LOVE OF JUITA
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"Beauty you deck …. "
Septian cluck his head shaking looking at the beautiful figure before him. Julia who was drying her hair chuckled amusedly hearing her husband's flutter.
"Apaan anyway, Mas's gaze can make the walls so sharp hollow." Julia said grinningly showing her neat teeth.
Septian still showed an angry smile mixed with admiration. Seeing a beautiful figure with wet hair unraveled made his instincts rise again. I wanted to beat Julia a second time. Julia stared back at Septian, approaching him.
"Bring first Mas, let's sleep well. Keep the morning not in a hurry to pray dawn." Persuade Julia while rubbing the warm Septian cheeks.
Septian changed his sleeping position from face down to back. He squirms lazily. His feet were fluttering exactly like a tantrum little boy.
"I want more …. " Septian whining spoiled. He deliberately made his face as clear as possible.
"Who knew he was devastated and willing to be beaten once again." Inner Septian.
"Gosh, that was a little short? Mine's up to the heat. It's delicious but then the fear of abrasions." Julia rolled her eyes, in shock at Septian's request
Julia's innocent answer made Septian crumpled.
"Don't let dong blister. Poor thing, you may ask me to fast …. "
Septian controlled his laughter. He rose from the bed and kissed Julia's head. Cordial.
"Yes, that's enough. Don't be so greedy. I don't think there's another day."
Julia manyun's.
"Yes dear. Vipstak ... I'm not going to take a shower, now I want to shower first. You sleep .. tomorrow's business is thought of." Septian massaged Julia's shoulder at a glance.
Julia nodded small, her body and brain were too tired to think. Septian breezed towards the bathroom for a junub bath.
Julia coats her pillow with a small towel, so that her half-dry hair does not make a damp pillow. He lay in bed, waiting for Septian to finish his bath to chat before going to bed. Darling drowsiness won against her. He's asleep.
***
Julia and Septian were busy choosing packaging designs for their products. Choose a bright yellow green logo and exudes a positive aura. Septian suggested the name of their business was "Gerai by-by Mbak Jul".
Julia was busy taking care of the preparations for the product launch, while Septian took care of the letters to support their efforts to the government. Julia and Septian work together to realize Julia's dream.
After trial and error, all products are ready for sale. The expected day arrives. Mbak Jul's souvenir booth officially opened. Floral bouquets and greeting boards on the opening of the store line the entire way.
Septian as the founder of the effort to cut the opening ribbon of the store accompanied by a proud applause from the village apparatus. Julia guides Septian to cut the tumpeng as a form of gratitude.
They looked at each other with faces full of relief. One dream has been achieved.
The invited guests took turns to greet the Septian and the family. A boisterous atmosphere with small talk and jokes. Septian and Julia were busy answering questions from some of the local reporters who were invited to cover their efforts.
"Publication is important, so that people know our store exists." Septian whispered into Julia's ear.
***
Ms. Kades opened the door to Dian's room violently. Dian who was lying down while playing mobile phone immediately sat down because of shock. His face was pale.
"What else is this time?" Inner Dian.
"It's time you went out and socialized with the villagers. Until when do you withdraw from the company!"
Ms. Kades yelled at Dian, she was waiting for their husband's invitation to leave for Julia's store opening. Her mood was terrible, Dian was a soft target as an impingement.
"But I'm ashamed Mom! I'm afraid the villagers know what I did to Septian." Isak Dian begged not to come.
"Nobody knows. I swear it! Don't lose to Julia. He's just a newcomer but he's had some influence here. Look at you, you can hide behind your Father's name. Show me your skills!" Miss Kades replied rudely.
"I don't like being compared to him." Sahut Dian lirih's.
"If you don't want to be compared, you should be able to be more than him! Now get ready. I'll be home from the office soon to pick us up. I don't accept excuses and rejections!" Threaten Miss Kades put a hand on Dian's face.
Dian drowned. He had no choice but to obey his mother to attend the inauguration.
