
This day Darius along with his papa looking for a strategic location to set up a cake shop. But finally Darius proposed to temporarily rent a shop first before erecting a building that will be used as a cake shop permanently. Darius' proposal was finally approved by Mr. Djarot. So while waiting for the building to be used as a shophouse for the cake shop business permanently, Darius immediately run his business with the chef and his employees who will be sought by Mr. Djarot.
All plans are mature, everything becomes very easy and fast when the funds or capital is ready and available. How grateful Darius with his papa who has opened jobs for Darius and also some people who will work at the cake shop.
Darius arrived and returned to his home. While Mr. Djarot returned to his residence with his wife Maya.
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It was late in the afternoon, Darius began to prepare food for his wife. While the household assistant or maid to work in the house also has not come according to Amira said.
Amira's car came into the yard. Amira came home on time today. Amira got out of her car while carrying a plastic bag that was thought to be food. While Darius is still struggling in the kitchen with his newly learned menu on youtube.
"Hello, mom! What are you cooking? Look at me buying you your favorite food, mas!" said Amira while putting a plastic bag on the dining table that is not far from the location of the kitchen. Now Amira approaches Darius and then chips.
"Here I cook sweet sour shrimp and here's fried onion chicken. You bought me food, baby?" darius felt like he was being prioritized by his wife.
"Yes, I bought grilled goat ribs with peanut butter and young goat satay, mas. After this we eat together. I'm gonna take a shower, okay?" amira said with a smile that expands. Darius stared at the back of his wife who climbed up the stairs to their main room. How happy Darius is today. The first one himself will soon be working and not become an unemployed husband. The second time, his wife, Amira today cares deeply about him . Amira came home with food to eat together. Although this is a small form of attention, for Darius it is very beautiful and extraordinary.
Now the cuisine made by Darius is ready and everything is presented on the dining table. Now it's just waiting for his wife to go downstairs in the dining room to enjoy a meal together.
"Wait a long time, my mom?" amira shouted as she ran down the stairs. Darius disliked it the most when Amira ran down the stairs. Darius was very worried about that. Because Amira went down the stairs with such a small run, Amira and Darius lost their baby at the age of one month. Aye! Amira was a month late and pregnant.
"Amira! Don't run dong, baby!" darius shouted with a slight anger. Amira walked slowly.
"Sorry, I was too hiding to want to eat with you, mas!" sahut Amira's. Amira is now sitting next to Darius.
"Thank you, mom! Hem, what are you happy about, honey?" said Amira.
"I'll be working soon" said Darius, taking a skewer of young goats that Amira had bought for him.
"really?" amira said with widening her eyes.
"Really! Papa gave me the capital to open a business" explained Darius.
"What is mas?" ask Amira back.
"Usaha cake shop, baby! You know this cake shop is a very good prospect. Papa Mama is very supportive of this culinary business. At first mama papa tasted cake made by me, then we thought to open a cake shop business," explained Darius with enthusiasm.
"Gee, good luck and success well, baby! Later I will help you in promoting your cake shop, mas," said Amira with enthusiasm.
"Our cake shop, baby! Everything I have, it belongs to us together, too" said Darius. Amira smiled broadly at Darius' eyes full of sincerity.
"After I get back to work, this house will be crowded again baby! I will find a maid to take care of in this house," Darius said with sparkling eyes.
"Eh, sorry! I forgot to find a housekeeper in this house. Sorry, mom! In the office many clients came. So I forgot I haven't contacted the labor service. Sorry, dad!" said Amira.
"It's okay, baby!" sahut Darius while rubbing the top of the head belonging to Amira gently.