
"Papa don't be excited. Spread the charm here and there."
Foano chuckled small."How old are you, Miss?"
"Luckily, you know I was born." Reply Cika played her brush on the canvas in front of her.
Instead of answering, Foano even makeup paint and mentowel cheeks Cika. It looks green there.
"Father!!"
Only the sound of Foano's laughter was left in the room, while the person was out of nowhere.
"Is papa serious? It's the first time a kid's called him papa and confessed to him." Mumbled Cika thought while tapping her beard with the tip of the brush handle.
"Let me find out." Cika muttered again with a wide smile.
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Today Indra is getting ready for her wedding dress fittings, she reflects in the mirror, resting her hair with Jel to make it look neat and handsome.
"Oh, Indra go first."
"Where's Ndra?" Ask Bu Tias while peeling the boiled beans and eating, the beans.
"Fitting buk's shirt." Indra answered raising both of her eyebrows up and down.
"Hmmm.. Would you like to make a big party Ndra?"
"Yes that's buk. Indra left first. It still stops by Indra to Kasablanka's lovely shophouse. Take the fugitive Adek Tiara."
"Tiara's grandfather? How are you taking it?"
"All of you buk." Clearly Indra took the key.
"Tok a motor? Where's your car?" Tanya Bu Tias was surprised because indeed some days have not seen Indra's car.
"In the buk workshop." Indra replied a little lazy with her mother who asked a lot of questions. He pulled the gas lever of his motor, and slowly left the house.
In front of the shophouse that became the warehouse of Stokis Masa where Adik Tiara took her cosmetic products, Indra stopped and looked at the building.
"Rame is also a shophouse. Said the warehouse." Indra muttered his feet into the two-story shophouse.
"Excuse me,"
Indra looked around, there were some people there busy packing things, and there were also those who were seen taking some products and putting them on the display. In front of him were two women who seemed to be customers. And another one in front of the computer.
"Excuse me." Indra approached the woman sitting behind the computer.
"Yes, can anyone help?"
"I'd like to take an order." said Indra
"What's the name?"
"Serina Rastia."
"Wait a minute."please ask the woman and grab something on the back shelf where she was sitting.
"Cerin. Everything is one million eight hundred thousand."
"Buset, a lot too, aahh, ntar also changed right?" Gumam Indra took out her wallet. "Sorry, I don't have that kind of money. Can I use debit?" Indra said while removing a card from his wallet.
"Can."
"Well, has Ratih been here yet?" The voice of another worker approaching.
"Inside!"exclaim the woman behind the computer that doubles the cashier.
Indra just noticed, "Ratih? Cake my ex-wife's name.." muttered Indra with a slight tingle.
Soon a beautiful white woman appeared from the direction in the room. He was talking to someone who had just called out. Indra's eyes widened to realize who the woman was.
"Raise?"
Ratih also looks as surprised, there is an ex-husband there. However, he chose indifferently and continued his activities with his employees. Out of curiosity, Indra asked Ayu.
"Mister, who is that?" Indra asked pointing at Ratih with her chin.
"Mbak Ratih mas." Answer Ayu briefly.
"I mean, employees here?"
"No. He has."
Indra's mouth was breaking down instantly. The woman he once thought was just an ugly and poor woman has now become a beautiful and successful woman. Indra looked at the entire space of the shop that was quite spacious and full of goods prduk Masa and his customers, with great amazement. Indra did not expect, Ratih will be this extraordinary trouser.
After his affairs were completed, Indra rode a motorbike to Tiara's house. Parked his bike there.
"Eehh, Indra, I'm ready. Come on." Come on." Said Tiara who just came out of her house.
"Here, it's serin." Indra extended her hand carrying Serin's order to Tiara. Which was instantly accepted by Tiara.
Tiara went inside the house for a while, then came out again. Indra dyed, thought also with the money he used to pay for Serin order products.
"Where's serin?"
"Go away." Tiara replied while wearing a helmet.
