Being the Perfect Wife

Epsu 1. Cilok Pans

Gita stood staring sadly at the towering skyscraper in front of her. His heart felt sliced considering that in the front building this very much holds memories about his father.

Aryanto Lukmana, papa Gita, was once a director in this front building, a company engaged in property. Papa Arya was very successful at that time before it was all but lost by his own younger brother, William Lukmana.

"Geez!" gita shouted as her shoulder was patted by a sweet girl.

Gita's reflexes massaged her chest to calm her heart that was about to jump from her body.

"Marsha! Do not ngagetin dong ...," sewot Gita opened his eyes.

"Hehe maap khilaf, end of you called from earlier diem aja. What was it like seeing that building?" ask Marsha curious.

"Inget the same as my late father," replied Gita smiling sadly.

"Don't be sad, papa, you're happy in heaven, safe with God. Yuk ah we sit on that garden chair. I bought it" said Marsha, revealing a plastic package in her hand.

"A lot of buying cilok. How much did you buy?" asked Gita who was shocked to see a large package of lizards in Marsha's hands.

"Pansi I bought them all" Marsha said with a sweet smile.

"Oh my goodness Marsha ... Can you make it up to that lick?"

"Can be stored in the refrigerator and tomorrow stay hot. It's good to have 3 days of stock eating." Marsha spoke without burden.

"O Lord, strengthen Your servant in the face of all these trials" said Gita praying with her hands raised.

"True prayer on the way. Not eating either. Yuk sat under the shady tree, "take Marsha with him while pulling Gita's hand.

After the two of them sat down, Marsha too vigorously took out two large packs of lizards.

"Nih Git, eat first. It's good to be full until dinner."

"Thank you Marsha. Aih ... A week of eating cilok can continue to be my elephant feet," said Gita while swallowing the grains after the spicy cilok granules in his hands.

"Light only 3 days not even a week. Hehe ... "

Marsha is still answering.

Gita can only enjoy a pack of pegs in her hand. His life is a rollercoaster and he is at his lowest point.

When his father was alive, he lived with treasure. Especially an only child. Do not buy a pot of cilok, a cart or all the same brother of the seller can also, if his brother wants. Hehe ...

But now, since the last 3 months, he has to live frugally as frugal as possible.

The company and all of its assets were taken over by Om William, his own uncle. He was only given a house that his mother had now sold for the cost of living.

Some of the money from the sale of the house, he gave to Gita for living supplies in Jakarta.

Gita does not want to join Mama Sinta because Gita has a mission to reclaim the company that is rightfully and should be hers.

Fortunately, Gita has graduated from college and is currently struggling to find a job.

In this difficult life, only Marsha is loyal to be his friend. Gita lives in a rented house with Marsha.

"Take it again," said Marsha who returned successfully surprised Gita.

In front of his eyes was a pack of pegs that Marsha had thrust.

"I'm full, Mar. Save it for dinner. Yuk comes home," Gita takes with her a bottle of water in her bag.

"Aren't we going to the front office?" marsha asked confusedly. Because the plan is Gita and Marsha will enter the application to the advertising office is quite famous.

"Then be sure. Come home, I'm tired. Ntar malem I want to ngedate," said Gita while raising his eyebrows.

"Choose ... Ngedate. Don't you want a high school reunion?" guess Marsha.

"Take a ngedate. I'll see the ex."

"You want to reverse kannn ... Yes," mocked Marsha while laughing amusedly.

"Do not know, who knows he is still single. Ah yuk is home."

Finally Gita and Marsha stepped back to her contract. Gita will be preparing to attend the reunion later tonight. He plans to ask his wealthy friends for a job. Because right now he really needs a decent job.

I hope his friends help him. They used to be in High School known as the child's genk tajir.

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