Anastasya's Desire

Chapter 115

I also went to the terrace of the house and saw Mr. Qosim who was drinking coffee while chatting with Mr. Parman at the security guard post, yes Mr. Parman is a security guard at the housing complex where my Catering business is now.

''Assalamu'alaikum sir,'' said when I was near him.

''Waalaikum salam, '' replied Mr. Qosim and also Mr. Parman.

''Ech no neng Putri?'' Said Mr. Parman greeting me.

''Yes, sir, the Princess is not nich, '' asked while kissing her second hand as a sense of my courtesy to Mr. Qosim and also Mr. Parman.

''No bother, we just chat all coffee, '' said Mr. Qosim.

''What's wrong, you can help now?'' His voice again moved from his sitting.

''Spend first coffee sir, the Princess does not hunt kok, the Princess just want to ask for help to move cardboard boxes of rice boxes in the kitchen,'' sahut Putri gently felt bad for Mr. Qosim.

''Well neng, you will move now, want to put Catering car or Bu Widya car, ''' asked Mr. Qosim.

''Catering car grandfather, sir, because in Bu Widya's car is full of snacks that the Princess brought from home, '' I explained to Mr. Qosim.

''Let me help also neng, '' said Mr. Parman volunteered to help Mr. Qosim.

''Thank you sir for helping the Princess, '' I replied politely.

Mr. Qosim and Mr. Parman went from his place to the kitchen to lift cardboard boxes containing rice boxes.

Arriving in the kitchen the Princess put on her mask back, because it is not funny also to vomit in front of many people.

''Adek do not be naughty yes, we will go to the place of our less fortunate brother, '' My murmur stroked elus stomach.

''Neng Putri do not have to follow the lift cardboard boxes, let the Father who lifted all this,'' prevent Mr. Qosim when I want to lift one cardboard, 'Padahal is not heavy too,' my inner.

I just nodded, obeying the words of Mr. Qosim who was carrying cardboard boxes forward and directly put in the car, which I deliberately bought first before buying a house, he said, because the car was to deliver all my Catering Catering to where people order food.

I deliberately did not bring the car, because to make it easier for Mr. Qosim to deliver all orders that are alternating, kasian was also before I succeeded Mr. Qosim back and forth to deliver all the orders of people who happened to order at my Catering house.

I smiled at the face of Mr. Qosim and also the face of Mr. Parman who was half-aged, they both did not care about his old age, which people say old age to enjoy life by sitting at home, relaxing, they are both very enthusiastic in working, Mr. Parman who incidentally as a security guard, he always helps the work at home Catering when relaxed.

I don't close my eyes to everything Mr. Parman does, I always pay even though Mr. Parman never wants what I love.

His reasons only help when his time is free.

I always wanted to Kak Rini to always give money to Mr. Sarman, when he helped work at his Catering house.

''It is finished, what went there immediately, '' asked Mr. Qosim suddenly, who broke my daydream.

''Okay neng, the usual place is neng?'' asked Mr. Qosim, I nodded slowly, 'Yes Sir as usual, '' My mumbling with a smile.

''The Princess always took the time to go there, ''' Mr. Sarman told Mr. Qosim.

''Yes sir, neng Putri has never been absent to go there, '' replied Mr. Qosim who was nod by Mr. Sarman.

''Alhamdulillah sir, the more we aggressively share to others, the more intense also the sustenance that God loves us, ''' continued me politely.

''Actually it was neng, if now in what order neng, kok tumben tumbenan Bu Widya follow too, usually only represented neng Putri only, '' asked Pak Parman who began to be curious.

''Just thank you, sir, because the Princess has been given the confidence to be a mother, '' said I who made Mr. Parman surprised and felt happy.

''Alhamdulillah if so neng, why did Pak Qosim not woro woro earlier if neng Putri was pregnant?'' he asked while looking at Mr. Qosim who was just a duck.

''Pak Qosim, it's finished yet to enter his goods, '' asked Bu Widya who surprised me because he was busy chatting with Mr. Qosim and also Mr. Parman.

''Och is done Ma'am, this is leaving, '' replied Mr. Qosim heading to the car he will take to the Foundation in a moment.

''Mother herself, has finished her tea, '' asked me gently.

''Already, let's leave now, fear of bad luck later,'' asked Bu Widya, I also nodded and followed him from behind, after saying goodbye to Mother Mother of the Working Mother at the Catering Putri house.

A few minutes later, we arrived at the place we were headed, Ms. Widya, Kak Sandra, Kak Rini and also myself who started to get out of the car we were all riding in. While Mr. Qosim and Mr. Anang, the driver of Bu Widya, dropped the goods we brought earlier.

The four of us went straight to the Foundation office to meet the caretaker mother at the Orphanage Foundation that we went to.

Some children in the Panti rushed out to welcome my arrival, before I reached the caretaker's room.

''Hore....? Brother Putri came, exclaimed one of the children of the Panti who already knew me very well. They all kissed my hands and the hands of Bu Widya, Rini and Sandra.

''Ma'am's manager is where's Sister?'' ask me gently while stroking the top of his head.

''So the caretaker's mother was in her room, Kak, maybe now it's still the same there, '' said the older boy, about 10 years old.

''Sister Princess really did not play here sich, just food and snacks that come here, while the people never nongol,'' Said a little girl who was 5 years old.

''Sorry darling? Sister Putri was busy yesterday, this is it Princess took a leave to meet all of you, I said to the little girl.

''Actually, no papa also sich Kak, even though Kak Putri did not come here, as long as Kak Putri was healthy, I was happy kok kak, '' his murmur.

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