***
Dian was busy throwing the face of the two lovebirds in front of her eyes. Her long hair deliberately covered part of the face. He was so embarrassed to be there. He does not want his existence known.
"Only God knows how much I hate your wife Septian. I promise I'll keep him shackled by bad luck during his stay here." Bu Kades' growls behind his fake smile.
The deg!
Julia's eyes accidentally sat with Bu Kades who loved her sharp, grinning smile forced to make the fur crouching. Julia nodded her head throwing a smile as a form of courtesy at Bu Kades. At first glance Julia realized that Dian was there too.
Her heart was not good, there was a strange feeling that burst into sight at Bu Kades' intimidating smile.
"Ah, this is just a bad feeling." Julia shook her head in dispelling the prejudice.
He continued to welcome and entertain guests.
***
The first week of the store sale. Because of the euphoria of the people who are curious about the new gift shop in the village. Julia sat at her desk on the second floor of the store. He flips through the weekly financial statements of Riska, Septian's cousin who acts as manager.
"So what products are most liked by consumers?" Julia asked him how much his manager knew about business travel.
"Dry gudeg and sponge cheese tape is the best-selling Mbak." Answer Riska.
"Peyek shrimp rebon and banana sale how does it respond?" Julia returned to the paper, evaluating the product.
"Many say good, but according to consumers the price is a bit higher than the store next door." Sahut Risk.
"Have you explained that we use the best raw materials?" Julia raised her eyebrows.
"I'm sorry, I haven't explained yet." Riska looked down, afraid that her cousin's wife was angry. Julia is the boss here.
"Tomorrow you make a post on Instagram our store about product knowledge as interesting as possible, so you are not tired of explaining the same thing over and over again. So consumers know what is the difference between our products and other stores, why the price can be a little higher. Apply a discount every three packs." Julia's advice is firm.
"Good Ma'am." Riska nodded and recorded it on the notes.
"And also give bonuses to consumers who share shopping photos and tag our store on Instagram. Social media has now become a field of branding publications, it is very important to apply." Julia added, obviously.
Riska nodded. He learns to absorb what Julia is saying.
"Then why is Bakpia less of a fan?" Julia tapped the pen to the table.
"Maybe because the image of Bakpia competitors has legendary Mbak. So that consumers are already thinking if buying Bakpia ya have to go there." Say Riska carefully.
"Hmmm right that is. We must be aware, Bakpia shop products that have become an icon of this province. But we must be able to find a gap to enter in this competition. Even if we don't outperform, at least we don't lose far. I'll find a new way of promotion, you also look for ideas yes Riska." Suit Julia to Riska.
"Good Ma'am." Riska nodded obediently.
"Then we have a meeting. We have another discussion next week. Since it's late afternoon, I go home first." Julia got up while packing her things.
Riska follows Julia into the store display room. Julia stood in the corner of the room for a moment observing the buying and selling atmosphere. Julia is assessing the performance of a cashier and two young salespeople.
Julia nodded with satisfaction with the friendliness of the salesperson to the customer. And he likes his deft shop cashier. He grabbed the bag and grabbed three pieces of red money.
"Ris, this is to buy children food and drinks for the stomach wedge after maghrib yes. It's up to you to buy meatballs, martabaks or whatever's filling." He handed the money to Riska.
"Thank you very much Ma'am. Just know now the clock is prone to hunger." Riska.
"Yes, I used to be an employee. I am first yes. Assalamualaikum." Pamit Julia while replying to Riska.
"Be careful, Ma'am. Walaikumsalam."
Riska escorts Julia out to Septian's matic motorbike at the parking lot.
Julia starts the bike and honks a brief honking on Riska before it actually passes.
***
All the way home, a smile fell on Julia's lips. The atmosphere of a shahdu afternoon provides calm. He enjoys the scenery that nature offers. He breathed clean air as he passed through bamboo forests, teak forests and rice fields towards home.
He is happy to be productive again. Work is his solace. At least for a moment he forgot the sense of loss that sometimes still stifles the chest.
"May all go according to my plans and prayers." Mumbled Julia.
