
...'No matter what the burden of the problems you face today, believe that they never exceed your limits.'...
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For two days Adit drove Dinda to the restaurant, he also offered to pick Dinda up if she wanted to go home. However, it was rejected harshly by Dinda.
Dinda is not used to bothering others, nor does she want to rely too much on Adit. Once asked Adit, how will Dinda go home? Adit doesn't agree that he's taking a taxi, while there's a lover here.
"You go home, what's it wearing? Don't tell me you're taking a cab? I'm your lover, mending I'm the one to pick you up again!"
Remembering Kaamil who will stay at Mother Vita's house, Dinda also said that her sister will pick her up at the restaurant.
"Let's just remember Mas, I don't use a taxi to my sister Kaamil, who picked me up."
Adit was silent, percolating all the words Dinda said. As Adit recalled, when he picked up information about Dinda, the girl was only three with her father and mother.
"Alright," replied Adit caving in while thinking of something.
Dinda immediately contacted Kaamil, so that his sister would pick him up when she returned from the office.
"Wait to pick up Brother, Mil?" pinta Dinda after her salutation is returned.
π"Well, where's your car going?" reply Kaamil asked.
At this time Dinda was sitting relaxed in her study, her proud chair She moved left and right in rhythm, her hand was playing a pen between her fingers.
"Cars Brother, enter the workshop," replied Dinda honestly.
π"OK, I'll pick up .. but, um Brother came home in the afternoon?"
"Yes! There will be Nena, who handles the resto," said Dinda.
The opening hours of the restaurant have been changed from afternoon to night, but Dinda also does not always until night. For the business of handling the restaurant, Dinda left it to her trusted assistant Nena.
π"OK. Later at five I'll pick up .. but my friend has a ride."
"As far as you are" said Dinda. It doesn't matter to him, the most important thing is not to trouble Adit in between his busy life.
π"Assalamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam."
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"Nena, I'm going home first!" said Dinda met her assistant in her room from behind the door.
The time has now shown five o'clock less than twenty minutes, Kaamil had given him that he was on the way and told him to prepare immediately.
"Alright, Miss," replied Nena politely as soon as she approached.
"What's the invitation, Miss has it arrived?" so Nena asked.
"Nena, how many times have I told you! Don't call me Miss, just call me a name, "larat Dinda doesn't like it.
Nena looked down. The request from Dinda was very burdensome, moreover, He was no one Dinda.
Already repeatedly, Dinda forbade Nena to call her Miss. He let out a heavy sigh, when he realized that his request was like a very heavy burden to his subordinates.
"Huuhf, yes, Nena .. I go home first. Ask to take care of the resto?" pinta Dinda shifted the direction of the conversation.
"Please ... Miss," said Nena quietly at the end of the sentence.
"Mm, Assalamualaikum."
"Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. "
Walking towards the outside of the restaurant, it has been seen the visitors arrive occupying the available seats.
Arriving outside the building that had now become his, Dinda spread her gaze in all directions. From a distance on the side of the road, Dinda saw a pair of ten-year-old children busking.
A boy was picking Ukulele, and a girl was holding a plastic candy wrapper.
Without thinking long Dinda immediately turned back and returned to the restaurant. In the kitchen Dinda also busied herself among her flagship chefs.
"Well, Miss Dinda? Whynot? Let me just, who prepared it," said one of the chefs who found him picking up the food box and filling it with rice.
"No need, just do your job. It's easy, "push down smooth Dinda with deft hands preparing two boxes of rice.
"Well, Miss," replied the Chef letting her.
Smiling happy to leave the kitchen after saying goodbye to his employees. Outside the restaurant Dinda rushed to the side of the road looking for the two boys.
Unseen the trunk of his nose, Dinda continued to walk slowly along the edge of the road while paying attention to the surrounding.
Quite far away from Dinda's restaurant, he saw the pair of buskers crossing the street hand in hand, and into an alley that looked lonely.
Guess Dinda, the two boys will definitely go home to their residence, considering that it is already afternoon.
Dinda chased and came across, the two boys in sight. "Hi, you guys!" dinda shouted while chasing after her two.
The pair of boys turned their heads and looked at each other when they saw Dinda running towards them.
"Sister, call us?" ask the boy.
"Yes," replied Dinda panting breathlessly.
"What's up, Brother?" ask the boy back.
"This, for you." Dinda thrusting a scraped pouch.
"For us, brother?" The girl made sure.
"Yes," Dinda's reply made the two smile happily.
"Thank you, brother," said the two in unison while taking over the bag of friction.
"Either. What's your name?" dinda asked glanced at the two.
"I'm Abbas, Brother," I'm a boy.
"I'm Lili," said the woman timidly.
Dinda smiled looking at the two.
"Greetings, you can call Brother, Brother Dinda," replied Dinda.
"Oiya, do you want to go home?" ask Dinda.
"Yes, Brother .. We want to go home!"
"Yes, you guys be careful on the road. I just want that love, for you." Dinda pointed to the plastic bag in Abbas's hands.
"Again thanks, brother. Then we go home first" said Abbas, whom Dinda embraced.
Dinda still stood in her place, looking at the back of Abbas and Lili who were increasingly away and gradually disappeared from her sight.
Realizing where, Dinda also intends to return to his restaurant. Just as Dinda turned around, she was startled by two grown men who looked like thugs.
"Hi, sweet lady? Where did it come from?" asked one of the men while smiling mysteriously and walking slowly closer.
Instantly He became alert and reflexively retreated one step back. Trying to ignore that, Dinda has a way to the left to get past the thugs. However, the two thugs even blocked his path.
Again Dinda took the initiative to move to the right side, and again the thugs blocked him.
"No hurry, sweet lady. We can have a chat first" said the man who had been looking at Dinda's appearance.
"If you want, Miss can stop by us first" said the other man.
"Surge you! I want to pass!" said Dinda growled.
"Well, but we haven't met yet! Come ... We're having fun first," teach the thugs while they're about to grab Dinda's hand.
Dinda fended off his rude and stared intently. "NECK OUT!!" dinda said with emphasis and anger.
"If we don't want to, what do you want Miss Sweet?" challenge thugs.
The two men slowly advanced and smiled disdainfully.
"Don't mess with you, if you don't want to regret," said Dinda walking backwards.
"Kraapp," Dinda's hand is captured by one of the thugs.
"We won't regret it."
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