.

Adel again peddled his merchandise, until the merchandise was sold out, he smiled happily to find the tray he brought looks empty, not a single fry left.

''Alhamdulillah, my trade is exhausted, '' he said slowly.

He walked home, holding an empty tray in his hand, his mouth seemed to hum and his lips were smiling happily.

Finally Adel arrived in a narrow alley, the road to his house. He walked into the alley, but his eyes were shocked when he saw a man's body lying on the ground.

He walked over to the man and turned his body. The man's body seemed to be full of wounds, even his face was battered, like it had been persecuted in a crowded manner.

With a feeling of panic he ran to his house located not far from where his current standing was.

''Mom, ''' Adel yelled to her mother while running towards the house.

''Yes, Del, what's wrong? you've gone home?'' I panicked and then came out of the house.

''Please Adel, Mom. There was a faint person there, it seemed like it had run out in beating people.''

''Oh yeah...?'' Mom was surprised and came down from the porch.

''Let's go help him and bring him home, ma'am. Who knew his life could still be saved.''

''Oh my God, who is he? why is it here?'' replied my mother was curious.

''Let's take it home, ma'am.''

They took the man to their home, which was not far from where the man lay.

Adel and his mother immediately took the man into the house, and laid him on the bed in the room.

''Be careful, ma'am, '' said Adel as he laid the man on the bed.

''Who is she, Mom? is it not wrong to bring her home? if he's a criminal, what?" said Adel who felt a little sorry for helping that person without thinking long.

''What's wrong, it's our obligation as fellow human beings to help each other, the problem is he is a bad person or not let God alone know, after all, we can tell him to go home immediately, we can tell him to come home, when he regains consciousness later, replied the mother by looking at the man.

''Hmmm...! All right, I'll get you some warm water to clean the wound, Adel out of the room.

Shortly after, he returned with a small container of warm water to clean the man's wound.

Who are you really? your body is full of wounds. (Batin Adel said)

He also cleaned the man's face with a small white towel, which he had previously wet first with warm water.

After the wound on the man's face was clean, Adel seemed a little amazed to see the face of the man, a handsome face with a jaw that looks firm, his sharp nose and thick eyebrows as if depicting a mature man full of charisma and also handsome.

Unconsciously, he continued to look at the man with a smile, feeling amazed by his handsome face, like he was not a random man, looking at the clothes he was wearing, and looking at the clothes he was wearing, it is a clothing from a famous designer with a very expensive price. If seen from his face, the man also like his mature age, about 30 years.

''Hey...! you seem to be amazed to see the face of this man?'' mother surprised her, and she ended her eyes.

''What, ma? eu.. kok, not ordinary, '' was embarrassed he walked out of the room.

Mother only smiled faintly looking at the princess's face that looked reddened, only this time she saw her daughter looking at a man with a look like that, because if she noticed, she looked at her daughter, his daughter was like she had never been interested or even intended to approach a man.

''Shouldn't we take him to the hospital? the wounds on his body look pretty bad?'' said the mother as she walked following Adel out of the room.

''If we take him to the hospital, where can we get the money for his treatment? the money from my sale alone will not be enough for the cost of his treatment to the hospital, Adel sat on the porch of the house, then mom followed and sat next to him.

''Then what will we do? will it be left like that? if he died here how?'' ask the mother with an anxious face.

Adel was silent.

'' We shouldn't have brought him here, just now, '' Adel was sorry.

Shortly afterwards, the sound of doors opening from inside the house.

Chequek...

Adel and mother turned around and looked inside. It turned out that the man they had helped earlier had regained consciousness, and was now walking, approaching them with footsteps that seemed to stagger while holding his head with both hands.

Adel and his mother stood up and approached, Adel's hands immediately grabbed the man's body when he was about to fall on the floor.

''Where am I? and who are you?'' asked the man by looking at Adel's face and also the mother.

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