Enough
Chapter 8's

"Alright" said Tari, he took Caira to the kitchen. "The stove and gas are not yet installed, so we have to install it first."

"No problem I can do it." Caira excitedly opened the plastic seal on the gas cylinder, then he installed a rubber or rubber seal that serves to close the gas cylinder when installed on the regulator so as not to leak.

Dari seems surprised to see the shrewdness of the beautiful woman, he had thought that Caira would only be a spoiled cook, but apparently not at all, even when his expensive clothes were smudged by dust stains from the gas canister on the pair, Caira seemed unconcerned.

"What's your target for this cafe?"

Dari remembered the words of her mother a few moments ago, 'Tari, just make this cafe the most cool hangout place seJakarta.' Smiling dance "The coolest place to hang out."

"Wow that's great, then do you have a business plan?" Caira turned the key lever black 180 degrees to the right.

"While I made it." Dari did not want to say if he had just obtained a master's degree in business administration, because it sounded a little arrogant.

"Just tell me if you need my help, I'm in business." Caira began to try to turn on the stove, she seemed very excited when she saw the stove that had been installed successfully lit.

"When to cook an omelet the most delicious pasture meal!!!" he exuberantly exclaimed.

"In the meantime, the egg's still in the crate." Dari turned to look for the crate of eggs that he had stored in the morning under the table, but it seemed that the egg crate was moved by the person who renovated the cafe. "I guess it's still here this morning?"

Dance, maybe there?" Caira pointed towards the pile of crates that was in the corner of the kitchen.

'Isshh... Why is it this tall?'' in Inner Dance, he climbed up the chair to move the crates that closed the crates that contained the eggs.

Perhaps the purpose of the workers put in the place, so as not to be exposed to dust and paint, besides the egg only contains half so it will not break if stacked with unused crates.

Dance lifted the 2 piles of empty chests at once, but apparently one of the crates started to shake, she tried to grab a handle to maintain balance, but the crates collapsed and hit her.

When Tari fell her legs bent in the wrong direction and followed with a sting of pain that spread all over her legs to the fingers.

Caira put the frying pan she took from the shelf on the stove she had turned off, she then ran over to Dari. "Dance!!" yells. "Oh my God, are you okay?"

Dari got up to sit on a chair, but he did not dare to concentrate his weight on his sore legs. "My ankle hurts a lot."

Caira rushes off her shoes, then she takes her phone out of her pocket. He started calling one number, then looked up at Tari "Is the fridge already on ice?" ask Caira.

Dance shook her head.

"I guessed it." he said. He turned on the loudspeaker on his handpho then put it on the floor, while his hands rolled up Dance trousers.

Dance grimaced, but not because she was sick, but she could not believe that she was this stupid. He thought that if his leg was broken, then he had just spent all of his inheritance to buy and renovate the place.

"Yess love," a friendly voice rang out from the phone. "Where are you, baby?"

Caira cleared her throat, then "At work. Honey, I need....."

The man cut off Caira's words. "At work? It's a shame you don't have a job!"

Caira shook her head. "Honey. Hear that!! This is a very urgent situation. My boss's leg may have been sprained or broken. Please come here, bring me some ice cubes for....."

The man cut back and laughed out loud. "Boss? My dear you don't have a job, and you never work either."

Caira rolled her eyeballs. "Mas Gala, I'm serious. It's an emergency!!!"

"Okay, baby, where are you now?"

"Ready dear." the man turned off his phone.

Caira's back in her phone. "I'll wait for my husband and brother outside, you okay here alone?"

Dance nodded.

"Okay, if that's what I'm staying for." Caira pushed Tari's shoulder until she leaned back, then she ran outside waiting for her husband and brother.

Dari feels her new employee looks more like a boss, and she is a bit scared of him. He waited for about ten minutes, until finally the sound of the door opened

"Geez, what the hell is this?" exclaims a man's voice. "why are you alone in this messy building?"

Dance heard Caira say. "My boss is in the back."

Caira steps in followed by a man wearing a masked Tuxedo costume one of Sailor Moon's animated cartoon figures. The man was tall, a little thin but very handsome and had clean skin. And he held a bag of ice cubes.

"This is your husband?" tanya Dari to Caira, while raising an eyebrow.

"Yes, she's my husband" she replied, glancing at her husband. "This is my boss, he fell out of a chair and was hit by an empty chest" Caira said.

It turned out that there was not only Gala, her husband Caira. However there was another man who stepped behind them, the man walked closer towards Dari.

The first thing that the dance noticed from the man was his arm. Gosh darn. Dance knows that arm.

'That's the arm of a coal businessman from Surabaya. Caira's little sister? The sister who owns the top floor of the apartment building? With her husband who works just by wearing a nightgown is able to make billions of rupiah in a year?'

Dari's gaze immediately adrift on Tara, her entire face blotting into a sweet smile. 'God, I haven't seen him in four months, I never said I stopped thinking about him, because almost every day I think about him. But I never thought I'd see him again'

"Mas Tara, this is Dance. Dance, it's Tara, my sister." said Caira introduced her brother to Tari.

Tara memorized the dance and knelt down. "Hi Dance" she said. "It's nice to meet you."

Hi Readers

Thanks to all my friends who have read my writing, I would like to answer your questions in the comments section of chapter 6. "Why doesn't Tari want to stay with her mother? Should not a child be devoted to his parents???

Irma Responds:

Yuppz is absolutely right, the obligation of children to their parents is to be filial. But in the story of the novel Enough, it has been explained at the beginning that her father Tari tends to always impose his will or dictate his son so that Tari does not have the freedom to make his own life choices.

After her father died, Tari felt it was the beginning of her freedom. Free to make his own life choices, but it turns out that his mother wants to live with him.

Dari objected not because he did not love or did not want to serve his mother, but he was afraid that his mother would lower his father's will or dictate Dance as his father did. The explanation is in chapter 6 of the last paragraph.

After all, at the age of Dance who just stepped on 25 years, of course her mother is still very productive doing many activities, including, in addition to the legacy of the wealth of the late husband of course also has his household assistant who is ready to help him 24 hours.

While Tari just want to learn more independently and realize his dream is to establish a cafe business itself. Even though Tari has an inner wound caused by her parents' quarrel, Tari still tries to be a good child by giving her best performance (Leave S2 with high grades, and still try to be a good child, he has a COO position) and he still regularly visits his parents.

I believe every child wants to give more than what their parents expect, if their parents really care and provide all the needs that are not only material, but also the heart.

Thank you😊