Genius Princess Bryan

Princess Genius Bryan 28

"Ma...Mamaaaa" shouted the little boy as he ran towards me with the school uniform that was still attached to his body, not to forget also with a smile that adorned his lips

"Dear dear" said Agatha as she spread out her arms welcoming the small body that ran cheerfully towards her

the Flashback

"Where else am I going?" lirih Agatha after exiting one of the ports in East Java

Dizziness and confusion that Agatha felt at that time, Agatha had no one to rely on and.money, Well.indeed Agatha had money in her Atm her work in the store. But of course he can not depend just by relying on the money in his Atm and also the results of selling his phone

After almost a day looking for a place that can be made for shelter, Agatha finally found a decent cost because the facilities were almost complete ranging from the kitchen, bathroom in, water to shower and drink

"Excuse me ma'am, I'm sorry I want some?" agatha politely pepper mother mother owner boarding

"Yes deck, what's up? is something broken inside?" Mother mother of the room asked back

"Eh, I'm not buk. So gini, I want nanya"

"Around here there are open job vacancies, right?" agatha

"Emmm" looked like the mother was thinking, maybe trying to dismantle the memory in her brain

"Ah..iya, there is mbak. in the food stall owned by Mr. Samsul it seems that again need people to help help" the mother of the room spoke with a sparkling face, probably because it had managed to dismantle the contents of his brain memory

"Wahhh really buk, I want to buk..I want" Agatha was not less angry because she felt luck was on her side.

"Yaudah..kau mbakannya want, tomorrow I anterin to the stall aja how?" option Mother owner cost

"Yes yes yes yes, thank you very much ma'am" sincere remarks from Agatha

"Yes mbak, the same" replied the mother of the cost owner

Late in the evening, Agatha was busy with her budget-friendly event. Agatha did not need to go out just to find food because on the way Agatha had bought some bread and a large bottle of mineral water. Although Agatha is actually not the type of person who will be full without eating rice, but because the body feels tired it is okay for tonight the stomach is stuffed with bread only

Slowly the day began to darken and changed with a bright morning, a new day to cultivate a million hopes. Agatha, too, today is her first day of work

"Their story is about the first yes behind" said Mr. Samsul the owner of the food stall

"Huh? what sir?" Agatha gawked incomprehensibly at the words of her Boss

"Early, forget me. I tried to speak Indonesian"

"It turns out the language is still stuck" said Mr. Samsul patted his bidat

"Hehehe, so what sir?" ask Agatha again

"You wash the dishes first in the back" explained Mr. Samsul again

The first day without his family and also without a painting shop that he built with the foundation of a dream dream. Now Agatha knit desperately to be an employee. Agatha's task is only to deliver food to buyers, wash dishes and glasses also wipe the table and sweep it

"Well, Mr. Bro. Bojo new to?"

"(Well, Mr. Bro. New wife huh?"tease one of the customers

"Husss.ngawur wae weki"

"(Husss..ngaco aja you)" replied Mr. Samsul who was a bit worried with the ledge.

"Piye to sir, wong iseh num lan ayu sisan"

"Where the hell sir, people are young and beautiful too)" tempts customers again. Mr. Samsul shook his head without any intention of retaliating

Day by day Agatha has passed so that it does not feel like she has been working for almost 2 weeks in Pak Samsul stall. Here Agatha earns daily wages. Of course this is beneficial for Agatha because every day she has income

"Oiya, where are you from?" ask Mr. Samsul while sipping his coffee. Coincidentally, the current atmosphere of the stall is very quiet, even there are no buyers at all when the stall was very crowded

Here Mr. Samsul only sells because the one who cooks is his wife, so every morning Mr. Samsul is the one who brings all his cooking from home. The Wife can not join the sale to accompany Mr. Samsul because the wife of Mr. Samsul has a side business making cakes with neighbors and Mr. Samsul's wife only works part-time only, after waking up in the morning and cooking he will rest until noon and continue to make cakes until afternoon

"I am from Jakarta sir" replied Agatha

"La here who's nduk?" ask Mr. Samsul again

"Self Sir" replied Agatha briefly, intending to immediately end the question and answer session

"Where are your parents? How come you are here to go alone anyway" apparently Agatha's efforts to end the conversation in vain because it was Mr. Samsul felt interested in scraping information about Agatha

"I want to be independent sir, and it just so happens that my parents support my decision" Agatha replied

"Oh, do you have a husband?" ask again

Degs...Agatha felt that the question asked by Mr. Samsul was scraping at her heart wound. Well Agatha remembered that she was no longer a girl but also someone who had never married. Ahhhh ..he is just a stranger and I think this old man is too cool with my business.of course it is only Agatha's speech in his heart, he will not be disrespectful to the person who has paid him

"Emmmm I am still single sir" replied Agatha

"Sorry sir I want to wash the dishes first behind" said Agatha really want to end so that there are no further questions

"Alright" replied Mr. Samsul

Agatha also passed back At this time Agath was washing dishes, here washing the dishes had used washtaffle so Agatha did not need to feel back pain because sitting

Suddenly someone hugged Agatha from behind, of course Agatha was very surprised by the touch until her body stiffened

"Sssstttt shut up, just enjoy Agatha here while there are no people" said Mr. Samsul whispered right in Agatha's ear