Father's Choice of Sort

Visiting Boutique

One week has passed. Now Sandra has established herself to start her own business even though it is only a small business. Helped by her husband who has now fully supported her decision, Sandra is getting excited four and five. Every day as usual, he would do his duty first, such as preparing breakfast, preparing Alfian work clothes and cleaning the apartment. After that, he just left for college. Whenever there was free time, Sandra used the opportunity to practice and create the clothing designs she wanted to produce for her boutique.

Sandra is increasingly convinced to pursue her new world after her friends and friends also provide support and encouragement to her.

Like today, he was in the cafeteria where Intan worked. Not only himself, he was also with Nurul who deliberately made an appointment to meet him there.

" The spirit of San, I support a thousand percent. Hopefully in the future given smoothness and success." Nurul said again.

" Aamiin's. Thanks to Rul...Your prayers and support are very much needed now." Reply Sandra while sipping orange ice in front of her.

" Yes, I also pray the same for you and your husband. But... So more quiet, surely we will be all busy. So it's getting harder for us to get together like this. Now Salsa is coming to work." Connect with Intan who sat with them. The day is still not too late so the cafe is still a little visitor.

" Don't let that ah, rich will not meet for long, but we will still meet every day on campus.., usually also Salsa who likes to talk melow so. Tumben it's you who's upset..." Sandra comforted her friend.

" Yes-iya bebs... Don't know, I feel lonely.." Reply Intan giggling.

" Is there a problem ? Same story as us..." Ask Sandra to investigate.

" No, there's no.." Answer Intan.

" Sure ? If there's any story, it's the same with us. Who knows if we can help." Imbuh Sandra who was approved by Nurul with a nod.

" Yes, there's nothing." Intan's Kekeh.

Sandra still looked at him curiously. Not usually the super cheerful and cepas-ceplos Intan looks so strange today. But since Intan has not been willing to open up, then he does not want to force her.

" Oya, how are you with Arkha ?" Sandra asked Nurul.

" Thank God our relationship is fine." Answer Nurul later.

" Thank God, I'm waiting for the good news....?"

" Well, run away ah when it comes to couples. My single soul is streaming in later .." Gurau Diamond.

" Hehehe, there's-there's just... Uh, well, I don't want to.., I know my friend. He was his son diligent and exclaimed abis, Kanya fit deh same you who are hardworking and a little tomboy.. Criteria is great." Nurul said excitedly.

" Want to be a matchmaker for the story ?" Sela Sandra's.

" Hehehe, you know what his soul mate is.."

" Gak ah, I think that soul mate is something pure, mysterious... And I can't guess, I just follow the plot. Later if you have met his soul mate there is also a nyantol by itself. Kaya Sandra tuh, there is no wind there is no rain suddenly asked for marriage. If the soul mate will not be able to avoid. Anyway, right now I have to focus on college and work. Love is number so much in my dictionary. Moreover, I have not been able to distinguish between liking and falling in love. Because every time I see a handsome guy, all I like ... Haha." Intan's laughter was honest.

" God... Diamond Basic... Hehe..." Sandra and Nurul laughed at their friend's honest answer.

" Okay, it's up to you. It's not good if I force it..."

" Yes, but I understand that you mean well. Uhh... Seneng can know you." Intan really meant it.

" Oh, you're more so today ?" Sandra protesting with a crybaby.

Half an hour later, the three of them separated. Intan still has to work while Nurul and Sandra plan to visit the shop where she will open her boutique.

Sandra arrived at the address Alfian had sent via message. Her husband was meeting out of town so he could not accompany Sandra to visit her boutique candidate.

In exchange, Sandra asks Nurul to accompany her so that there is a friend.

When he arrived, there was a father who greeted him.

" Mrs Sandra is it ?" Greet that father.

" Yes... Ee, whose father ?" Sandra asked confusedly.

" I Bagas madam. I was sent by Mr. Alfian to help prepare all the needs of the lady's boutique." Mr. Bagas explained.

