
“Raksa, what's wrong? This part has come? You're not in college? Did something happen?” Daniah nodded her sister with a question. Moreover, his sister appeared even without notice. He didn't call or chat.
“I'm not papa Kak.”
Raksa pulled Daniah's hand, he who just wanted to go into the shophouse according to when his sister took him to sit in the garden chair. In front of this lined shophouse there is indeed a small garden and seating. The shady tree of two trunks makes this place comfortable to wear sitting rest.
“Kak Niah okay?” ask her worriedly
“Hey, why? Of course I'm fine.” Daniah smiled cheerfully, trying to show that she was okay.
“He didn't hit you or treat you badly right?” Raksa touched Daniah's cheek, checked her sister's neck, in case there was any sign of violence or anything. Nothing seems strange, he thought.
“I'm fine, Mr. Saga treated me well.”
“Long!” quick refute Daniah's words.
“Really don't worry, I will take good care of myself there. I'll survive well in hell though, so don't worry about it. Have breakfast yet?” Daniah patted her sister's head gently.
“Kak Niah hasn't eaten?”
“I just had breakfast sandwich earlier, want to eat?”
“Hemm, may, I am also hungry.”
“Raksa, are you protesting at home huh?” it seems like Daniah's guess is correct, because Raksa lowered her face a sign of guilt. Maybe this is what his sister can do as a form of affection. “Do you have a fight with your mother?”
The mercury is getting deeper.
“Do not like that, my father who has sold me, this has nothing to do with your mother.” Although honestly Daniah hated her stepmother, but in front of Raksa she never showed hatred.
Aaaa, even though I already know, why when I heard the truth it was so painful. Never mind, this has happened, I have become a wife or rather a servant of Mr. Saga. No matter how much hatred I show will not change anything.
While their conversation was still hanging in silence someone was seen approaching.
“Mbak Niah is here? We have finished stock update of goods,” Tika gives info.
“How should I, already at breakfast yet? I'm the same Raksa buy breakfast first yes.” Daniel answered and got up from his seat.
“Ia Mbak.”
“Which else what?” Daniah asked again.
“Have started reply chat orderan mbak.”
“Alright, what breakfast would you like, let all be boughtin.”
“What aja mbak. I'm waiting for the package he said in a moment until.” Tika smiled shyly, unwilling to mention what breakfast she wanted.
Daniah gave her thumbs up. Then he pulled his sister's hand. To walk after him. Near his place of work, there are many food stalls. They have a large menu for breakfast.
The two-storey shophouse that he lives in now as his place of work is a place that he bought with the capital money given by his father. He was kneeling before his father. Begging help. He wants to live independently. The ridiculous reason, the main one was to escape from the hatred of his stepmother. That woman, until she was this big still looked at him one eye. A useless child, a child he wants to throw away from the family.
Daniah has been working from the bottom. From him who was originally just a reseller without stock goods, but he worked hard by learning how to sell online properly. He met with a group of online entrepreneurs. From there little by little he can expand his business. Now the product is divided into two. Children's clothing and adult clothing. First floor for adult clothing items stock and second floor for children's clothing items stock. He has six employees who are helping him.
In his third year, his father collected capital money as well as interest he had to pay. Married to Saga Rahardian to make up for the company's debt, and save the family from bankruptcy. The capital that his father once gave him must be returned with his body and his whole life.
INOSCOPE..............