Outside it was raining heavily. Water splashed on Vanya's bedroom window. The sound of the wind hit, making the klutuk guava tree lean to and fro. It was half an hour ago that Vanya fell asleep. Complete with roller skates on his feet.
Tick, tick, tick. Suddenly there were drops of water falling from the leaking ceiling. It fell right into Vanya's mouth. Sambi! Keeping her eyes closed, Vanyaga slowly opened her mouth. Until the drops of water fell right in his mouth. Thank God, Vanyaga thought, if the good fortune doesn't go anywhere...
"Vanya!!!" Mami's shout made Vanya widen her eyes. "You drank rainwater, didn't you?"
Vanya looked at her mother who had just appeared at the door. Surprisingly, this creature always disturbs the peace everywhere.
"It wasn't Vanya's will. It was her own fault that the rain fell right in Vanya's mouth. Vanya was the one who slept here first," defended Vanya.
"Ah, an excuse. Still breaking the fast. See, there, your friend called."
"Just say you're sleeping." Vanya pulled the blanket and moved to her stomach.
"That's fine. It's a lie, it's cancelled. Mami doesn't want to cancel it."
"But Vanya was sleeping just now, right?" Vanya said irritably.
"Yes, I was. You're awake now. Go answer your friend's phone," said Mami as she walked away.
Annoyed, Vanyaga got up. He glanced at the clock. It's still two o'clock. Wow, sunset is still a long time away. My stomach has been grumbling since earlier. By sleeping, he hoped that time would pass quickly. But Mami cruelly kept him awake. What a shame. Just watch out if Mami sleeps. But when Vanya left the room and slid slowly on her roller skates, she faintly heard Mami's voice singing. Vanya immediately shook her head. Because last birthday, Dad gave me a gift. karaoke prize, every day Mami waits for the drum while laughing in front of the mike. Even though his voice was like Donald Duck, it caused protests among Kompas readers from neighbors on the left and right who felt disturbed. But Mami is indifferent.
And this time Mami is singing the song First Love. The intro hasn't started yet, Mami has already stepped on the gas.
"Hello, Vanyaga, huh? How come it's taking so long?" Vienna's voice was immediately heard as soon as Vanya picked up the phone.
"Oh, you know, Win. What's wrong?" Vanya responded lazily.
"Eh, who was that singing earlier, anyway?"
"Which one? Nobody's singing," Vanya tried to cover it up.
"Ah, but it sounded like there was a voice..."
"Oh, that's the sound of an egg beater," said Vanya casually. "Mommy is making cheesecake for Eid."
"Oh yes, Vanya. I asked, so don't we make a parcel?"
"What about you yourself? You said you could borrow the capital for the ingredients from your mother. Your mother just got a credit card."
"That's it, Vanya. You can't use Nyokap's credit card."
"Why ?"
"That's because Mama and Mama's credit card was laminated! That means it won't get damaged quickly. Hihihi..."
"Ha?" Vanya immediately giggled. "Oh, there are so many mothers nowadays. It's really tacky, isn't it, Win?"
"So what, Vanya? So don't we do a parcel business? The profits are quite good, you can buy Eid clothes."
"Wow, I don't have any money, Win. My savings are for an English course."
"You can ask your father for courses."
"That stingy papa? What can you expect from him? When I told him to take a course, he said he told me to just watch TPI. There are English lessons. So you can save money. Wow, when can you learn from TPI?"
"...it's my first love, what I'm dreaming of...," suddenly Mami's voice sounded shrill in the middle of the two girls' conversation.
"Mommy!" Vanya screamed. "The singing... eh, turn off the egg beater first, doooong!"
"So what, Vanya?" chase Vienna.
Vanya thought for a moment. "Never mind. Just come here. We'll talk here."
When Vienna arrived, Vanyaga was already waiting outside wearing her raincoat. Vanya jogged to the yellow Wonder which was parked right near the klutuk guava tree. Vienna opened the door.
"Where are we going straight away, Vanya?"
"I've decided, we'll just use our own capital. Your savings plus mine. My course is still a long time away. Who knows, and with the profits, our money will increase."
"That's fine. Let's go to the bank, shall we?"
"Yes. Where is the nearest ATM?"
"Just Queen Plaza, Vanya."
They both drove towards the main road. Meanwhile the rain was still falling heavily.
***
While propping her chin and lying on her stomach on the carpet, Vanyaga tapped the pencil on her head and nodded slowly. Sign of thinking hard. In front of him, papers full of scribbles were scattered here and there.
"Well, this one has a nice design, Vanya!" Wina exclaimed, lying on her stomach on the carpet and holding out the design she had just made.
