TELL LAURA I LOVE HER
HE LACKS, BUT STILL WANTS TO GIVE

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Syahrul happily looked at his two children eating voraciously. They ate only three because Laura did not want to come to dinner with the little family. Laura let the three of them back knit the love that yesterday had been slightly torn apart.

As per the request of the children, this time they ate rabbit satay at their favorite satay restaurant. “You added?” ask Syahrul.

“Enough,” replied Fahri. Nazwa answered with a head.

“Kakak tomorrow start school yes,” Syahrul reminded Nazwa. Because her little girl since getting sick and staying at Laura's house yesterday didn't go to school.

“Iya,” replied Nazwa quietly. He's still lazy to talk.

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Ilyas grinfully heard Nindi's story at the dinner table this time. Dinner is now more crowded. Usually he was just the two with a bik Iyah and there was no interesting story. “So Sister gets extra lessons before and after school. Said the teacher so that Brother can follow the lesson. Said ma'am tea teacher a week Brother can not go out with other friends,” so Nindi spoke happily.

“Good it. Brother should not be sad because he did not go home with his friends. ‘Kan emang Kisun misses school dropout time in Bogor!” Ilyas encouraged Nindi not to be inferior.

“Ilham not fussy ‘kan Bik?” ask Ilyas.

“No Den, thank God,” replied the quick aunt. “Kan left also not long.”

“If you want to leave the old inspiration, maybe you can prepare ASI in a bottle. As long as you can breastfeed, do not give su5u formula, because it is best for babies,” Ilyas advises Namira.

“Iya Den,” with a lowered head Namira replied. Until now the young woman had never dared to look at her helper master. He did not want to be considered expecting more attention or other responses. Bik Iyah was very attentive to that. He knew Namira didn't expect more. Bik Iyah knows Namira knows himself. So the old woman was more pleased with Namira. Earlier this morning the young woman asked, she can not sell cakes to get money. Because after all Namira wants to have income. Didn't want to rely entirely on Ilyas' doctor. As a woman, Namira certainly needs money to buy pads, powder, lipstick, shampoo, deodorant and others. All of that, of course, he did not want to ask for money from the helper. That was the reason Namira had made it. And bik Iyah allows origin not to interfere with time alone. Namira wants to make fried food and then he will leave it in the school cafeteria and vegetable shop in front of the school. Every morning he delivered, then the rest will be taken tomorrow as well as drop a new cake. It turned out that Namira had already asked the canteenkeeper and the shop owner. They agreed to be titipi, because it is not a buy break up, but a consignment. So that it does not burden the shop that is titipated. Goods paid only as much as sold.

Tomorrow Namira wants to buy equipment for pastry and cake raw materials. He'll make mini potato doughnuts and chicken risoles. Risoles he will make all of them and then stored frozen until every dawn Namira just fry. While potato doughnuts are like that, the difference for donuts is kept half-cooked and the morning fried. Obviously not every day Namira pits the cake. Once a week enough. The rest of the day is just frying. Of course it won't be a hassle.

“Do I need to ask permission on den Ilyas first Bik?” ask Namira. He's certainly afraid of being wrong.

“Bibik sure, den Ilyas will not be angry. But it's good you just tell me. Because your goal is good,” bi Iyah sure Ilyas is not angry or embarrassed.

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“Sorry Den, I want to talk,” Namira sits quietly on the floor. He approached Ilyas who was watching the news on television after dinner.

“Since when do I allow people to talk to me while sitting on the floor?” Ilyas reprimands Namira.

“Sit on the seat,” command Ilyas again.

“Sorry,” Namira finally chose to sit in a chair a bit far away with Ilyas. “Den, sorry. I want to sell fried foods that I put in the school cafeteria and vegetable stalls. I beg to be allowed, because I want to have my own income.” Namira's sternness says her intentions.

“Why? What is everything I give less?” ask Ilyas. He really doesn't mind Namira's intentions. Just want to know the reason for this persistent woman.

“Everything you give is already very excessive. But I still want to be independent even if it is only small. At least I don't just hold my hand. So if I want to give, I have personal money.” Namira's answer hit Ilyas. He did not believe, despite his shortcomings, this woman also wanted to give.

“I do not forbid. I even support your intentions. Provided it doesn't interfere with your duties of guiding Nindi and Ilham,” gladly supports Namira's intentions. “Do you need capital from me?”

*‘When others ask for help, you are offered help just refuse!’ *ilyas points positive to Namira's attitude.

“Excuse Den, thank you for your permission,” Namira also said goodbye from in front of Ilyas. He plong intention is not prohibited by the young doctor generous.

“Alhamdulillah sir gave permission Bik,” Namira reported to bibik about the permission he submitted to ilyas.

“Then tomorrow you can shop for tools and materials. So that the day after tomorrow can start production and the next day can start trading,” bibik already guessed, Ilyas will not hinder people to try.

“Iya Bik, insya Allah tomorrow I start shopping for dry raw materials and tools to beep and make the cake. While wet materials such as chicken after tomorrow just buy it when it will be processed,” Namira smiled. He will start his business.

“Now we rest, vegetable grocery list tomorrow morning, Bibik even forget tomorrow want to buy anything,” bibik immediately out of Namira's room.

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Laura smiled as she got a chat this morning. ‘Morning My dear Mommy, this morning I'm leaving for school. Love U Mom.’

‘Love U too Babe,’ Reply Laura. If not immediately reply, his little daughter will not have time to read, because his phone will he stay in the car. Because students are not allowed to bring a cell phone during class hours.

Laura rushed to check into the orphanage, before today leaving for her boutique in Bandung. “Already in what data is empty?”

“This is Mom,” Sukma giving almost exhausted data.

“Looks like I didn't buy milk for a long time and diapers huh?” Laura read the list she just received.

“That's because Mr. August routinely bought it. He brings every come,” replied Sukma.

“So yes, but now every month he also routinely fills a nursing account on his personal behalf, not from his motor club,” Laura said softly, but Sukma could clearly hear.

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While waiting for yanktie update new chapter, read the story belonging to this yangktie friend yaaaaa

the title of ADINDARA writer SCORPIO GIRL story is certainly only in NOVELTOON/MANGATOON

The short story is like this :

"Where is Minerva Bee?" austin asked the group of people who were surrounding Minerva.

"Here is Me" said Minerva, leaving Austin Wycliff stunned.

The girl he just hit turned out to be the one who defeated him this time. Not only that, Minerva will also have a free dinner at her cafe for one week. Austin walked over to Minerva and asked her who she really was. Austin is undefeated all along.

"Who are you?" austin asked as he looked at the two Minerva netra.

"Didn't you know better who's now your co-star?" ask Minerva to challenge Austin.

Austin was a little surprised to hear Minerva's reply this time. "Well, you're entitled to a free dinner at my cafe for an entire week. On condition that we will keep playing that long. Let's see who is superior among us." said Austin, leaving Minerva.