GOODBYE

37. milk bread

As a result, let's go. Last month, the cavity of his head seemed crowded “view China”. The towers there, more and more hot days this business dance. Busyet, frankly, had never crossed such an immeasurable idea before. Batik trade first, directly nungging. Cook now the story wants to hang out again? Must be lieur, right?

“Don't ah, Mas..” Asih directly fortify, after the husband conveyed the innumerable idea.

“Why, Say?” angling Akas, want to know the opinion of his wife.

“No why-why. Anyway, don't.”

“Can't be so, dong. Must contain reason.”

Even the asih fell silent. Both of his eyebrows groaned, his lips rolling forward. I grimaced dear. You see, if you are posing like that, the youngest daughter of Kiai Ahmad Sanusi is innately invited nian, hehehe....

“Why, Say?” lured again.

“We are not talented, Mas. Not China,” he replied, while looking at the husband with the pose inviting him.

“Hehehe...,” Akas chuckles. Forgetting maybe this.

For a moment, Asih had not realized, the pose was still inviting. A moment passed, conscious as it seemed. Many have changed smiles. “China is also another ah...” he said, timidly caught. “Kan, only half?”

“Hahaha..,” Akas ngakak.

Slow down, Asih laughed. His tone said, Sorry, honey, I was a moment's forgetfulness....

Then, the discussion containing the debate continued. It was a long time, an hour and a half. Conclusion, “Ngak!” sahut Asih's. Waduh, is performing prima teuas babatoknya. Once no, still not. Anyway, no!

However, the Black Steel Satria also contained a stubborn element. Where is steel that is not hard? It's steel, black, satria anyway. Yes, that's hard. So Akas did not give up. At the next cracks, he continued to brief “ views of China” to his wife. Not talking about doang, he also made his calculations for Asih. Think of it as financial analysis, let it be clearer the picture for the princess.

Still fortifying after exposed numbers, but there began to waver. There is a question back from Asih after listening to the calculations. Previously, emoh tree e emoh. Boro-boro asked, the inn would just run away if it was being lectured “ China” view. The next trick, Akas put the counting paper on the table. Pretend forget. Tomorrow, back from work, the papers are gone. Smile at the eagle. Because, the disappearance cannot be sabotaged Power Rangers or plucked by the Barbie. This must have been her mother's.

Some days there is no news. Until one afternoon, Asih approached her husband who was sitting on the front porch. “Mas..,” map.

“Hem?” Akas turned his head, then mesem saw the mathematical paper scroll his wife was holding.

Sit in the next chair, then shut up. Seems to be putting together some good words to open up the conversation.

“What's up, Honey?” Akas.

“Eem, what is the bread business plan?”

“What's the way?”

“How advanced?”

“Lho, he says he doesn't want to?” Akas pretended to be behind his.

Asih silent again for a moment, then said, “Yesterday I chatted with Enci Toko Anyar. Speaking effort. Word Enci, good...”.

Sick smile. Yes, it must be a good answer. After all, the name is the same as Chinese totok anyway. But, really good. This is definitely good news in relation to that.

“Terus?” lure the husband again.

“Yaa, how do you say Mas?”

“I mean, agree, nih?”

Asih sighed while looking at her husband, not yet answering.

“But, I'm afraid Mas..” his sigh later.

“Fear what?”

“If it fails, how?”

“If successful, how?” I shoot back, grimacing.

Asih was silent again. A little while now....

Asih sighed, “Modalnya, our savings?”

“Iya darling. Where else?”

“If it fails, don't buy dong home?”

“Wah, back again the story. If successful, which house would you like?” I smiled dearly. Of course, he was well aware of his wife's feelings. All this time, Asih painstakingly saved. He had always wanted to have his own home. A natural human desire.

Silence for a moment....

I looked at his wife, then smiled.

“We decide, Sih. If not, that's okay. Let it be this way, though frankly I want to. For you too, same kids. Not just for me. That's a lot for the four of you, I'm a little.”

Asih mangosteen, “Ya already, Mas. Come...”

“You mean?”

“Let's make his effort. Enci Toko Anyar said, there is always a risk. If you do not dare to take risks, do not make an effort.”

Akas grimaced wryly, “Enci Shop Anyar say so?”

“He-eh. In fact he said, if you do not have your own business, mending end of his life..,” Asih grimacing sweet.

Wuih's? Akas. The delay is like that last opinion. But, it is up to each other's views. The word bread is so too.

“So, in conclusion how?” Akas asked for affirmation.

“Let's make it, Mas. But be careful, huh? You see, just as much as our capital,” Asih meawanti-wanti, then sigh long.

Frankly, Akas instantly felt his hair slightly goosebumps. Not for fear of failure. There was, but mostly because of the teasing look at the recklessness of the princess of her red veil, which now has four tailed....

Then, Akas began to move with his new vision. Be careful of course, according to the message of the wife. For the first step, he is now more attentive to all the processes in his workplace. It's okay, cheating is common in the business world. Enci himself told him that, when was last. Now Akas is actually copying it. But, funny too, it feels like he is cheating some of his own work.

After believing everything is completely cheated, it can be concluded that from the management tripods of this bakery, production - marketing - finance, the most vital is the marketing aspect. Not that the other two are easy, but it is easier than marketing. Production, yes it is, like making ordinary bread is just a mass scale. Finance, I understand. Well, marketing that feels right interaction with the “X” factor from the outside. So, the next step, he intensively smooths this. Ordinary, whisper first to the target market. It's okay too. Don't look at it as cheating. Really, just something ordinary in business. Thankfully, the response was positive. In other words, the market is ready to accept. The shop owners, their friends, have been here all along.

Third step, presentation to “komisar” Asih. Akas unfolded this flagship plan, with nothing covered. Anyway transparent, including the risk opportunities that exist, not just a beautiful story doang. Do it, part “commissioner” take a decision. That day, Asih has not agreed or refused. He asked for time, Akas invited. It is not an easy matter for those who can be said not to bleed traders. Except maybe a speck of sites from “Dewi Kwan Im” that seday se-Sedayu....

Then, almost a week later, Asih approached her husband who was leha-leha afternoon on the back porch. “Mas...," the sap is crispy.

I looked over, smiling back at his wife's smile. A plate of fried bananas appeared to boil in Asih's hands. After putting the dish on the table, Asih sat in the next chair.

“For the longest time yes, Mas?” he opened the conversation.

“Wait for what?” I pretended not to understand.

“Ah, This Mas. Pretend to forget everything.”

Akas nyerdeh, took a piece of the fried banana, then devoured it. Looking from the side. “Mas...,” he sighed again.

“What, Honey? Just say if you want, hehehe.

“Ah, This Mas. Serious dong.”

“Lho, where not serious?” Akas is still mopehleh.

Even the manyun style is inviting. Akas who was floundering so back chuckle. Slowly, Asih also laughed....

“Mas, let's make it,” he said, just after his laughter subsided.

Akas sighed, “Truly, nih?”

Asih nodded steadily. I stared at him for a moment, Jalu nodded back. They also smile at each other sweetest.

The milky loaf....