Against Julid's In-laws

Selling the House

Towards Isya, the front door was knocked very hard. Who is coming ? There's no way Mas Bagas, he said he'd be home tonight. I looked out the window. Eyes bulged with shock, it turned out that the guests who came were Mbak Dita, Mas Aldi and mother. What's the matter with them coming here ?

"Just ... Bagas !"

I opened the door.

"Mom, Mom, Mom, why did you guys come all of a sudden ?"

"Polite, everywhere it's welcome guests in first, just ask."

"Oh yeah, forgot, understand the guest bring a dark aura, so how about it, hehehe."

Mbak Dita stared cynically. He passed me with haughty steps, his chest puffing forward. While Mas Aldi looks pretty cool, like a prince from the other side. Only the mother-in-law put up a flat open.

"Just go ahead, we're here to help you, Ayu !" mas Aldi said.

"What help ? Am I a disgrace again ?"

"Ih, what a dodol, you. I mean, my husband, we want to lend you money for your bankrupt business."

"Seriously ? Tumben, the feeling on your phone is even high level julid, how can you change your mind ? Jin's attachment is good ?"

"Songong by the way. We feel sorry for mom, when you were together Bagas wanted to evict mom from his old house. At first we wanted to buy the house, but males, the house was ugly. So, we'd like to invest in you."

"Oh, that's it, nice dong. What investment ?"

"Say how much do you want ?" ask Mas Aldi.

Well, I sniffed something bad. Understandably, anything related to Mbak Dita is usually not good. But, let's try.

"A hundred million, could ?"

"It can be !" answer Mas Aldi.

"Hahaha, that doang, little ! When we need the money, we will give it as soon as possible. But there's a condition."

"What condition ?"

"The condition is, your factory is turning its name on my behalf" said Mbak Dita.

The eyeball almost fell, glancing cynically towards Mbak Dita and Mas Aldi. They speak with great confidence. Well, really a couple of shortcuts, hahaha.

"Hahaha, you guys if you avoid don't freak dong, Mas, Ma'am."

"We're serious, Ayu. Your stress is coming back, huh ?"

"Hahaha, Mbak's relapsing stress disease. There-anya, that's the husband of the businessman, do not understand the system of buying a company. It's good to be mortgaged because of debt. Think the price of the company and its contents like the price of cooking oil ?"

"Let's talk to you, Ayu !"

"Liet dong sister-in-law. Hence Mas Aldi, if you have a factory that is studied, do not ride the same name doang parents. Well, I'm ashamed, hahaha."

Bugh !

Mas Aldi kicked the table. Good thing my living room table is made of wood, if the glass can be broken. But, yes, if it's broken I'll just ask for a change.

"Eh, relax dong, Mas. Want to fight in Russia there, even here."

"Let's go home !" mas Aldi.

"Damn you, Ayu ! How dare I speak in front of my husband. Basic has no mind. You should be thankful that I helped you. Look, I'm not gonna help you anymore."

"Hahaha, Ma'am that's not help, but want to cheat. Thought my brain was as wide as a moringa leaf ? It's good, I can't be fooled. As long as you know, I sell assets alone can still cover the shortcomings of the money we need."

"Don't sell mom's house. Want to be your bad boy ? But you want to let my mom hang in the streets."

"Mother's house ? Our house, Mom. Anyway, tuh, mother has a rich child, I'm the same Mas Bagas is hard. So, Ma'am Dita is the one who bought a new house for mom."

"Dit, you better buy that house."

"Okay, Mom ! That ugly house. Mas Aldi wants the Si Bagas factory, not the house. Come on, let's go back ! Nginep used to be at the hotel, not level nginep at home kayak gini."

Mbak Dita showed a disgusted expression. He thinks my house is a goat cage ? Basic, Mbak gambreng. I let them go home in peace. I just pray, hopefully the mother is comfortable and peaceful with the child and the daughter-in-law of model Mbak Dita and Mas Aldi.

...

When Mas Bagas came home, I told him about the incident. Mas Bagas jiggled, but he was not surprised anymore by the behavior of Mbak Dita and her husband. We do not want to take a headache, focus on finding a way to solve the problem in the factory. I always pray that the universe will make it easier for my husband to face all obstacles.

***

"Cendol, the same tumben here Dimas ?"

"Yes dong, my husband gives me good news."

"What news, Dim ?"

"Let's sit down first, Napa, poke it, my leg."

"Come in, come in..."

I called Mas Bagas who was in the room. Holidays like this Dimas arrival, there must be current information related to our business. You see, Dimas is a super busy type of man, it is impossible to just take the time to come to play.

"Dim, what's wrong ? Tumben's here ?" ask Mas Bagas.

I put sweet iced tea and dried pastries on the table. As usual, Cendol immediately attacked him. It's like home. Distinct from her husband, very calm and authoritative. Maybe the class of business people like that style, to look convincing and compare the name in front of business partners.

"I have a solution to your factory's financial problems, Gas."

"What solution ?"

"There are business partners who want to invest in your factory. He likes the idea of a dry snack business processed from your Frozen food products."

"Huh, seriously ?" My eyes were round hearing such news.

"Yes, Yu, the guy will meet tomorrow at the cafe around the factory. He's a Malaysian business man. He wants to sell your products in Malaysia too."

"God, is this not a dream ? Ah, don't make us high-level kegeeran, dong, Dim."

"Hust, you think my husband's an abal-abal businessman. This is all my request, let Mas Dimas want to find investors, yes, let your business get bigger."

"That bet, I make sure 70% of the goals, the cooperation. Mr. Abdullah, having worked with another friend, is assured and honest."

"Thank God,"

At first glance I hug my husband so happy. Not expecting, even friends feel family.

Patient and sincere fruit turned out to be sweet, sweeter than my smile. There must be a way, when we surrender and move. The key is to keep on working and praying.