GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
EPISODE 50'S
Restu surprised.
“Lisa? What do you want to come here?” restu said not happy.
Seeing that the plow did not like it, instead of retreating, Lisa actually approached, then sat in a chair in front of Restu's desk.
“Restu, forgive me yes?”
“Yes, well, I'm sorry, but please go, I'm busy.”
“Yes, my God, I beg you to listen to my story. Please.”
“What am I listening to your story for? Your business is none of my business, we have no ties. So you better just go.”
Suddenly Lydia was crying. Restu confusion. There were his men outside his room, and definitely saw what happened.
“Terlena by sir Thomas's persuasion, so that I forget you. I'm sorry Restu. And hearing you're divorced, I came to see you, let's start again everything from the beginning.”
“No, I can't. Go.”
“Restu, I'm not working anymore now. Sir Thomas's wife fired me,” his wish.
“It's none of my business Lisa, please go.”
“Your gift bracelet was also requested by Mr Thomas' wife, she thought the bracelet was from her husband, even though it was from you Restu? I keep it because I love you.”
“No, no. Don't tell me anything, I don't want to hear it, it's none of my business.”
“Restu, I still love me you.”
“Stop, I'm getting married.”
“What? Who do you want to marry Restu?”
“You don't need to know, it's none of your business.”
“I just want to know, and want to know him only.”
“No need, he is nothing to you, and there is no benefit in getting to know you. Please go, I still have a lot of business,” he said as he stood up, then climbed upstairs, entered his room and locked him up.
Lisa was upset. He stood up and walked out of the small room, where Restu usually worked, controlling his company.
Before exiting, Lisa turned to the employees and raved.
“That master of yours has now changed. He used to love me so much. Whatever I ask for is always given. Then he became poor. Now, when he started to be able to build up the business again, he forgot the same about me. Brutal right? Does he even want to get married, he said? Hm, I want to see her, what does her wife look like, prettier than me?”
Then Lisa stepped away, accompanied by a strange view of who was there, including some people who were repairing their cars in the workshop.
“Who the hell is he?” ask someone.
The employees just shrugged their shoulders.
“Shameless woman,” chirps another.
“Yes, the time of indulging something that should be kept secret, in public places anyway.”
“Pak boss also does not care, was left just like that.”
“Definitely crazy women.”
Then they didn't care, and continued their work again, because some customers were waiting.
***
‘Rio .. we will have gawe.” Shouted Wulan happily when her husband came home.
“About mas Restu?”
“Yes, Pure is ready. Father alike mother very happy.”
“Arrange everything, find the building and_”
“No Rio, no need.”
“What do you mean? Aren't they getting married?”
“But Pure doesn't want any party. Simply get married and done.”
“So yeah? Maybe his rame-rames in their village.”
“Not really.”
“Kok everything is not anyway?”
“Purely ask to get married here, so Mr. Restu is taking care of it. Maybe a few days are over. Relieved I became.”
“I'm glad that finally all is well. Where is Pure now? At home dad?”
“Iya, together with yu Sarni, is at the father's house.”
“Mandi first, later after maghrib we to there.”
“Alright, angel,” said Rio who went straight into his room. Wulan had prepared a change of clothes for her husband, then went to the kitchen to make her husband's favorite bitter coffee. There was a toast he made for a snack, then served it on a table in the living room.
Wulan tuned the television while waiting for her husband, when suddenly her phone rang.
“From mom,” murmured while lifting the call.
“Ya Mother,” sapanya.
“Wulan, your husband is home?”
“Already Mom, now just shower.”
“Come here, because you want to talk with you. Later Restu will also go to home.”
“Rupanya mom want to have a party?” canda Wulan's.
“No Wulan, right mom has said, that Murni only wants to do kobul ijab only, do not want a party.”
“Iya, Wulan already know kok Bu.”
“But in any case everything has to be prepared?”
“Iya Bu.”
“Come quickly, I've been waiting.”
“Alright, after bathing, Rio will soon Wulan bring you here.”
“All Rio brought his guitar,” suddenly heard the voice of Mr. Broto interjecting.
“Bapak is there anyway, want to talk or want to sing?” said Mrs Baroto was upset.
“Times all night to talk. There will be free time to have fun for a while,” protest Mr. Broto. Wulan who heard the debate smiled to herself.
“Wulan,” says bu Broto.
“Rio has to bring his guitar right?” cut Wulan while laughing.
“Yes, you heard yes. Your father was screaming.”
“Alright Mom, I will prepare the guitar now, so that Rio does not forget to bring it.”
“Iya Wulan, soon yes, we wait. Tuh, Restu has come.”
“We'll be there soon Bu.”
***
The preparation is not too fussy as if there is a wedding at home. But still everything has to be prepared. Rio and Wulan also have to shop, buy a good kebaya for Murni when married, and clothes for Yu Sarni, as well as Broto's mom and herself. Rio also bought a new suit for Restu, so that although simple but the wedding can be an unforgettable moment for everyone.
Pure just according to it, and because Wulan had often bought clothes for Pure, then he could choose clothes that fit for Pure, just a little long in the stomach, then he could choose clothes that were right for Pure, because the gestational age of five months must make the stomach is increasingly bulging.
The wedding was over, attended only by the family, and the close relatives of Yu Sarni from the village were only two or three people. But Yu Sarni looks happy, seeing her son coupled with a handsome employer and seem to love his son.
“You guys don't stay in the workshop, I see the room is just a nice room, but not enough equipment for a household,” said Mr. Broto.
“I'll give you the gift of a house. I have prepared it, and you can see it, if there is less, just say,” continued Mr. Broto.
“We should be able to stay in a simple house. Why did you buy it? Initially Restu will contract first,” said Restu.
“No, it's a gift for your wedding. You can't refuse it. Tomorrow morning we will see it, invite Pure also.”
“That's your father's request, you don't refuse,” continued bu Broto.
Want to not obey Restu. The house was chosen by his father, not far from the workshop where he worked. Small but good, complete with furniture.
“How's Mur? You like?” ask Restu to Pure.
“As for Mr. Restu only,” replied Pure who is not so familiar with her husband.
They ended up living in the new house happily.
Restu was only in the workshop when his workshop opened, and Pure sent food to her husband and the employees every afternoon, the results of her own cooking.
“The longer Pure gets used to her present life, let alone Restu taking great care of her. Always deliver when she checks the pregnancy, and forbid her to work too hard, because Pure has indeed been used to diligently since helping at Wulan's house.
That morning Murni went to the market for shopping, because his kitchen supply was already running low. While choosing vegetables, suddenly someone reprimanded him.
“O, this is Pure, waiting for Mr Broto, the very famous businessman?”
Purely silent in surprise.
***
Tomorrow again yes.
