when my patience makes me successful
part 21 - friend taste girlfriend

5 years later..

not felt, it's been five years.

a house that can be fairly good, not great times, but if you look at a glance the house looks shady to live in. surely the residents of the house will feel at home for a long time in there.

the door of the house opened, out came a woman whose face seemed to smile happily.

"When you wait, baby, this is your stock to miss" said a middle-aged woman.

the one called woman stopped her steps, then turned to face the woman.

"yes aunt, Kila wait in front of here."

Yes she was Kila, whereas the middle-aged woman was her aunt.

Not long after, aunt Kila came to approach her on the porch of the house.

"this is your lunch, don't forget to eat" said his aunt.

"thank you bi, aunty is very good, every day uda ready to provide for Kila."

her aunt smiled, "yes, I love you."

then Kila said goodbye to her aunt, then left.

**********

- Kila.

The woman who used to be in her High School is always in hin*, in ridicule, now has become a successful person. Even his appearance can be said to be good.

"thank you sir, here's the fare" Kila told the taxi driver she was riding with.

"sama-sama mbak. mari." said the taxi man, then go .

Kila walked towards the store that had been established for the past 4 years. After graduating high school, Kila was taken over by her aunt, or can be said her aunt is the sister-in-law of her late mother Kila and Kila was already deket same aunt this.

Kila modali same aunty rather can develop a business basreng that has been pursued his High School first with Lusi.

Now, Kila has her own shop.

While his best friend Lusi, since graduating high school, he moved to Jakarta, followed his mom and dad.

"eeh mbak Kila has come this early in the morning." said one of the employees who worked in his store.

Kila showed me a row of white teeth.

"Dad here, suddenly want to come in the morning, all of you help me, hehe" he said.

"can kok mbak. ayok mbak enter." invite employee Kila.

******

Elsewhere, after 5 years of not getting word from his son, an old man sat pensively on the porch of his house.

"ni mas, his breakfast, which is just fried tempeh, can not buy fish" replied the woman ketus.

"it's okay deck, with this only mas also been happy" said the old man who was none other than his father Kila. And the woman who gave her food earlier was Kila's stepmother.

"eat him dong, not at home. We're gonna eat what we're wearing!"

mr. Kila breathed his breath slowly. "yes later after eating, mas will find a new job."

"haa, dong mas. Oh, I want to go in first. Don't forget to wash the dishes yourself. I'm tired" she said and left her father Kila.

Mr. Kila looked at the departure of his first wife. His late second wife (aka his mama Kila) never once yelled at him let alone said rudely to him. Now his first wife treats him like this.

since the incident 8 months ago Mr. Kila was hit by a car that passed suddenly, and his leg had to be injured, that's why Mr. Kila had to stop working for a while.

********

"Nilam." call Kila who's sitting at the cashier's desk.

"yes, what's wrong?" he asked when he got in front of Kila.

"this is, you do not want to go out with Yogi to make a package between his basreng. You please handle his store, later helped also the other" said Kila explained.

"okay mbak, ready." Answer Nilam with a hand that is like giving respect.

Kila who saw Nilam like that just chuckled amusedly at him.

After Yogi finished lifting some of his basreng packs into the car, Kila got in and they left together.

"so much fun yes mbak Kila same mas Yogi" said Nilam on Citra-friends one of his work.

"yes, especially mas Yogi looks very sincere same mbak Kila, nerima lack mbak Kila. But unfortunately, until now mas Yogi has not dared to express his feelings." said Citra.

"we pray for the best for Kila as well as Yogi" said Nilam. Then spoken aamiin by the image.

******

the atmosphere in the car was silent, there was no small talk at all.

Kila who prefers to focus on her phone while Yogi focuses on the streets that pass her.

But every now and then Yogi steals a look at Kila. For her Kila figure is an independent woman despite her limitations.

"ee-em Yog, is it still far away?" ask Kila suddenly.

Yogi who felt his name was called immediately turned his head towards Kila.

with a smile Yogi replied, "no kil, 10 more minutes we arrive." replied Yogi.

"ohh okay Yog."

After that there was no more conversation between them, until they arrived at the post office to send their basreng order

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