But Vanya refused without even turning around, "Ah, that's still not enough."
"Yeah, but look first, bro!" Vienna protested angrily.
"If I say it's not enough, why look at it again?" Vanya refused and remained adamant.
Wina finally just kept quiet. Annoyed. And Vanya is still busy oratorate.
This afternoon Vanya and Wina were busy making designs for parcel order flyers. The plan is that the flyers will be distributed to neighbors around Vanya's house, and on Radio Ga Ga. Especially for young people. Who knows, from neighbors right and left, someone might order a parcel from Vanya. If you live in neighboring Vienna, your hopes are slim, because most people are gedongan. So you won't want to order a cheap parcel like the one Vanya makes. And the capital can also be very large. That's why Vienna stayed overnight to work on parcels at Vanya's house. To make it different from the others, and to make it look fresh, Vanyaga and Wina deliberately made fruit parcels. Oranges, grapes, apples, and some also use durian. All export quality. Not bad, it's okay, Dad has already ordered one.
"How much did you order, Dad?" Vanya asked
"What's the cheapest?"
"The fifteen thousand is there."
"What about five thousand?"
"There is. But it contains fruits that are not attractive to eat. For example eggplant, lobilobi, lyre, gohok, persimmon, buni fruit, onions, candlenuts..."
"Wow, boss, Papi, how do you like fruit like that?"
"That's why. Order the expensive one. The one containing Canadian grapes, sunkist oranges, red apples. Guaranteed to satisfy."
"But Papi gets a deduction, right?"
"Wow, family is family. But business is still business. You can't do that, Pi. There's not enough capital. Do you want to order or not, Pi?"
"Is it possible to pay in installments, Vanya?"
"No!" Vanya answered firmly.
"Or what if Dad comes to help wrap the parcel...?"
"Still no deductions!"
Papa scratched his head. Frustrated "Yeah, that's all."
"But that price doesn't include shipping costs, you know, Pi."
"Ha?"
Vanya is busy with work again. It didn't matter that Papi protested strongly against Vanya's indiscretion. Meanwhile, Wina has been trying hard to contribute ideas so that the flyer can be finished.
"What if we use a photo of Saddam Hussein in the top right corner, to make it interesting?" Vienna offered.
Vanya is indifferent.
"Or do we include a ten thousand note in each leaflet?"
Still no answer.
"Or these, these leaflets we..."
Pletok! Before Wina finished her words, Vanyaga immediately smashed a pencil into her forehead. Wina grimaced in pain, rubbing her forehead.
Two hours later, Vanyaga finished the design, with the help of the computer in the reading room. Just print as many flyers as possible, to be distributed that afternoon.
The content is quite short:
Eh, do you want to make your girlfriend and future in-laws happy ahead of this Eid? Order a Parcel to OL & WIN Productions. Peaceful prices (really in the Gulf?), you can ask the shop next door. Ranges between IDR 15,000 to IDR 50,000. Made
from fresh fruit with neat and attractive packaging. Ordered in the morning, delivered in the afternoon. Arrived in the afternoon, ordered in the morning. Come on, don't regret it, young people. Eid is only a week away, supplies are limited. Don't let your boyfriend break up because you didn't send him a parcel..
Then in the right and left corners, caricatures of Vanya and Vienna are depicted.
Then the two children started taking to the street, door to door distributing leaflets. To be quick, both of them wear roller skates. Wina, who had never been able to roller skate before, held tightly to Vanya's hip.
Just passing by Andi's house, Vanyaga's really cool neighbor who is good at playing basketball. and Vienna was a little confused. The problem was that Andi was right in front of the garage, throwing basketballs into the basketball hoop. Drenched in sweat, and bare chested. Its cool body looks shiny and shiny in the evening sun.
"Hello, Vanyaga. Where are you from?" Andi asked while dribbling the ball.
"Eh, here, Di. Please distribute the flyers," Vanya immediately handed over a piece of paper. Andi read.
"Do you want to order it, Di?'
Andi nodded. "That's interesting too. I'll order fifty thousand."
Vanya's face immediately brightened. "Win, write it down straight away!"
Then Andi asked him to sit on the terrace. "Sorry, I'll put on clothes first."
"Eh, no need. That's fine...," said Wina spontaneously.
Vanya immediately kicked Vienna in the shin. "Ouch!" . "
"This is Di. My friend. Her name is Wina."
"Oh."
Andi and Wina shook hands.
While Wina was filling out the order list, Vanyaga made small talk, "Aren't you tired, Di, are you fasting and fasting at basketball practice?"
