Crazy Woman's

Miss Blomington's

"I'm Mr. Hadi from king trade platform wants to tell that your money deposited has now grown by fifteen percent to fifty million rupiah. Do you want to make a withdrawal"

Excitement immediately erupted in the woman's eyes. To celebrate this success, he ordered a steak.

"A celebration in what order is this ma'am" said Mr. Sunandar when he saw the delicious side dishes arranged on the dining table.There is a goat gulai served in the white bowl, beside which there are ten skewers, not to forget a slice of star fruit and also a glass of iced mango juice is present in the middle of the round table.

"Today I got the cuan mas from king trade"

Astuti's mother who took the rice just said.

"Be careful about managing the money, do not let the debt continue to number where it is"

What the hell do you want this guy, I'm not a kid anymore.

This is the nature of people who feel smart. They are stupid and do not want to accept the fact that there is nothing constant in this world. Everything changes, not least with the capital market.

But the woman named Blomington did not want to accept that fact, see now she was hit by a very great anxiety. Every afternoon his work just pacing back and forth in front of the phone plane.

"Sorry, the number you are calling is not active, please call back, or leave a message after the following tone"

The woman's eyes glared up at the sky of the room.

Where are you Hadi, why don't you answer my call.

It turns out that the same unrest was also felt by other members, Ana's mother who lipped ndower and super cherry suddenly manyun. In fact, the woman had come to the house of Mrs Blomington with a crush on the goopoh.

"Mom, ma'am, I want to ask mom, the money that mom transfers to the king trade platform, is already generating a return"

"But ma'am, even from last month I can not withdraw, even though the money I invested was large about ten million rupiah if not wrong"

The bearded woman sat there crying.

"When mom, the plan is that investment money will be used for the tuition of children, now what should I do mom, my only child is whining but the money is not there"

The woman patted Ana's shoulder as she said

"Instead of asking questions like this, we are samperin company is ma'am, I am also anxious with the clarity of my money"

But what is gained...

"You should be aware, now the coronavirus season, many money companies are affected, so sorry if the return on investment is still not in the account"

The woman named Ana immediately kicked down the table

"Sir, the sampeyan does not have to be kelit deh, actually can pay no, from six months ago the transfer was not entered as well, even though I have brought a downline of five people. Now they are all demanding that the money be returned, there are even those who accused of fraud and threatened to report me to the police" Ms. Ana said while pounding the table.

The officer ruffled his waist while saying.

"If you don't believe me, I give the data of the company's assets" said the female employee did not want to lose, she left for a while and then came by directly giving a recap book of financial data.

Ah arrived Mrs Blomington felt bodoooh once. Why he did not examine the completeness of the company's license, why he did not ask first to a more skilled person. Now know that fifty million dollars are lost.

Then what, what to say when Mr. Sunandar later asked for money to attend the event, no no it is not the main problem, no, the main thing is when the man knows the shopping money runs out in the first week. Oh my god, what I did.

****

"Sweetie I need..."

The word made the woman's heart beat fast, and she turned to the old man in the shirt who was holding her from the side

"What, money"

"No, all I need is your sweet love"

if her husband does not want to feel she prostrates gratitude.

To cover up the fear, the woman pinched the cheek-friendly Mr. Sunandar while saying.

"Make you what is not dear, let alone love, the sea I will cross, to prove my love"

The two hugged together, that was when Mr. Sunandar whispered

"Then do you mind if I bring my cousin here"

"Of course it's okay mas, I'm glad here someone's helping me with my job"

Then the girl appeared in Blomington's life, she was a slender girl with a yellow hijab and cylindrical glasses that always attached to the body. If you look at it, surely your mind will float on the figure of young students with minus glasses because they read too many books. But what you want to say, that's how it is. Young, smart, and also good at cooking.

It is not uncommon for the two people to talk to each other about the future. Like at the moment.

"Why, why did you wake up, why not just wake up the restaurant" said the girl when the three of them had breakfast on Sunday morning.

The man sipped a little milk coffee and replied.

"Kost an kost can in addition to being a resting place for tourists can also be for investment, now there are many workers looking for a boarding house that deket the workplace, aiming for the opportunity."

The student smashed his lips

"Who said, building a restaurant is more profitable om, if not sold yes stay for sale only place of departure, surely deh, especially if the place of departure is strategic"

"Gini yes ndhuk, om sayin where the name of the business there is an equal opportunity weakness. Not in the business restaurant, or kost an like this. Everything is the same, you think in this world there is no restaurant that closes"

The girl even ruffled her waist as she said.

"Om dare to bet how much, think I can make money, just from selling small cakes like serabi cakes"

Mr. Sunandar hastily sucked his coffee up the toilet and stood up.

"That's enough, I don't want to debate anymore"

What happened six months later...

The girl came back while carrying the parcel and placed it into the living room

"Mas Sunandar, look at this mas I managed to get five hundred thousand from the sale of traditional cakes like oncom, layered, cucur"

The man in a white shirt watching television with Mrs Blomington stood up and hugged her

"Congratulations, but I can't believe there's no photographic evidence"

"More"

The photo shows a beautiful student wearing a white headscarf and wearing a red jacket wrapping a drink with white plastic on a cart, while two young children are waiting in line behind him, there was also a photo of him standing in a large hall with a group of students. Behind them has emblazoned a large writing entrepreneurship UB.

"Well, you've sold before"

The veiled girl lowered her head while blushing in embarrassment

"Since Junior High I have helped my mother, waiting for a fish stall in a traditional market, from which I learned how to serve buyers"

Strange, Mrs Blomington felt lonely that night. He felt that he was not needed by anyone, whether he was or not, his home life continued to run as usual.

"Being a career, highly educated woman is good, but nothing can beat the virtues of a sholehah wife" Astuti's mother said as they both walked down the residential complex in the afternoon.

Ah maybe she was right, maybe I shouldn't present myself as an intelligent, independent, energetic woman. Perhaps what is needed by Mr. Sunandar is a wife who is willing to serve all her needs, not an independent but many argue like this. Maybe....