Besan Ooooh Besan's...

Suddenly Rich

"Sorry sir, you misunderstood me, I'm just a flower courier" Hendra kept trying to open his mouth to explain this misunderstanding. But again cut by a fucking duck in front of him.

"Your coward yes. No other reason, huh?" furious at the old man who immediately raised his fist towards the handsome face of Hendra.

grepp

bughh

Handily Hendra caught the weak fist and greeted the old duck stomach with another hand holding a bouquet of flowers so that the petals scattered.

"aaaaaaaaaah." the woman screamed as she covered her mouth with both hands.

He did not see the lightning-fast movements of the hot man. If only the old man did not fall to his knees holding his distended stomach, perhaps the woman would not be aware of the reaction of the hot man in front of him.

"You are a coward. If you want to have more wives, try to be legitimate in state and religion, ask for permission first wife, if fired from office, you must be at risk. Instead of hiding in the gini cake" Hendra threw the bouquet of flowers that did not look beautiful to the head of the old man who was still kneeling in front of him withstanding the pain in his heart.

"If you want to crash, hit the sender of the flower" Hendra then turned and stepped away to the Keira trail motorbike.

"Wait.." cried the woman.

Hendra turned his head.

The woman ran straight towards him barefoot.

Anyone who saw it would want to carry it and lay it on the bed.

Hendra raised his eyebrows when the woman was panting because of running short and showed her full chest up and down.

Cih, as if he had run hundreds of kilos of meters, pretended to wipe away the non-existent sweat from the temple to his neck.

"Call me, baby" she made another hoarse voice as I blinked her eyes and offered her hot pink card.

"Yes, the messenger from hell will call you" Hendra said coldly and threw the business card in his face. Then membleyer trail bike and do standing when just accelerated.

"Uhhh if I were the bike, I'd be willing to ride forever" said the woman who seemed to have been aroused.

"Damn. It was still early in the morning" grumbled Hendra while directing his motorbike back to the store.

"Flo.. What day is this?" lamented Hendra while leaning lazily in the store chair.

"New also nganter one pesenan already nanya kewa aja day. Why?" ask Keira.

"Are you sure Arga doesn't macem macem with your customers?"

Hendra asked fearfully.

Afraid to offend his besiegers.

"You think?" Keira asked back. She didn't know what happened to her when she delivered the bouquet just now, but she wanted to hear Hendra's opinion of her son.

"Ck. Is it looking for this horrible money? I just got to be mistaken for a pebinor for bringing flowers. Though-the"

"Therefore don't be a dick so manly. Mo seems to be a courier, but his style is a cake that mo dating. Where does it smell anymore" Keira innocently sniffed Hendra's fragrant body. Making Hendra's heart almost jump out when approached quickly by his iron.

"Udah, you're here, wait for the store. Anis use another bicycle send another pesenan, I want to send the rest using a motorbike. Baek baek at home huh" Keira mocked Hendra who could not deliver the order because of his charm.

"Ck" Hendra sniffed because he was ridiculed by the besan many times.

There was a warm feeling in his heart. The feeling when he was at the lowest point in his life, trying to build his business while doing side work, where the work that drained the energy was full of laughter and jokes interrupted between their breaks. Make those who are lucky feel not alone.

Keira delivered the rest of the undelivered orders on the trail bike. Hendra noticed Keira who was unlike any other woman who had charmed him in order to get his attention. The woman positioned herself as a friend. Despite their different status, Keira prefers to be friends. Get rid of awkwardness and jaim an.

Aretha, the princess said. If Keira is not the type of person who can jaim and dislike jaim people. He's the man who is. But that simplicity makes people around him comfortable.

"Want Retha to be at home with him. Ah, discussion. I have to discuss the land"

"Excuse me..."

Keira returns with Anis.

But they were surprised by the condition of the store which is now empty.

Anis and Keira seemed to race open his mouth gaping.

"Mom.we were robbed by ma'am" said Anis, who was horrified to imagine the violent-faced robbers.

But what kind of robber pricks flowers? Can flowers turn into money?

"Money?" the two panicked at the same time when they remembered the money they had saved in the store without being locked, considering there was the besan waiting for the store.

There's no way someone as rich as him would take poor people's money, right? But.. how about the officials who make the people's money? are they not rich too?

Inner Keira was raging as she charged into the store.

"Hen. dra.." his call was interrupted when he found the sleeping besan drowning his head on the table.

Keira immediately opened the unlocked drawer.

"Buset.. Who robbed who?" keira was surprised because the drawers were full of blue and red notes.

So when the drawer is pulled, some of the money falls to the floor.

"Mom, we are rich mom... can buy mersi not bu for nganter nganter pesenan?"

Anis chimed in on Keira's shock.

"Bang.. wake up bang.." Keira exclaimed gently to wake up Hendra who was sleeping.

"In a moment, dear" muttered Hendra who made Keira's face flushed.

Anis laughed her laughter.

Keira puffed her cheeks, wanting it to feel like she was spouting fire right now.

"Wake up. kebakaraan.." cried Keira ignorant because the besan never wake up.

"Huh..fire?" Hendra suddenly got up and dizzy and found Keira by his side was shaking his waist.

"Fire, let's hurry. Save yourself.."

Unexpectedly interrupted to Hendra's daze, he reflexively grabbed Keira's tiny body and held her up like a sack, then took her out of the store.

Anis powerless to hold back her laughter saw her second wit.

Keira was carried away like that. Just look, soon the iron head will be gone.

Hendra dropped Keira on the sidewalk. Then find a bucket to fill with water.

Keira quickly pulled the back of Hendra's shirt, making him turn his head and ask with the gesture of his eyes.

"Why what?" keira asked while narrowing her eyes.

"That's. kebaka.ran. Are you dead?" Hendra was surprised, because the red guy he didn't see.

Keira threw away the black bucket Hendra was holding and then pulled the shirt into the store.

"Where is this?" keira asked to highlight her undisturbed wares.

"Ooh, yes I sell. As ordered by boss"

"Sell how much?" ask again while shaking the waist.

"50 thousand pieces. Add 50 thousand kalo mopping cheeks"