The Beginning of a Famous Writer
Ideas and Hobbies

"Well, how else, I still have no work, while we really don't have any money anymore. I've just been paying Rey's school monthly fee." I finished praying and prepared to go to sleep.

"That's bund, dad's confused too. Oh yes this is a bundle, the percentages of that bang Doni." Say husband while taking five pieces of money hundreds and one sheet of money twenty thousand.

"Yes, what can we do with this kind of money?" My words are not excited.

"Bund, I actually have a plan."

"What plan?" I answered a little curious.

"How about this money we just make the capital of the sale of pastries,"

"Where do we want to sell?"

"Yes, we just leave it at the stall of the old man bund, and if the mother is willing to take it to the mother's school, the mother used to bring cake to school, right?" Husband hesitated a little.

Maybe doubt I'd be offended because he gave me the idea to bring sales to school. I thought for a moment. Actually lazy to also bring merchandise to school, have brought children to school, bring merchandise too, yes but want how, where know my income there. I finally agreed with the idea of my husband.

"May ya, but I have to help you make the cake!"

"Yes obviously dong mother dear. let alone help make a cake for our efforts, during this time the father often helps the mother work homework as well." He said with a mocking glance.

"Hehe yeah well yeah, too" I blushed in embarrassment.

Indeed, as long as we are married, the husband helps each other if again at home, sometimes help bathe children, sometimes if the children are more behavior and do not want to shower with his father, sometimes if the child is more child, then his father will take the position of doing homework, such as sweeping.

"Keep bund, you still have plans?" But.." said the husband stopped.

"What plan? How not to be followed?"

"Daddy wants to try also ornamental fish livestock, in addition to channeling hobbies, where we know there is sustenance is also insulted, besides also because the father who has not had a permanent job, but also because he does not have a permanent job, so a lot of time is just wasted. That's why I think about it. But we need a capital bundle, while our money is no more, except that one." While pointing to the row of percent money earlier, which has been planned for the capital of the sale of pastries.

"Dad, sure of the effort?"

"Yes must be convinced bund, because every effort, must be based on confidence, otherwise all will be in vain."

I thought for a moment too. True also, every effort will definitely reap results, success does not depend on each other's sustenance, the important thing is we try, pray and be sure first.

"Well, we still have this wedding ring." As I pointed at the ring that was ringing sweetly on my finger.

"But bund.." he said hesitantly.

"For that effort, how much capital do you need?"

"Actually the capital is not much, for the location we already have, we can use this home page only, well we just buy for the equipment."

"But bund, it's our wedding ring, we better not sacrifice it." Suami refused.

"Dad..this would not work what, if it were still circular here, while we are having difficulties, would not our loyalty be proof of anything, beyond anything, compared to this ring staying circular here? Just use it, easy to ease with the efforts of the father later can replace more than this well." I still convinced my husband.

As long as we were married, we tried to do it ourselves. Never hang asking for capital to anyone. Unless the husband is involved in helping the mama kemaaren cake business. Even we have been in debt to start a business, but the end still leaves disappointed.

Luckily there is still a mama cake business, at least there is still income from there because the husband who helped manage it. And now there's nothing else we'll count on, while the cost is getting bigger, if it's all hung on my paycheck, it's definitely not going to be met. To ask for and rely on our parents or in-laws, that is not at all our type.

"Well, accept it, take it tomorrow to the market, and make it capital! Let's re-same from the beginning." I went back to persuading.

"Sincere mother?"

"If it's not sincere, there's no way he's out of here either." I said while pointing at the right ring finger that was plain.

"Alright bund, thank you, mother is still loyal, and still accompany father despite many times experiencing adversity.

Right said husband. I don't know how many times we've had a slump, ordeal, tricked, the last one almost caught up by Doni's manipulation. I don't know. I don't know what God's plan is behind all this.

***

Morning until evening I devoted myself to school, while my husband finished delivering our homemade cake to the stall to be left, after which he will dwell in the cultivation of ornamental fish.

After school, a moment of rest, then we will continue with the dough cake batter, which will give us a little money to spend in order to fulfill our daily lives. Sometimes enough, sometimes excessive, even not infrequently also sometimes we lack. But that is the art of life. We enjoy without complaining and bothering others.

I who remain faithful to continue my work in the online application application, always leaving an hour or two every night to keep working, I always try to be able to every day update a new CHAPTER, and I always try to keep working, even if it is only one CHAPTER.

Sometimes because of busy with cakes until late at night, I still leave time to write. And the next morning had to wake up early to wrap the cake that had been cooked last night. We didn't wrap it up last night, because it's still hot.

I no longer think about how much income I earn in writing. Focus, I'll try first. One day my story will find its audience, later, tomorrow, I don't know.

All the work we do, all are our hobbies and ideals. I who have since held the status of a student have patrolled my mind into an educator.

While the husband is aspiring to have his own business. A husband who has never liked working with anyone. According to him let us be the head of an anchovy, rather than being the tail of a whale, no matter how big we are, but we are still behind aka working under the orders of others.

And why do I say hobby? Yes, making cakes and writing is my hobby from small, and my husband is also his hobby in raising ornamental fish.

Like fishing, we sprinkle the best bait first. While persevering with it, we wait for which bait will provide its sustenance for us.

"May all the bait be bund, and we succeed in all." Said the husband in between the eyes that have been almost closed due to an attack of extraordinary sleepiness.

"Aamiin's." My words assure the husband's prayer.

I'm done with a chapter of writing. Immediately crumble and soft snoring sahutan, a sign we are all late in their respective dreamland.