Loving Prospective Sister-in-law

Arrogant Child

"Mother .. ," call the little girl who is running on the edge of the white sand beach barefoot. His reddish hair due to frequent exposure to the sun fell on his back, swaying around in the strong wind. His steps look light like they do not tread the earth, jumping up and down while holding a wide hat in his hand.

The mother placed both hands on her waist.

"Don't go out of Rose's own house" said Dara.

"Mom .. I need privacy" said the little girl.

Dara's eyes widened. "Who knows you that?" His son often watches YouTube videos and is often in touch with outsiders so it is not difficult for him to speak English with an adult accent

"Call me Mom's not Mom, okay!"

"Mom and Mom are the same and all my friends call her mom Mom" Rose said.

"Rose, we Indonesians are proud of the call of our own country" Dara said, holding her son's hand and taking him back to their tiny house not far from the beach.

"A lot of bad guys are out there, baby, you're so little you can't travel alone."

"Mom, I just want to see the sunset. I'm tired of being at home watching mom take care of the sale, '" Rose said.

Dara then held Dara and kissed her cheek. "Sorry Honey tomorrow I have a Snack order for an event at a big hotel so I have to work on it from now on. But I promise you tomorrow I'll take you for a walk if the show's over."

"Promise Ma'am," said little Rose. Dara nodded her head.

"Yeay," said Rose.

"But Mom, I went to the beach with Uncle Ardi and Aunt Sonya, just they were talking to someone so I was playing on the beach myself."

"The danger of playing on the beach alone do not repeat again!"

"Ready Ma'am" Rose replied. Dara then tickled Rose.

I don't think time has gone this fast. Her rose has now grown and can answer her questions and give other questions and often makes Dara confused to answer them. Rose is an intelligent and very mature child, she always understands her busyness, not much whining and complaining.

"We've baked ten batters if we still need to make it again, ma'am," asked an employee to Dara.

"How many cakes have you made?" ask Dara.

"Maybe five hundreds" replied Dara.

"Then make 10 more dough, we need a thousand cookies, there is something to add the rest we can display in the storefront," said Dara.

"Mom, is this demon ripe or not?" ask the other officers.

"Men Sarti is used to make it certainly more understanding, I believe with the artificial Men Sarti," said Dara rubbed the middle-aged woman's shoulder.

The front of his house he made for his bakery and Snack, the back of the shop for the kitchen and the back for the restroom himself and the servants and the top for the house.

At first he only made small meals in front of the house assisted by Men Sarti, then the business grew quickly because of the intense promotion he did on social media. Over time the effort has advanced and can have five people who always help him. They are even willing to stay if there are orders in large quantities. Dara also treats them like their own family so they feel at home working with him.

After bathing Rose, Dara researched the work of her men while Rose went to the store.

A white sedan stopped in front of Dara's shop. A pair of small feet came down from inside the car.

"You buy whatever he wants and quickly get back in the car. We'll be at the hotel soon."

"Good, Sir!"

"Come, Den!" take the middle-aged man holding the small hand of a walking boy by holding his head high. Black glasses were draped in her small, tall nose. Brown hair neatly brushed back.

Rose who was sitting in the cashier seat noticed the behavior of the boy.

"Which one does he want?" ask the driver.

"I want a chocolate cake, and a pig's head shape looks really delicious, and smells good. I also want this, um but it doesn't look good," the boy kissed the cake on the plastic.

"What food is this!" the boy shouted, throwing a cake on the floor.

"Adden!" the driver said he was shocked and picked up a local packet of cookies thrown away by his employer.

"Eh .. You can't throw food away, you'll sin. If you don't want to be taken, don't make fun of the smell!" exclaim Rose exasperated.

The little boy stared intently at Rose.

"As much as I want to throw it away or not, I can pay if I want to!" Rose immediately stood on the chair and placed her hands on her waist.

" The arrogant! Not so..," Dara's hand immediately smothered her daughter's hand. Rose was angry.

The boy's white face looked red. He clenched his hands hard.

"What's good-looking to buy?" ask Dara kindly.

"I don't like the food here. You just pay and take it for you!" the Emperor shouted and walked out of the shop in annoyance.

Dara raised her two eyebrows upwards.

"Sorry Mom, Aden is so spoiled that he likes to do his best, don't take it for heart."

The driver then paid for all the food and took it to the car.