Choosing the Wrong Honey
strange man (17)
"had a moment more finished already tired". said Nafisa holding the nape of her neck.
all his employees are ready to go home but Nafisa is still made busy with her work.until the store closes she remains busy in her office room her eyes just keep staring at the laptop screen in front of her.
after a long time struggling in front of the laptop finally Nafisa's job was finished as well, he immediately turned off the shop lights and rushed home.
arriving at Nafisa's house immediately cleaned up and went to sleep. His body felt very sick until Bima came home Nafisa did not know her. Bima just smiled to see his wife sleep and joined to sleep by hugging Nafisa
the morning dawn was still covered by the night the air was still cold. Nafisa began to open her eyes to see the object attached to the wall "Oh Allah I'm bad luck". Nafisa immediately moved from the bed rushing to the bathroom, hearing Nafisa who was noisily Bima woke up and followed his wife.
"why mi?". asked Bima with eyes still sleepy.
"it's 5 o'clock Abi we're bad luck". he replied walking towards the bathroom in the room.
when going to close the door of the bathroom Bima even entered with Nafisa. "why Abi come in, let's finish this morning prayer.
"yes, Abi wants to take a shower to finish together.
after they finished they immediately rushed to the dining room.
"oh yes Abi, Umi wants to say that Risana received the application of umi. after this wants to discuss the day of fiancee at Risana's house. Abi wants what date?". asked Nafisa while taking rice for Bima.
Bima was silent for a moment. "it's up to you to know how Abi ngikut aja". replied Bima flatly.
"yes I'll have to ask first with Risana" said Nafisa who sat beside Bima.
"umi". said Bima slowly.
Nafisa just smiled and shook her head as if saying I'm okay, I'm fine, but Bima knows very well the feelings of his wife, Bima knows his wife is hurt but Nafisa tries to cover her up.
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"this afternoon I try to ask Risana, when is her fiancee's event". Inner Nafisa is busy in her study.
Nafisa: Ris later to the cake shop mbak ya.
Nafisa: yes, I'm waiting.
Risana: okay, ma'am.
their conversation ended, Nafisa then continued her work.
tok tok tok tok
"yes come in". said Nafisa from the desk.
"those who are looking bus said to be served ibuk only.
"who is it?. asked Nafisa.
"people who bought a cake yesterday that served the same mother". said the employee .
"sorry buk I have told you mom is busy but do not believe.
Nafisa immediately rushed out to meet the buyer who was looking for him.in he found the man was standing picky cake.
"sorry, can I help you?". asked Nafisa.
"i want you to serve me". said the man cynically.
Nafisa just nodded then followed the man earlier. After a long time of picky but no one had bought the man, Nafisa just snorted annoyedly. "this guy why the hell intention digergjain me time yes when the cake is delicious why no one has been chosen.
"why is no one chosen sir. whereas from earlier already muter-muter biscuit.why is there nothing to take?". asked Nafisa astonished.
"i'm not your buyer should serve well. isn't the buyer king.
"o Allah speaketh thy servant".Nafisa said by stroking the breast.
"this man is why it's weird".murm Nafisa.
