Dowager Bohay

Discussion While Massage

The day was getting dark but a crowded atmosphere was still created in Warung Janda Bohay. All in accordance with the planning that Djiwa made.

Places to gather and hang out for various groups. Not only parents, school children, students and mothers are made one by Djiwa. What unites them is food.

The menu that was originally just a staple chicken and a chicken with sweet iced tea is now increasing in number. There is toast, iced palm sugar coffee, various juices and many others.

Now not just three, there are new employees who fit the Djiwa criteria. I went to cooking school. His job is to help Roses in the kitchen prepare a variety of menus ordered by customers.

"You tired?" ask Djiwa after work. Djiwa now often leaves Rose and works in the company. A lot of tenders he had to win from Melati to pay for his mistake messed up their dinner. Papa doesn't want to know, it's a punishment for Djiwa.

The soul also has to investigate many things. One of them is about a plan to throw himself using Aksa's hand. A large amount of money was seen going into Aksa's account. Who else would have sent it if not Melati. Cunning.

The rose formed a smile on his face. It shook even though his body felt sore. He does not want to look weak in front of Djiwa. "No, Mom."

The soul pinches the tip of the Rose's nose slowly. "lik! I know you are tired. Buyers never end up coming to our stalls. You must be tired of making orders."

Roses can no longer lie. He smiled and his white teeth were visible. "Capek but still a reasonable stage, Mas. I'm happy, though tired but the stalls are crowded. I'm sure I can pay my debt if a lot of people like this continue."

"Later night Mas pijitin. Guarantee you, all your aches will be gone. Mas will give you a loving massage. Uh, you're done coming by the moon yet?" Djiwa drinks the sweet iced tea that Roses offer. It was sweet, as sweet as it made it.

"It has. Just had a mandatory shower this morning." The rose takes a cup of bread and greases it with margarine. Put it in the grill and flip through to ripen evenly. There were only the two of them in the kitchen at the moment. His new employee is praying maghrib.

"Would it be plus-plus?" Djiwa smiled with intent.

"Yes. Whatever, Mas. What office, Mas? Is the problem over?" The rose lifted up the ripe bread. Chocolates and messis he sprinkled. At the top of the grated cheese overflowing with sweetened condensed milk makes the Rose-made toast very tasty and much to be interested in. Not stingy topping, so the High School kids say.

"Not yet, dear. A lot of bad guys now. Poor my Boss. The people around him wanted to destroy the business he was running. All means are done even throw-" Djiwa realizes that he is back almost slipped.

"Wasted?" Rose asked because Djiwa suddenly stopped her speech.

"Disposing .. proof of their crime neatly. We were assigned to look for him. Maybe Mas will often work to the office from now on." Lucky Djiwa can quickly give a reason. Do not let the rose suspect.

"Be careful, Mom. What you do is quite risky. I'm worried about you. Honestly, there was trauma inside of me. In the past, Mas Pur had never been frank about what made him anxious and frightened. If I dig deeper, maybe I can save Mas Pur's life." The eyes of the rose are empty. Sadness still lingers despite having a new husband.

Djiwa walked up to the Rose and hugged his beloved wife. She was not jealous of her wife mentioning her ex-husband's name. Djiwa knows what his wife meant.

The rose worries the soul. That's what Djiwa caught. Different is the assessment of smart people like Djiwa. Not narrow-brained and easy to conclude something. "I'll take care of myself for you. I-i promise. You don't have to worry!"

Roses nodded. "I'm scared, Mom. I love Mas very much. I'm afraid someone hurt me."

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Tonight Djiwa fulfilled his promise. Massaging the legs of a sore rose all day back and forth in the kitchen.

"Miss my massage?" ask Djiwa.

Roses nodded. "Great son. It feels all tired I lost when you flinched."

"Good dong? Will your energy recover again? Keep us ...." Djiwa hangs her words. The rose understands what the soul means.

"Yes. I will fulfill my duty. Just take it easy. This obligation I voluntarily do. Tasty and bawling. Who wants to refuse?"

The soul laughed at the Rose's reply. "My wife's smart."

"Mas, according to Mas shophouse we are too small no heck? I sometimes see buyers in front. I'm sorry, Mas." Roses now want to talk about the contents of his mind to the Soul. How to discuss what Djiwa did to make Roses comfortable to convey his ideas. Roses even contribute a lot to the menu.

"It's getting smarter my wife. They see opportunity. Just think about it." Djiwa pretends to think when she already knows what steps she will take. Djiwa's hands keep massaging the pure white skin of the Rose.

After being silent for five minutes, Djiwa also expressed his idea. The real idea he had been thinking about from the beginning. "How about we rent the shop next door. We magnify your efforts? If you don't miscalculate, there's still money from the loan you saved."

"I'm sorry, honey, not Mas patronizing. The money you borrow must pay interest every month and the amount is decent as well. All this time you are afraid to use the money for fear of not being able to pay the debt. According to Mas, you are mistaken. Just use that money as capital. The benefits gained can pay the loan. The greater the capital, the greater the profit we can." Djiwa has finished massaging the rose. His wife sat up straight and thought of the words of Djiwa.

"If not return what capital, Mas? What do I pay for it?" The rose again doubted his ability..

The soul grabbed both arms of the Rose and made the Rose look into her eyes. The eagle eye that was able to sedate many of the Eve approached and was helpless. "I paid for it! I mean, I'll take it. Do not hesitate any more. We're making your efforts bigger, okay?"

Rose saw confidence in her husband's eye bead. Slowly his head nodded. Djiwa smiled and now invited his wife to do a pleasant duty as his wife said earlier.

The soul is awake in a third of the night. Seeing the Rose that was sound asleep. Djiwa enveloped his body and contacted his assistant Rendi.

"Ren, Rose wants to rent the shop next door. Tomorrow find someone to pretend to be the shopkeeper. Remember, don't get caught. I didn't like the way he was acting at the time!" Djiwa is telling Rendi whatever it takes.

Without the Soul knowing, the Awakened Rose hears all the talk of the Soul. The Rose's heart was racing. "What is Soul hiding? Why look for people?"

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