He'S JUST My Son

Nine_ Don't Worry, son,,,

After the brief introduction, Adam returned to his desk and began eating meatballs that no longer emitted hot smoke. When the meatballs in the first bowl had run out and Adam would eat the meatballs He had ordered for Sisca, suddenly, Nilam came to Adam's table carrying a meatball that was still blowing smoke and replacing the meatballs belonging to Sisca who was just about to be touched by Adam.

"I'll just change this one, Adam. It's cold, less delicious to eat," said Miss Nilam while putting a bowl of meatballs that emit a seductive aroma and take the meatballs belonging to Sisca who was left alone by the woman who came with Adam earlier.

"No need to bother, ma'am. That one also does not matter to me, the meat is good even though the sauce was already warm," Adam replied.

Ms. Nilam shook her head, "no bother at all, Mas. For me, customer satisfaction is the main thing. So, it does not matter if you only change one bowl of meatballs because if the customer is satisfied, God willing he will come back again, right?" bright miss Nilam, who was approved by Adam by nodding.

"That's right, Mom. I agree with what I said earlier," Adam replied with a smile showing his dimples, which added to the charm of the blaster-faced young man.

"Mom, can we have a chat for a second?" pinta Adam politely.

"Yes, wait a minute, Mom. I tidy up the empty bowl first, Mas Adam can spend the meatballs first," replied his mother Melati as she tidied the table and brought the meatballs of Sisca still intact and the empty bowl of Adam.

Nilam told Melati to wash the dirty bowls that he had brought, while the skinny woman rushed back to Adam's table and brought mineral water to the man she had just met.

Ms. Nilam was sitting a short distance in front of Adam, having previously placed a bottle of mineral water in front of the cross-faced young man.

"Sorry, Mom. Doesn't interfere with mom's time, does it?" adam asked while circulating his gaze, to see if there was a buyer or not.

Melati's mother shook her head, "no, Mas."

"The meatballs you're selling are so good, they're really champions of taste," praised Adam as he wiped the sweat off his forehead with tissue, the young man then drank the warm tea he had ordered.

"It's just right, the taste of the sauce is also steady and the aroma is really appetizing," continued Adam judge, like a master chef who is assessing participants cooking on television.

Ms. Nilam smiled, "Mas Adam could have praised her," replied Nilam.

"Oh yes, Mom. I happen to have a restaurant in the city center and there are several branches near the tourist attractions, how about we work together?" bargain Adam.

Ms. Nilam sharpened her eyes to look at Adam, clearly the woman was very surprised to hear Adam's words, "didn't you hear me wrong, son?" ask Nilam.

Adam smiled, "i'm serious, ma'am." Adam replied, "this Mother-made meatball is really delicious and I've never found one that tastes like this," Adam assures the skinny woman in front of him, he pointed to the second bowl on the empty table.

"If you want, I'll sell my meatballs at all branches of my restaurant. Don't worry, Mom. To share the results, we can talk about it transparently," explained Adam.

Miss Nilam shook her head, "that's not it, son of Adam. Problem sharing results, not too much I think." replied Miss Nilam, still with surprise.

"I just can't believe I just heard Nak Adam say, because these last few months, Melati has been going around offering meatballs to cafes and restaurants but no one wants to?" continued his mother Melati.

"really? Meatballs as good as this?" adam asked his forehead.

Miss Nilam nodded.

"Well, my windfall means yes, ma'am" Adam said, smiling broadly.

"Then, can you please call Mother's daughter? Let's talk about it, our form of cooperation?" pinta Adam with enthusiasm.

"May," replied Nilam who nodded in agreement, a big smile on the lips of a woman who looked older than her age. But the beauty of Nilam's face can still be seen clearly, the decreased beauty of the princess.

Jasmine stopped her activity and her forehead shriveled deeply, "what's up, Mom?"

"Once, come along. You'll know for yourself, come on?" take Miss Nilam, while dragging her arms slowly.

Melati could only follow in the footsteps of the mother who took her to the place where Adam was sitting. The mother and son sat down before Adam, the man who was the first time to the store was Nilam and seemed to bring fresh air for his mother Melati and also for the young woman who was pregnant.

"Dik, is it true that Mother said that Dik Melati has offered meatballs to several cafes and restaurants but no one is interested?" adam asked as he stared at the girl in a parachute in front of him.

Melati nodded, "right, Mas. Most of them said that mother meatballs are not suitable for sale in their place," Melati replied honestly, Melati then told her journey for several months around looking for cafes and restaurants to work with.

Adam listened while nodding and continued to stare and admire the plain face in front of him, a face that was far from a touch of makeup. Unlike the face that has been seen by Adam, namely the face of Sisca is beautiful because of the thick makeup polish.

Jasmine's face is still very fresh, natural and very pleasing to the eye. Adam continued to look at the face, making Melati become clumsy.

"Emm so it is, Mas Adam, the story," concluded Melati, while fixing a tee shirt that is jumbo size to cover the part of his stomach that is getting bigger. Because from now on, in addition to looking at his face, Adam also occasionally glanced towards Melati's stomach.

Adam nodded, "so this way, brother. Earlier, I had time to talk with Mom to invite you to work together," said Adam staring at Melati and Nilam mom alternately.

Adam then repeated what had been offered to Ms. Nilam to establish a mutually beneficial cooperation, where Nilam bu meatballs will be marketed by being included in the main menu in several restaurants owned by Adam scattered in the city of Denpasar and surrounding areas.

Adam also offered a fair advantage between Nilam and his side, "how, Mom, Dik Jasmine?" ask Adam after exposing everything.

Ms. Nilam seemed to nod, as well as Melati who smiled widely.

"O Allah, truly You Know what we need" said Jasmine in her heart.

When he was not so in need of money, Melati was very difficult to find partners who could be invited to work together so that the rupiah coffers stored by the mother for the cost of labor later, could increase.

Now, God granted Melati's prayer when He was in need because soon the baby in his womb will be born into the world.

Without Melati realizing it, her hand stroked her growing belly while reviewing a smile. "Don't worry son, I can definitely buy diapers for you" whispered Melati inwardly.

"So, starting when, can I take meatballs from Mom?" asked Adam, who made Nilam's daughter wake up from the daydream.

TBC,,, UH,,,

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God gives us what we need, not what we want.

Everything we think is bad may be good for us.

On the other hand, everything that we consider good may be very bad for us.

God is all-knowing, and we know nothing. Wallahua'lam,,,,, uh,,,