CHASING THE LOVE OF A HANDSOME CEO

Seller of Sightseeing Cake

Hans was still pedaling his bike while carrying a cake basket. He peddled a cake made by Nengsih around the housing complex. Prestigious and ashamed, that was what was felt at first. However, for the sake of helping his mother he covered the shame and prestige. Rasyid hasn't gotten a job back. Hans had to help his family. 

"Cake, cake, cake" he yelled as he pedaled his bicycle. 

The complex looks quiet, natural and familiar. Indeed, complex people are very idividulism, they come out just for a purpose. Work, shopping, school, college and more. With gontai, Hans kept peddling the cake. 

"Cake!" shouted a middle-aged woman from behind the fence of her house. 

Hans turned his head, then pedaled the bike towards the area of block C house. 

"Well, once there's a cake sale here?" said. 

"Yes, Mom. I'm from the next block."

"Owh, that. Stay with who?"

"I'm Mr. Rashid's son with Ms. Nengsih."

"It wasn't Mr Rashid the great enginer, was it? It's a lot of money, why do kids sell cakes?"

"Ah, it's okay, Mom. I'm just filling out the school holidays, pretty extra pocket money."

"Oh, so. All right then I'll just take everything. Incidentally at home there will be guests, than I cook and order away."

"Bye, Mom. Well, thank God my trading is up."

"Alhamdulillah, his brother's sustenance."

"Thank you, thank you."

"How much is everything?"

"All 50 cookies, 50,000,"

"All right, I'll take all this money."

She gave the money to Hans, and he took it with pleasure. Seen once his face sumringah sale sold.

"Thank you, Mom."

"Who's making the cake?"

"Mama."

"Every day?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Well, incidentally, I do need every Tuesday and week. If you order twice a week, can you?"

"Can, Mom. God willing."

"Well, can I have a number to call?"

"See, this is my mom's business card. Coincidentally it is common to accept orders and catring."

"Well, it can be catring too."

"Yes, could. Ma."

"Well, I'll call your mother. This is thanks for the cake."

Hans left and left the house. Unexpected and expected sustenance. New sales have got customers. Hans came home with the money. 

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum, uh Mama's son is home."

"Yes, Ma. Alhamdulillahot. It's been bought by mom next to the cake."

"Alhamdulillah then."

"This is the money."

Hans gave five pieces of money with Cut Nyak Dien's picture on Nengsih. 

"Alhamdulillah if it's over, then eat first. Mama left it for you."

"Where is it, Ma?"

"Papa came out earlier, said he wanted to meet with an old friend. Hopefully a new job."

"Oh yes, Ma. Someone wanted to order a cake twice a week, he said, the mother of the next complex. I gave you my mom's business card." 

"Oh, yeah. Thank God, then,"

Hans entered the house, Nengsih still finished a few stitches of his clothes. Today it is not open stalls because many order stitching clothes. The trouble that befell Rashid, her husband. Making Nengsih have to live a difficult life, he must help make a living to eat his three children. Heavy, but Nengsih tried to be patient with this situation. 

"Pity, Hans. Because his father was in PHK, he had to bear the burden of the family. Let alone for snacks, even for the cost of school is very difficult. I didn't know when it was gonna be."

The grimace while daydreaming of the life to come will be experienced by Hans. 

Meanwhile, Hans himself was not comfortable. Of course it's very difficult for him. When everyone is playing, he helps the family. After changing clothes, Hans ate his meal. No longer as luxurious as before, even if only with fried tempeh and sambal already make it full. 

"Have, eaten?" nengsih asked as he approached her at the dining table. 

"Alhamdulillah."

"I'm sorry Mama, son. I can't give you better food than this. Our lives have changed a lot, thanks for being mature."

"Don't thank me let alone apologize, Hans remains happy because Mama and Papa remain for Hans and the sisters."

"You're a great kid, kid. Even under harsh conditions, you still think positive."

"Said Mama, we should be grateful. Thank God for still being given favors, healthy favors and comfort."

"You're right, son. Out there, many hard lives don't even have a place to live. You're lucky to still have a decent one and sleep well."

"Yes, Ma. Even in some countries that have clashed, they do not have a safe place. Sleeping on cardboard boxes, fearing the sound of a bomb that would destroy their home and all its contents."

"That means, Hans is still the luckiest man. Mama and Papa are very proud of you."

"Ma, why do we have to feel hard not to have money?"

"Because money is a basic necessity, son."

"But not all of them are happy with money, many have money but they owe a lot."

"Yes, because they use it for the not so useful. For example because of car installments, home installments and others."

"What is rich with credit."

"That's their way of life, capitalizing on prestige."

"We have to be grateful so much for our lives to feel good enough. If you are strangled by debt, becoming rich will not be happy let alone live quietly."

"You are true love, gratitude is important as a form of our gratitude to God. For little or much, it comes from Allah. At times, if God's pleasure is taken, we must be sincere."

"Ma, mama is not ashamed to have to sell or sew clothes? Though people knew all Papa was a famous enginar at the time."

"Why should we be ashamed, we seek halal money. We don't rob or rob banks to get money. Who should be ashamed, corrupt our country. They're running a lot of country money, but still confident of traveling abroad."

"I can do it, Ma. They've lost their shame, don't even know themselves."

"For the money, they're willing to do anything dear. Therefore, no matter how hard we are, never seek that path."

"For what?  We take risks that will destroy. In addition, they used the money to look for other women. Cheating and many things."

"Yes, that's why. Live normally without any manipulation, do not want to be defeated by prestige. If you do not have money, show that money is not the main condition of pride. Be proud of your accomplishments."

"Yes, Ma. Hans continued to learn and excel in order to become a successful and successful child. Whatever happens, it'll make Mama and Papa proud."

"Good, Mama's child has a high spirit and persistent in realizing his ideals."

"Ma, why do men like cheating?"

"You know where it came from?"

"Friends, Khan. Her father cheated on her with another woman, go for a walk. They already have a wife."

"There is no prohibition on a man marrying several wives, but this kind of deed is not justified."

"Is his wife less beautiful?"

"You're like an adult. Beautiful is relative, but such a thing puts lust first."

"Oh, so."

"Aren't you studying?"

"Eh, yes Ma. Hans studied first."