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Alya woke up early. But still in a state of dizziness and like not full-fledged sleep, it still feels like he still wants to sleep and sleepy weight maybe a day also to be used to sleep Alya must feel still not satisfied.

The sunlight on a clear morning was dazzling to his sight. Alya was reluctant to go to her cafe. But still though lazy to move because the responsibility requires to be present every day because no one is trusted in his company that began to develop. Alya centralizes his office if it is called an office in his cafe, more to the place of daily activities, deliberately made everything to be easier and focused all bookkeeping work in his cafe.

Alya is not a lazy person no matter what the condition, energetic and energetic are always optimistic in any case. That morning still took a shower inevitably dressed up and dressed in very fashionable clothes and had joined Father and Mother at the dinner table.

"Absolutely early Neng left?" His father greeted first. While his mother is still busy preparing food on the table because the usual all this time helped him ease the work in the kitchen again home village because there is a family event.

"Ke Bakery first sir, check the list of groceries and order food procurement made in the cafe."

"Can you do it over the phone?"

"Yes, can this also the usual shopping there, for tomorrow's order the material is purchased now, so tomorrow stay ready for production.

What Alya means is that there are many orders every day that are unexpected so Alya controls it fearing less groceries and procurement of materials and that is the same discussion as his chef."

His father was eating while eating.

"Bakery orders every day are not the same, except for procurement in stores and direct buyers who come. For procurement in cafes it may be measurable every day, but for unexpected orders so that demands we know every day."

"Do you need to recommend someone to work at your place, that kind of professional?"

"No need sir, Alya wants to be able to handle in the bakery but standby in the cafe. Actually suitable for the position of Alya's friend the Desty, but Desty when asked he kepalang he said again exploring the work that now wants to see the development he said. Maybe what his accomplishments are like."

"So, can it still be handled now?"

"Yes that's it. Although Alya already felt soy sauce, but the same father Mother does not have to worry Alya already has someone who can be in cadre right and again Alya taught all kinds to be able to handle at once both of these companies and now still in the mentoring period."

"Okay, I believe in you. You can get through everything and can handle everything."

"Father got an invitation from TMC Hospital, the peak event of his birthday, what would you like to come? in the final party of the cup rotates badminton."

"Mother wants to come, already come along for a job not to be thought of." His mother seemed to like that.

The deg! alya's heart rippled strongly suddenly her hands felt cold and her legs felt limp. Automatic if he will meet with Dr. Prabu, see him and will see his facial gaze that may hate him or may have changed his mind after the night of the incident. Alya has never met again.

"If you want to come, come on." Mr. Sofyan Wijaya did not see enthusiasm in the look of his son's face. At first Alya was so keen as to how to invite dr. Prabu to his house. In fact, it is recommended to make all events so that they can invite company and agency officials and can be attended by all influential people including the beloved Dr. Prabu.

One morning wonder Mr. Sofyan Wijaya and also Ibu Sofyan Wijaya, but it's okay to follow ya come also not nothing.

Alya said goodbye first without answering her Father's offer to join the closing ceremony of the anniversary of TMC Hospital. Excuse me with a lot to do. One more surprise for Mother Sofyan and Mr. mayor himself, remember it feels like Alya has never left like this and left before his Father left.

Usually Alya lazy-malasan used to be around nine just leaving. But it's only seven o'clock past fifteen minutes Alya has breezed into the front yard and unlocked his car that has since been draped the same Pak Udin until sleek and shiny.

Mother Sofyan Wijaya's morning activities were traversed with astonishment. after everything left, Sofyan Wijaya opened the plastic bag package given by Mr. Udin who forgot from yesterday in the trunk of his car, maybe Alya's dirty clothes or sheets that want to be washed.

As usual before being put into the washing machine all dirty clothes are checked one by one fear there are still brooches, safety pins or anything that can enter and grind with water in the washing machine.

Because it is accustomed when the sheets are rolled unconscious there is a tv remote, remote AC there is a mobile phone experience such an object has never entered into the washing machine.

The astonishment happened again when examined one-on-one all the dirty want to enter the washing machine Mother Sofyan Wijaya saw spots on the sheets used by her son, such as a fairly visible stain.

Still to the amazement of Mother Sofyan Wijaya brushed it first before being put in the washing machine and soaked it with soapy water so that the stains could be lost.

One question and astonishment is always denied by Mother Sofyan Wijaya. By no means possible and it's just a stain of mediocrity but an unobtrusive instinct for a mother to seek even further.

With great care Sofyan Wijaya's mother went into her son's room. Because it's common for him to clean and clean up, like nothing changes everything is fine and sorted into place. Unlock all study desk drawers and wardrobe as well as dresser drawers.

There is a note in the heart of Mother Sofyan Wijaya. Again fun to see the contents of his son's drawer his house bell rang, kontan only felt amazing shock then out closed the door of his son's room and down the stairs quickly.

Looking outside Mr. Udin was standing. As usual after taking her husband to the office Mr. Udin likes to be told to go back home as long as there is nothing to help at home. Mr. Udin likes to help clean up in the yard while accompanying Sopyan Wijaya's mother who is alone at home, also in case Sofyan Wijaya's mother has a need to come out, Mr. Udin will be ready to drive him and later if needed again in the office will be called by the mayor.

"Ah, Mr. Udin just likes my ngagetin!" Bu Sofyan Wijaya unlocked and opened the door wide.

"Just the bell sound of Mom's time was shocked? heee..."

"Maybe it's because I'm home alone, yeah, so quiet."

"That's me told to go home with the Father, afraid Mother there needs to be everywhere and I told you to help ya just nyapu in the yard so."

"Yes, Mr. Udin, I'll go to Alya's cafe to drop off again."

"Good Mom."

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