"No. It's not bad while waiting for the drum. Is it true that when you're fighting fasting all your activities come to a standstill?"
Vienna finished taking notes.
"That's all for now, Ndi. Thank you for ordering. Surely your girlfriend will be happy to receive the parcel from you."
"Hopefully," Andi smiled.
"Oh yes, the delivery will be tomorrow afternoon, right? Because I'll be shopping in the morning."
"Okay."
Vanya and Wina headed to their final destination, Radio Ga Ga.
***
But in the morning Vanya and Wina were shocked to death when Mami told them that out front there was a list of orders piling up from neighbors right and left. Some asked to be sent tomorrow, some asked to be sent in two days. Haven't had a call from Radio Ga Ga yet. Anyway, there are lots of them. Until Vanya and Vienna were confused themselves.
"Wow, how's it going, Vanya?" asked Vienna confused.
"Yeah, right? We don't have enough capital. You can borrow it from your mother. Who knows, the credit card isn't laminated anymore. I'm also going to look for a loan on the radio. I'll broadcast in the afternoon."
Finally, with Mami's nodding, with the threat that if she didn't give it, the karaoke would be secretly sold, along with the children's nodding for radio, the capital was collected. Plus capital from Wina's mother. Throughout the afternoon, they shopped at the fruit market. Look for the cheapest. They also bought rattan baskets, plastic gifts, and decorations such as tiny ketupat made of gold paper and rolls of colorful paper. Rest for a while, then it's night for them
staying up late to finish the parcels. Understandably, Eid is only a week away. So it's not surprising that there are so many orders.
***
That day some parcels had to be sent. Vanya and Vienna with sleepy eyes, pacing back and forth with their yellow Wonder. The clock shows twelve noon. My stomach felt very rumbling.
One by one the parcels were successfully sent to the ordering address. The only thing that makes them enthusiastic is the big profits they will receive. Not bad for buying Lebran clothes. Until the last parcel, it was Andi's order.
"Come on, come in, Vanya," said Andi friendly.
"Yes," Vanya answered nervously. Then Vienna sat down in the cool and air-conditioned living room.
"Just a moment, okay? I'll get the money first."
Andi went inside. Vanya and Vienna looked at each other.
"CoVanya, huh, Vanya?"
It didn't take long for Andi to come out. While handing over the money. "Thank you, Vanya, Win."
"Kitakita, thank you too," Vanya accepted with shaking hands.
"Just count it first. Who knows, maybe it's not enough," suggested Andi.
"Ah, believe me, come on. Let's go back first, Di. Let's make another order."
"So diligent, yuck. A lot of people ordered, huh?"
"Not bad. There are about 30 seeds."
"Wow, that's great. I'll join next year, okay?"
"Yes. Excuse me, okay?"
"Be careful on the road. Don't speed," Andi gave attention.
Wow, that's cool. The two children went straight to the market again. Some of the money they received that day was spent to make the next parcel.
When we got home, Papi was already holding him.
"Where's Papa's parcel?"
"Wow, sorry, Pi. I sent it to the radio boy earlier."
"Well, how is it? Right, Papa..."
"It's easy, Dad. You can do it any time," said Vanya nonchalantly.
***
That day all orders. parcels, except for those ordered by Papa, have been sent. Vanya lay helpless in her room. Wina has been home since yesterday, because she misses her mother. The profits they receive are quite large. Just enough to buy cool new clothes and cakes for Eid. Vanya's face looked pale because she could barely sleep.
Toktoktok! The bedroom door was knocked.
"Who ?"
"It's Papi, Vanya," Papi's voice sounded softly outside.
"What's wrong, Pi?"
"Papa wants to ask, is your parcel order ready yet?"
"Oh, what's up with Papa? Vanya's really tired. Later, if Vanya remembers, I'll definitely make something of it."
"But there's a parcel out here for you, Vanya. Just give it to Papa, okay?"
Vanya jumped. Parcel delivery? From whom, huh? Vanya hurriedly headed for the door.
"Where, Pi?"
In Papi's hand was a parcel of fresh fruit with packaging that tasted familiar to Vanya. Yes, I think that parcel is what Vanya made. But who sent it?
Vienna? Oh, no.
Vanya was shocked to death when she read the piece of paper stuck to it:
Make sweet Vanya.
Happy Eid, huh?
From Andi with love.
Vanya's heart immediately felt coVanya, as if it had been doused with rainwater. The fatigue he felt seemed to be the same. Vanya was stunned.
For some reason, today Mami's voice sounded melodious when she sang a song
First Love....
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