Iddah
Chapter 13

After the Maghrib prayers in Mushola I forced the children to go home. They must answer my curiosity. While Mr. Dave chatted with Karyo and Lek Sugeng. Actually, I was a bit surprised why the other residents did not pray at the mosque.just mas Karyo and lek Sugeng. Is it because it is still a pandemic?

"OK.. now I want to see the purchase notes of these items, who brought... Bagas what Yoga."

"Mrs. Dave" they answered at the same time

"Mrs. Dave?... How come?"

"Look this buk. earlier the shop was not accepting cash. Dave helped pay it with the debit. But we have tuker kok buk according to the amount in the note. five million three hundred for the same computer printer. Keep fitting out, it turns out that beside the computer store there is a machine shop - sewing machines. yes we have been fun to see the price first. eehh. Dave has chosen it. he said it's complete and affordable, only one and a half million."

"Try you check le... in the online store what is the price of this type of machine?"

"Hushy why?" Yoga is astonished.

"Try the check first"

"This is the price of three million more yes buk." said Bagas.

"Well that is. Now you meet Mr. Dave.. ask the price of the sewing machine how much you continue to love its shortcomings. Not good with Mr. Dave..."

"Later buk..all prayers isa .. now I want to eat first ah buk..."

"It is you who are. he said it was a snack.."

"Emang already buk snack, but empek - empek.it is his name has not eaten buk... "

"Let's Fat I help you." said Yoga as he passed into the kitchen following Fatimah.

Well that's it. All activities in this house are centered in the middle room. It's like a multipurpose room. Yes, the family room, dining room, living room, even the bedroom, because since the time Win died, children prefer to sleep together here even if only on a mat.

Just starting to eat suddenly - it was raining heavily even accompanied by thunderous lightning. "Oh Allah.g Win was there alone rained and cold." I don't feel my tears flowing back.

"Why busy?" fatimah asked while hugging me

"I'm busy remembering your father.he rained hard.pity..."

Yoga bagas also hugged me. "Haven't be like this... You are calm there. Tomorrow morning I will see the tomb of the father easily - hopefully do not sink. Now we eat ya..." We ate in silence,

Because of the heavy rain tonight then the plan to meet Mr. Dave to ask about the price of the sewing machine failed, the same Bagas Yoga plan that he said wanted to practice nyopir also failed.

"Buk, the sewing machine will be placed where, let Bagas install. Put on the table in the Yoga room, just buk, I think it fits."

"Where it is, what is under the window just let it not be dark."

"Yes really buk, means his long chair was moved."

"Yes moved to the terrace only le. raised the same Yoga there..."

After sliding there, slide here push there push here. Finally the sewing machine is installed neatly and ready to use, just need plus lights to be brighter understand the old eye.