The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 17

Airin immediately ran and opened the room to see what was going on.

"What's Mil?" airin asked with a panicked look on his face.

"This is Ringga bedwetting, ah so wet all my clothes, you forget to wear diapers?" said Milea, then move the Ringga to the carpet and pull the bed sheet until it is separated from the springbed.

"Ah yes sorry I forgot Mil," said Airin then immediately take off his son's clothes and replace them with clean ones. The sound of crying babies echoed in the room, Airin immediately calmed his son, while Milea went to take a bath because she could not stand the smell of Raja.

After her son's cries stopped, Airin quickly prepared her wares before the dawn prayer was heard. Airin wrapped the vegetables from 1 am in the cooking, then cut the lontong to several parts and arranged in a styrofoam. After Milea came out of the bathroom, Airin took a shower and immediately prayed at dawn.

Some prayers were offered by Airin this morning, one of which was so that the merchandise was sold so that it had money to buy daily necessities.

"Mil, I'm going to sell first. Thank you for taking care of my son. I say goodbye, assalamualaikum, " said Airin, carrying a woven bag on the side of his left right hand.

"Yes Rin, may the practice "reply Milea, holding the Ringga in her lap.

Slowly, Airin steps down the stairs, while his mouth does not stop saying prayers, the feeling of pounding and also awkward felt. After coming out of the fence, Airin breathed and deflated repeatedly until relieved. Some people have gone to the market, Airin put on a smiley face.

"Greens, vegetables, still warm," Airin's voice accompanied his steps to the highway. Slowly at first, then harder. Occasionally stopping while shouting to sell his merchandise, then when still quiet Airin tried to walk again around the market while continuing to offer his vegetable pennies to some people who then went shopping in the market.

"How much neng?" asked the middle-aged man sitting in a rickshaw. Airin looked up and smiled.

"Ten thousand, mang," replied Airin while removing one styrofoam from the bag.

"Well, there are seven thousand neng in the bag" said the man.

"It's okay, mang." Reply Airin then gave the food to Amang rickshaw and won seven thousand. Airin smiled with this little happiness.

'Alhamdulillah, ' Inner Airin then fold the money put in a plastic bag.

Airin went around again peddling vegetable porridge to get into the alleys and other alleys, because when at the market it turns out many people who prefer to enjoy chicken porridge in the morning rather than vegetable porridge.

'New practice of three, O Allah make it easy, ' Inner Airin stepped, down the road. To be able to breathe a sigh of relief at least Airin had to sell 12, in order to have a small profit.

The sun began to rise and slowly the clouds were already bright white. Airin sat leaning in front of the terrace of the clothes shop that was still closed. His mouth had not stopped shouting at his trade. Some people pass by just out of curiosity, after knowing what Airin is selling, all turn around and say no.

Airin started to get a little tired, his voice almost gone already 3 hours yelling 'greens spout'. Seeing the owner of the clothing store has arrived, Airin stepped aside and intended to go home to the boarding house. Only 7 are sold, still the remaining 13 styrofoam containing lontong and vegetables.

The market janitor was also crowded in front of the market, asking the suburban sellers to leave immediately. Passing through the shoe store that was once his workplace, there was a longing to work again at the store. However, with her current situation as a Mother was extremely difficult. If you want to leave the Ringga, Airin is the same as the work of rodi in the store. The salary in the store is not much.

Airin climbed up the stairs to the boarding room in a lethargic manner, then sat down in front of the room for a moment to calm down before opening the door.

"You're home?" milea asked, as she opened the door.

Airin looked at Milea and a feeling of sadness began to arise. Airin felt that it was only troublesome that Milea was too kind to him.

'Did I just go home and ask Father for forgiveness, ' Inner Airin was loud, as she stared at Ringga in Milea's arms.

"A little Mil, how is this? For the return capital does not exist," said Airin.

"Yes how else, later the rest I bring, I offer to the back shops when leaving for work" said Milea smiling.

Airin felt haru with Milea's words, then took over the Ringga in Milea's lap so that Milea could prepare to leave for work.

After Milea changed clothes, Milea arranged Airin merchandise in one bag so as not to carry too many items. Airin helped Milea prepare.

"Mil, I'm sorry. For one year we were friends, only the hardship I shared with you" said Airin, then cried.

"It's okay. Later if happy don't forget me." replied Milea with a smile, then got up and brought a bag containing merchandise down the stairs. Airin was only able to pray in the boarding room, hoping for a miracle to come and the trade that Milea brought, at least she had nothing to lose.

Airin daily in the boarding room, looking after Ringga, cleaning the boarding room and also washing Milea's clothes. At least this is all Airin can do to repay Milea's kindness to her.

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The night began to arrive, there was a feeling of a little calm when Milea said the trade was selling 5, the rest was divided into rickshaws that lined up in front of the market for fear that if too long the vegetables would smell and waste, Airin meng 'yes' said Milea, at least there is extra money and not too much loss.

Airin also thought back to continue selling vegetables, because it seemed less desirable. Airin opened social media and find out the food that is being favored and liked by people today.

Some types of wet cakes became the highlight of Airin and began to record them one by one on paper for which material consideration Airin will make.

"Good night, Mother Airin," said a person standing right in front of Airin who was focusing on taking notes. Airin looked up and smiled to see Melia's joke showing a heavy male voice that had made Airin surprised.

"It's Bu Airin's money," added Milea, thrusting money toward Airin. Airin grabbed it with sparkling eyes.

"That's been booby?" milea asked, looking towards the room.

"Yes, thank you Mil, how does Mil taste?" tanya Airin asked for a correction from Milea about her cooking.

"Remain" replied Milea.

Airin turned his head and pouted with an unclear answer.

"For Rin's fair price, are you selling again tomorrow?" ask Milea and sit next to Airin.

"No, I want another sale" Airin replied, showing Milea his note.

"Huh, this much," said Milea surprised to see a row of names of cakes.

"Not only three types that I choose," said Airin.

Tech .., tech ..., tech …. The sound of footsteps stopped Airin and Milea turned her head. And the faces of the two of them turned panicked.