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Oma Orders

This morning on Sunday the residence of Mrs Riyanti was full of people decorating the backyard of the house for a little lady's birthday party there. Some balloons are already seen arranged, some pony-shaped decorations are also being prepared.

In the middle room looks Divya is taking part in seeing some preparations there accompanied by Oma as well as her sisters. The event is still later at 16:00 but this little girl is very enthusiastic about her show later, even though it is only 10 am.

"oma I want to see Dady" said the girl who had run to the stairs.

tok tok tok tok

chequeleked

"Dady!" divya's exclamation filled her Dady's room.

"little Miss isn't angry with Dady?" said Ibra who was busy with her work despite Sunday.

"still! Yaya just want to ingetin Dady, the way later Yaya does not want to be accompanied by Dady and Oma, Yaya wants to be accompanied by Aunt Belen!" after conveying her wish the little girl with the pink dres pictured the cat left Ibra's room.

"astaga! he still remember?" ibra muttered inexhaustibly with Divya's behavior.

Ibra decided to exit her room down the stairs to the living room where Oma, Adam and Divya were. He saw Adam carrying the car keys in his hand and wearing a jeans jacket.

"where you going?" tanya Ibra sat next to her Oma.

"take the cake with the pudding" he answered briefly.

"as much as pick up Belen might, lunch was also possible" teased Adam standing up from his seat.

"why bother? have the driver or he can also use an online taxi" Ibra protested.

"Oma has troubled him, so let him be picked up by Adam, if he tells you to at least want to" said Oma.

"call Sarah or Jody to be with you later" Adam bowed his feet.

fuckin' hell!

"Let me!" grunts Ibra approached Adam and grabbed his car keys.

Adam and Oma looked at each other, laughing after Ibra came out of the house.

"look at Oma even brother would not budge on his sister" kekeh Adam again sat with his oma.

"basically, you can always urge your brother" continued Oma.

Ibra heads to Adam's garage, to the car that she's got the keys to. Turn on the machine and sulk it towards the Matahari cake shop.

If it wasn't for Divya I wouldn't have brought a woman here. If Sarah and Jody weren't the other options, I wouldn't have chosen that stubborn girl. You can send the driver or girl using an online taxi no need to pick her up. Inconveniencing.

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The car used by Ibra is parked right in front of the Matahari cake shop. Ibra came down and stepped quickly to the cake shop that had several customers in it.

trings

The typical bell of the cake shop sounds loud making some customers who are choosing cakes turn their heads. He saw a tall man above average, his hair cut neatly but slightly disheveled with plain shirts and knee-length shorts standing on the doorstep. Customers who were mostly young women seemed to be fascinated by what they saw, without realizing their mouths slightly agape staring at the near-perfect creature.

"didn't Oma Riri say Adam was going to pick you up, why are you?" a less than pleasant greeting from Belen was heard after helping some customers complete their transactions.

"essentially the girl doesn't know it's lucky, my job is to just take orders so hurry up and prepare my order" Ibra replied staring coldly at Belen standing before her.

"all the orders have been prepared there" said Belen pointed to a table near the cashier that has been composed of several boxes containing cakes, puddings to a large box of transparent containing Divya's birthday cake.

"good, put it all in the car" Ibra got up from her seat and headed for the exit.

"hey! you think I can lift all by myself? take the stack of boxes, Sella is a lot of customers can not help" exclaimed Belen took the box tart with a height of 50cm.

With an annoyed look Ibra took the 3box and put it in the car, as well as a tart placed Belen carefully.

"wait here there is still more inside" said Belen turned his body. 5 minutes later Belen returned with 2 boxes size is in his hand.

"where are you going?" exclaim Ibra saw Belen turn back and step towards the store.

"back to work what else do you think? all orders have been entered into the car, Oma Riri has completed the transaction yesterday" he replied by placing both hands on the waist.

"get inside!" ibra's orders to Belen.

Belen just stood still and glared at Ibra's words that were not soft like Adam's.

"you also include Oma's order, so immediately take your cell phone and stuff inside and follow me" Ibra said coldly and entered her car.

Belen was really tested for patience, he walked quickly to the right side of the car, tapping his window for Ibra to open it.

"can you stop doing things without the consent of others? Oma did ask me to come, but I'll come later in the afternoon, it's Sunday the rame shop and Sella's alone. You go I'll be there later" said Belen held back his emotions even though the veins around his head were clearly tense.

"Oma doesn't like to be denied, I give 10 minutes to pick up your stuff, or Oma will get angry and Divya will sulk" Ibra now closes her window before Belen returns to say her words.

Belen, who thinks Oma is like his grandmother, relents, returns to the store irritated, picks up items and tells Sella that he can close early if he is tired. After picking up the bag, he returned to Ibra's car.

Deb

Belen closed the car door a little tight to the surprise of Ibra.

Without saying more Ibra turned on the engine and drove it away from the shopping area.

"your address" Ibra's voice broke the silence in the car.

"he? whahuh? what's for?" belen replied frowning and could not help but look upset at her face.

"you can't go to an event dressed like this" Ibra said without turning to Belen.

"is something wrong? it's just a kids' party. It doesn't matter that I wear jeans and oversize tshirts with Disney cartoons. Isn't this suitable!" ketus Belen's.

"essential stubborn girl" murmured Ibra turning her steering towards a 2-story building.

Belen did not pay much attention to what Ibra was doing, nor did he ask why they stopped there. In his heart let what he does ask be the same. But his silence was broken when he heard Ibra's call to come down. Belen was about to ask but more accurately called a protest but Ibra already opened the door and again told him to go down.

Belen still did not make a sound he just followed Ibra's wide steps towards a fairly large boutique, continuing to step towards the second floor. Not only customers at the Matahari cake shop the customers as well as boutique employees were amazed by the charm that Ibra had.