Look at me, Delilah

Getting Married

Delilah began producing jewelry to fill her storefront and customer orders. Workers from Indonesia have attended, and helped with the process. He restarted the business left behind during his marriage with a conglomerate boy named Nayaka.

Still using the company name at that time. Yes, according to Delilah, the combined name of her mother and father brings good luck. He missed both his parents. When I get home, Delilah will make a pilgrimage.

Nayaka also helped in the promotion process. Understandably, he has experience in the field of marketing. Their target market is career women. Women who have their own income. They can buy beautiful jewelry, but at a price that is quite bagged.

Bracelets, rings, and necklaces that Delilah designs, are also unique. Simple, but sweet. He also made a set of jewelry. If the buyer buys a bracelet, then the next customer cannot have it. They can only buy necklaces, rings or earrings. This is the same as jewelry is limited edition.

Because this promotion is intense, not only through social media, but Delilah asked selebgram to review its products. Yes, even though paying them quite expensive. But the result is not unmitigated. Delilah until overwhelmed. Orders are pretty much up to the number 100 sets.

"We need to close the order. It's not made yet" Delilah said. "Count how many rings, necklaces, earrings and bracelets. Don't get it wrong."

Everything is done exclusively. With design and size that has been customized by customers. Delilah was really busy, but fortunately there was Nayaka.

Her husband-to-be helped. They were willing to sleep in the store because Delilah had to stay up late. Even Nayaka made his own room on the 1st floor because Delilah did the work on the ground floor.

"Miss, this customer even asked for his own design. Do we just take it?"

Delilah shook her head. "For the time being, I can't make a picture yet. Our work is still a lot. If he does not want to wear any of the jewelry from the existing design, then cancel it. Yes, I know the buyer is king, but I also don't want a headache because of his request."

Not just for jewelry. But Delilah had to think about her wedding anniversary. The wedding dress she asked Anna to design. Then the wedding sovenir that has been ordered and the reception.

"You should also rest, dear." Nayaka reprimanding.

Delilah smiled. "I knew. Is Kanaka asleep?"

"Yes, already. Santi's mom is guarding him."

"I have to make mass production to fill the ethalase. We should have made a lot of jewelry first." Delilah felt a misstep because he had no more backup.

"From the beginning, right, the goal is to only accept orders. You make those models wear jewelry, then make the buyer order them. Let's introduce the brand name first."

Delilah nodded. "You are right, my dear. Everything should be finished within 3 months. After that I'll mass produce."

"Faster is better because I can't stand waiting anymore."

"The wedding dress was long made. I want her dress full of gems."

"Yes, I know," said Nayaka.

"Darling, I'm thirsty." Delilah started to act spoiled. "I work. But look at my hand?" Both hands were gloved, and Delilah also wore special glasses.

"Be careful when you shape the jewelry." Nayaka picked up a mineral bottle that was in the corner of the room. "Here, drink."

"Yes, opened, dong."

Nayaka smile. "Pay first." He even moved his lips.

Delilah looked left right. Basic Nayaka. Inside this room were two workers, but this man asked for strange things instead.

"Don't you see them?" Delilah glares.

"They're also focused on working."

Delilah quickly kissed Nayaka's lips. "It ...."

Three months later, the order was. All were sent to the owner, and some were picked up directly from the store. It's called a business, there's only one that's complete. Not all was smooth, but Delilah was patient, especially there were always people nearby beside her. He is no longer the bar-bar like he used to be if anyone insults. He can hold back.

After the order was completed, Delilah mass-produced jewelry to fill the storefront, and this was done by competent subordinates.

Meanwhile, Delilah also Nayaka prepares to return to Indonesia. All the wedding preparations, taken care of by Anna. Be it the building, catering, including invited guests. Another person who is familiar with many is Reyhan.

"All departure documents are ready, right?" ask Nayaka.

"I'm checking again!" Delilah shouted at Nayaka. He was too busy preparing everything. "Darling, did you see Kanaka's blanket?"

"It's in the bag." Nayaka. "Kyomi, put on your hat and your shoes. We could be late for the airport."

"Yes, Papa."

"Come, go!" said Delilah, who quickly grabbed Kanaka.

Everyone will be home, including Santi. The village that they have always been waiting for. Nayaka booked two taxis online to drive them there.

The journey that took time finally, made Nayaka and his family arrive in Indonesia. They were picked up by Omar's house driver. Delilah's prospective in-laws are already in Indonesia with his assistant Fahmi.

"Tomorrow straight to Anna's boutique?" ask Nayaka.

"Yes, dong. We have to fit the shirt. The day is near. Reyhan's brother has also issued an invitation. Honey, I look fat don't I? I told Sister Anna to wear the same size as the dress. I've been keeping my weight off, you know."

"Yesterday's been measured, right? Height, waist circle, shoulder width. We've sent the size."

"But it's you who measure. How's face? My eye bags don't look?"

"You're beautiful. No matter how you look, I'll stay with you."

"Let's you turn away from me if I'm not beautiful. Rich men are so. Moreover, you have married another woman besides me. Tomorrow, I have to do some treatment."

Nayaka just shut up. Who started cheating first? Going back to chapter one, women are always right.

Kanaka cried at the noise from her parents. Delilah put her beloved on Nayaka's lap, while she took water from the bag.

"He wants milk, not water" Nayaka said.

"At home only. The cover cloth is in another bag."

"Kyomi is thirsty too." The boy came out of the front seat. "Papa, stop by the meatball shop first."

"Sir, get a little car." Nayaka ordered that.

"Papa, stop by first." Kyomi started whining.

"Patience, Kyomi." Nayaka rubbed her face. Already tired of traveling, plus the car space that feels cramped, uh, Kyomi instead whines for meatballs.

"Santi will buy, yes. Kyomi was patient." santi calmed Kyomi down because they were both sitting in the front seat.

Luckily Kanaka was not chatty. She was given water, too. Only two kids, but they're both already in trouble. Even so, both Nayaka and Delilah felt this was the real family.