" Oh, yeah....Sorry sir, I forgot. From yesterday, Mas Al told me." Said Sandra slightly hitting her forehead with the palm of her hand.

" Yes madam. It's okay." Answer Mr. Bagas.

" Sir, don't call mrs dong... Call me mbak." Pinta Sandra who is shy and does not want to be called by that name.

" But madam..."

" ba..baik..." Said Mr. Bagas at last.

" Then let's nyo... uh, let's take me inside and walk around." Bring Mr. Bagas.

" Good sir, Oya introduce first. This is my best friend, his name is Nurul." Sandra introduces Nurul to Pak Bagas.

" I'm Nurul sir" Nurul said.

" Bagas non.."

" Same sir, call me mbak too." Nurul said.

" Good mbak." Said Mr. Bagas obediently.

" What are the duties of the father ?" Sandra asked who didn't know much. Her husband insisted she would take care of everything if Sandra wanted to keep the boutique open. Sandra was only asked to focus on making the design and leave it to Alfian to be produced immediately. Like Sandra's desire at that time, some of her employees were housewives who had stopped working after marriage or were hindered from having toddlers. Because most of them find it difficult to get a job again because of age. Most factories or convection now accept employees who are young or have just graduated from school.

" My job here is a lot. Starting from checking materials, arranging fabric orders and also supervising the employees who work. For financial and other matters entirely mbak Sandra who handle."

" Oh, all right, sir. Thanks for the cooperation. Please help and guidance, sir. Because honestly I just jumped in this first time in the business world."

" It doesn't matter mbak. I will help as much as I can."

" The employees have been working since yesterday, sir ?"

" Yes mbak. Starting today they have started making clothes according to the design that mbak make. Yesterday we were still sorting out and choosing the right type of fabric to keep it comfortable to wear."

" good sir.. Very good work. I want the main target of our efforts to be the lower middle class first. Try to use good quality fabrics even if we sell them at a more affordable price from the market. The advantage is small no matter, the important thing is convenience and quality is our main capital to get customers." Sandra.

" Ready to go. It's all done the way you wanted."

Sandra and Nurul are then invited around to see Sandra's boutique. The two-story building was wider than Sandra had previously thought. Upstairs, is where the production takes place, while downstairs is where various types of clothing will be sold. Because no clothes have been completed in production, so downstairs still looks empty.

After seeing and introducing themselves to their employees. Sandra was brought back downstairs.

" Here is your workspace." Said Mr. Bagas telling.

Sandra looked at her not-so-extensive study. But enough for him to work and rest when tired. The room contained only one desk and work chair, as well as one long sofa in the corner of the room.

Sandra nodded with satisfaction because she wanted her study not to be so spacious.

" Oya if for employees who stand under when to start entering work, sir ?" Ask Sandra.

" Actually yesterday they came and put all this in order, Mom. But since there is no more work, maybe after the clothes are ready they start coming in again."

" okay... Thank you very much sir, I like the arrangement of the space and also the facilities available. Looks spacious and comfortable. Especially upstairs. I am happy to see them working comfortably and well. Because in addition to customers, we also have to think about the comfort and safety of the workers so that they can work well." Sandra.

" May be sure. Everyone leave it to me. It has become my duty and duty."

Sandra nodded in understanding.

" If no one wants to talk about it anymore, I'm resigning, I want to go back to work." Pamit Pak Bagas's.

" Good sir, thanks again for the hard work. Enough for today. I'll go home first."

" Everyone.."

After saying goodbye, Sandra and Nurul returned home from the boutique by using an online taxi.

" Stop by my apartment, huh Rul ?" Persuade Sandra.

" Okay, Arkha's gonna pick me up and let me go back to the boarding house." Reply Nurul who has been more silent since.

" Hm, I don't think yes, I'm your attention has been pantes become a businessman. " Nurul Imbuh.

" Yes pray it'll all be good huh ? I learned a lot from Mas Al. He taught me marketing and everything else. It's still learning ." I'm Sandra.

" Siip, may the future be successful."

" Aamiyen." Teach them together.