"Ooh, is he not the same money as you?" Ask Indra while menstater his motorbike.
"No. Why mas?"
"Yeah, that Serin's pension hasn't been paid yet, so it was in Talangin first. That's two million."
Tiara just ber oh ria.
Tiara's face immediately pouted. "Iihh, only two million, same Adek itself, itungan. Ask for it yourself, Tia's ashamed."
"Yes," Indra replied choosing silence and pulling his Gas lever.
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After finishing fitting their wedding clothes, Indra drove Tiara back home, incidentally when Serin was home. With sumringah, Indra approached Tiara's sister who was sitting on the porch chair.
"Ser.." said Indra while sitting in a chair not far from Serina.
"Thank you, I've taken Serin's pesenan."
"Yes." Reply Indra, he deliberately paused, waiting serin discuss the article of money order that he had taken. However, the beautiful girl was still busy with her HP. Indra glanced at it from earlier.
"Serr..."
"Yes mas?" Serin replied without looking and cool with his phone.
"You used to grab stuff there?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Oo yes, you did not pay your order? Mas until confused just now pay no cash."
"Hmmm...."
"In good luck there are still deposits, so use the debit first. Mas talangin first."
"Oohh, thank you, ma'am." Serin turned his head for a while and then busy again with his cellphone.
"Abis two million."
Serin looked at Indra for a long time. "I mean, Indra want to ask for a change?"
There was a slight smile on Indra's face. But seeing Serin's unfriendly face he was confused as well.
"So the calculation senses huh his people? Different from the ex-boyfriend mbak Tiara another. They are loyal to Serin. Just came out duwit two million already noisily." Say a little Serin.
"Eehh, that's not what Ser meant..."
"Mister Tia!" Call Serin up from his seat and walk into the house.
"Serin! That's not what I meant..." Indra cried so bad, and all wrong. Want to be in a lot, not even so like he is a stingy man.
Tiara looked out with her face in a bend. He gave a pile of money.
"Nih mas, make a change in Serin's money." He put the money down a little rough. Indra stood up from her seat,
"That's not what I mean, Tia." Indra tried to explain and clasped the money back into Tiara's hands. "Sorry, yes. It's the same as Serin."
"Kan Tiara said that. Tiara shy mas. Just like the calculation itself." Tight Tiara with her face still bent.
"Yes, not anymore, I'm advertising. This is for Serin. Sorry about that." Indra's face was already staring at Tiara with a plea.
"Mas Indra is back. Tiara's tired."
"Please don't come home if you're not sorry."
"Yes, Tiara sorryin. Next time don't go again, shame Tiara mas. Only two million just arrived at the same bill-tagih Adek itself."
Indra just sighed her weight. Intentions want to take the rights of two million, even become runyam. Nambek tiara.
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On the way home, Indra recalled with Ratih, who had turned out to be more beautiful and more elegant. The way Ratih dresses is a little different from the way I used to dress and shabby.
Indra breathed heavily.
"Have I been wrong to divorce her?" Indra Gumam. At first glance, in his mind, a shadow of Altaf that looks very sad and whining as they cross paths at the restaurant first, flashed.
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On a playground that afternoon...
"Altaf has no father."
"Altaf dumped at the same time as his father."
The sound of Altaf's mocking friends accompanied by laughter. Makes Altaf pout.
"Altaf has papa."Answer Altaf.
"You lied Altaf. You don't have a father."
"Yes, we've never seen you with your papa."
"But Altaf has papa. No lie, Altaf has papa!" Altaf almost cried.
"Ye ye ye's... Altaf is crying."
"Altaf crybaby! I don't have papa." Ledek another friend.
With a sad and angry face was not restrained, but could not avoid the ridicule of his friend. Altaf simply rubbed his watery eyes.
"Altaf!" The voice of a grown man familiar to him was heard from the roadside. Altaf turned his head, and several of his friends noticed at the same point. All rounded their mouths.
Seriate....