Dowager Bohay

The Black Youth

Djiwa was already sitting on the bench of the stall when Roses opened the door. The rose was surprised to see Djiwa. "Astaghfiullah! Mr Djiwa?"

"Eh Roses, I ngaggetin you huh? I want to knock on the door afraid to wake up you who rest again," replied Djiwa.

"Yes a little surprised. Has Djiwa been since?" Rose locked the door of her contract house and put the key to her house in the sling bag she was wearing.

"New. Come on, let's go to the market again!" bring Djiwa.

"Come on. Very Spirit of Djiwa. I liked. Hardworking features!" praise Rose. They walked next door to the owner's house pick up.

"I like you too," Inner Djiwa.

"I owe a lot to Roses. Hopefully my hard work can make the Rose business more successful again," replied Djiwa.

"Amen."

They went to the market like yesterday morning. Djiwa sighed deeply when she had to take a pick up car that was originally empty and came home crammed with various vegetables. His nose was no longer nauseous when he smelled the dirty and smelly market scent. But it is not the soul of his name if it does not create change.

"Tomorrow to ride the bike, yes" said Djiwa.

"motor? Whose bike?" ask the confused rose.

"My cousin's motor, Rendi. He said he wanted to buy a new bike and I was on loan" replied Djiwa.

"Terselah Mas Djiwa only."

Djiwa also directly contacted Rendi who had not been asleep for a long time when Roses were bargaining with vegetable traders.

"Today you bring Supra butut bokap lo to the house contract me!" djiwa's Command.

"It's got bokap. How angry are you?" asked Rendi with a sleepy-sounding voice.

"Gue payin 5 million!" tawar Djiwa's.

"Cannot. That's rare. Very dear bokap. Can diomelin-"

"20 million!" cut Djiwa.

"If that's what it could do. I'll sign you later in the day!" 5 Million to his papa and 15 million to him. Pretty extra money.

"Don't forget, tell me the Rose if you buy a new bike!" djiwa Message.

"Which motor is new?" ask Rendi.

"Use the office inventory" replied Djiwa.

"Not bought?" tawar Rendi's.

"Udah do you cooperate with me?" threaten Djiwa's.

"Kidding, Boss. Don't be angry, dong! Come on, boss to the market first. Boss Djiwa went to the market," ledek Rendi.

Djiwa turned off her phone connection in annoyance. "Assistant is insolent, if not for his best friend and his work was good I fired a long time ago!" grunts Djiwa.

The soul came to the rose. Help Roses bring a variety of vegetables and chicken pieces like yesterday and go home with a pick up car full of vegetables. He was angry but no longer complained like yesterday. Even Djiwa enjoyed the beauty of the Rose when her hair was blown by the wind. Roses are so familiar to other traders, it is natural that many Roses like, their children are friendly and smiling.

After getting out of the car and walking into the house, Djiwa helps Rose clean the chicken. Today Djiwa was taught how to prise a chicken. A new experience for him plunged into the kitchen straight away.

"Mas Djiwa just rest first. I can help you at 10 when I open the shop." The roses clean up their former breakfast.

Apparently Djiwa. He woke up at half-eleven and rushed to the Rose house after washing his face. Buyers have started coming to the stalls, mostly men with hidden intentions on the Roses.

"Beautiful Rose, what is the difference between a rose and a chicken?" ask the men with white beards.

"It's different, sir. My time is equated with the hens of plop," replied the Rose.

"That's not the answer, Beautiful Roses. The difference is, if the chicken is mocked but if the Roses are dear," the temptations of the fathers are cheered by other buyers.

The smiling rose heard a flutter for her. Roses feel funny with the actions of these gentile fathers. "Mother can. Because you're funny, Rose love bonus know ya 1."

"Alhamdulillah Cangik, aa happy," replied the fathers of the white beard who again cheered the others. "I think it's important that the rose both know weeek!" reply to the white bearded men.

"Huuuu!" After being cheered on, the other male change centerpiece advanced.

Djiwa who is helping to wash dirty dishes that accumulate began to feel upset with the behavior of male centil who every day just increasing in number.

"Rose, let's beb you want to eat chicken breast tender yes. A strong penyet yes, as strong as the bond of love between us. I'll just eat here. It's better to eat it at the mouth of my dear rose, okay?" seductive young man in black with sparkling white teeth.

"No!" answer the Rose firmly. "What drink?"

"Es sweet tea. Semanis smiles a rose for me" replied the young man in black.

"Yes. Sit down, Mom. Let me make it." The rose inserts a piece of chicken breast into a hot frying pan filled with cooking oil in large quantities.

Djiwa makes sweet iced tea at the request of the buyer sucks and puts it roughly on the table. "His heart has not been stirred. Then stir it yourself, fearing the sweetness of diabetes!" said Djiwa with a spicy.

"If the same rose has been stirred!" protest the buyer.

"Roses are busy stirring up the love of us both. Don't protest too much, just drink!" Djiwa left the buyer's desk and went back to washing dishes.

Roses that pay attention to what Djiwa is doing appear to smile thinly. He presents the order of the young man in black but Djiwa deftly takes over. "Let me, please" said Djiwa.

Djiwa also delivered a chicken order with a buyer who was seen protesting because it was not the Rose that delivered. "Cock not the rose that nganterin?"

"Another rose brings our love both to the brink, satisfied?" ledek.

The buyer looks even more upset with Djiwa. He also protested against the rose. "Dear Rose, who is she? Keep some distance between us?"

"What are you conjoined twins so there's no distance?" djiwa Cibir.

The rose broke the debate before it became a huge commotion. "Mas Djiwa is my fiancee, I'm sorry if Mas Djiwa likes to look a little jealous."

"Jealous? Any timing? Not maybe ah. Just had a crush on Rose already made me jealous?" inner Djiwa.

"Oh, fiancee. Just fiancee has done it, Ma'am. Be careful when married to a jealous man. Mbak Mawar tuh Widow Bohay famous all over chicken geprek. Must be mentally prepared if you are his fiancee. Baperan really! Not necessarily going to belong to Mba Roses. It's the same with me, Ma'am. I'm not jealous of the people" said the young man in black.

The rose saw the soul begin to be somewhat emotional. He also mediates this little debate. "Yes, don't go on anymore. It is only natural that Djiwa is jealous. Thanks for your attention all this time." The rose remembered something. "One more thing, I like to be jealous. That means I am dear. If my partner is indifferent and not jealous, it should be suspected that his love is with me."

The soul smiled at the words of the rose. "Yes! Roses like it when I'm jealous! Yess! Beware of you buyers, just be prepared to get the same jealous Rose fiance!" inner Djiwa.

"Eh, I'm not just a fake fiancee, am I?" inner Djiwa. The smile on his face disappeared again. "Look, I'll make this engagement a reality!"

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