
"Sorry mommy well want our dinner just tempe fried same vegetables clear doang, because the money has partly paid for our rent"
"yes buk, it doesn't matter what cuisine is important to eat.but I'm sure I'm grateful for what else the mother who cooked hehehe." Pinky said after that she chewed another mouthful of rice into her mouth.
"Just try your father is still with us, son, surely our lives will not be as difficult
It's." Pinky's mother complained.
Seeing this, Pinky immediately drank a glass of water. He clasped his mother's fingers.
"Mom don't talk about it dong, then get daddy up there. If you want Pinky to help you make money."
"How many times do you have to say to me, son, you have to focus on school first so let me make money for you."
"if I'm not allowed to do any work if I help our guava juice sales mother in my school, I guarantee a lot of people who buy what else mom-made guava juice is very tasty and fresh."
"no! it's the same as disrupting your learning concentration, so I still disagree."
"Not dong buk later on the sale of the mother will I entrust in the school cafeteria, come on buk please this time, please allow me to help mother."
"hmm yaudah if that's your wish then mom can do anything else."
"yes, I agree."
"hmm yes I agree." said Pinky's mother steady.
The girl was happy and hugged her mother.
"Make Pinky's beloved mother."
"Yes, don't let's finish that food let's get fat."
"Bad kok buk, don't nyampe dong"
Mr. Raymon is currently in his room, he tenga tinkering with his laptop while waiting for a message from someone and after 20 minutes waiting for a notification from someone he was waiting for appeared.
Someone sent a picture message and where the picture is there is a family that is so happy smiling. A couple and a daughter about 7 years old well Mr. Raymon know the family, especially the husband of the woman however much he owes his life. If it wasn't the husband of that woman who saved her it would be less likely if she were in this world. Moreover, Mr. Raymon was very guilty when the husband of the woman breathed his last to save his life. However, he must repay all these services through his wife and child.
Mr. Raymon is one of the richest people in the city of J he is a major major major shareholder of the Big Diamon company.From the start of Diamon Bintang Classic Hotel, Big Diamon Mall, Caffe Big Diamon, and so on.
Regan is the only child of Mr. Raymon and his wife Sekar who died when Regan was 8 years old. For 8 years Regan in foster care and taken care of by Bik Dira until the age of adulthood, because Bik Dira has been very trustworthy in his work performance
Regan was really upset tonight
He recalled how his papa was like defending that cute girl and not himself many times he bounced a basketball on the wall of his room with a strong reflection.
"Awas aja later, I will not ngebiarin the cupu girl lived quietly in that school and I will make him sawn what he has done, chi aja later."
"you Bawak 10 bottles first well later if it has sold out you approach the sale."
"hmm ready to open, prayer in aja may well be done yah buk."
"Amin yes it's definitely doain's mother."
''If so, I went to school first, it was not assalamualaikum."
"waalaikumsalam."
it seems like the road to school so many puddles of water seemed to rain last night was really heavy, so he had to walk slowly while carrying a basket of guava juice.
Suddenly a black sports car speeding up almost grazed himself on foot, but because Pinky could not hold his weight he also yelled and fell in the puddle.
"Awk., hurts." His voice grimaced in pain as if his elbows were slightly scratched, how else did his whiteness increase when he saw his alkaline condition especially the saddest of all the dirty guava juice bottles all.
The owner of the luxury car stopped and he just lowered his head from the car glass.
"The rain is delicious! remember I will not be able to stay in this school!" She belittled Pinky while giving a thumbs-up.
"Regan.." - Pinky quietly. After that, Regan's car slowly moved away from Pinky.
"He's why! So the dendeman really, not tired what ngerjain I mulu. Hicks.,"