Marsha's Last Port
#PTM CHAPTER 29
This morning Marsha timidly stayed in the bathroom, she planned to check her body two or not.
By slowly opening the three-pack test pack, Marsha already holds her art in a small glass. Her eyes were fixed on three very accurate tools to check for pregnancy.
It only took three minutes for the results to come out, one red line.
“Ohh alhamdullilah.thank you yallah” Marsha rubbed her face happy.
Afterwards it was like there was an enlightenment Marsha remembered a piece of the incident he experienced with Bhishma. He did nothing at all, only if the hands and hugs were indeed recognized by Marsha. While the bisma said he praised himself was wrong, Marsha did not say that the handsome bisma was not true at all.
Let the shameful incident of Marsha bury her deeply, for it means nothing to Marsha. Either for Bhishma, it may mean nothing at all.
Marsha left for her office because there was an appointment with Febry the person closest to her at this time. Marsha could feel Febry's affection more directly.
His feelings are deepening for Febry.
“Achaaa.. You won't have breakfast first?” Marissa shouted as Marsha was about to exit the main door.
Marsha stopped then turned her head “I want breakfast outside Ma, leaving ya” He said as he continued to run outside the pager.
“Small boss not use car?” Ask Mr. Amin. Marsha just kept running around turning around. “I was together with Pak” he said shouting loudly, while waving tanngan on his favorite driver.
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“Pah, do you feel that your child has changed?” Marissa said as she prepared fried rice for her husband.
“Iya Ma, Papa too is he already got a girlfriend?” Her question muttered.
“Iya times pah just did not dare to bring here.”
“Tar papa ask aja deh Ma” Pungkas Rama.
They spent this morning with silence, no more discussion, because soon Rully will be married with her choice of a very beautiful according to Marissa.
Marissa cleaned the rest of the dirty dishes into the sink and was immediately cleaned by Asti ART at Rama's house.
“Ti, you in love with the same sponge Marsha yesterday?” Marissa asked the young woman of Sundanese descent.
“Muhun,Well. The ball is delicious pisan teh, it also takes a lot” Marissa frowned, she was a bit confused why her youngest son bought so many balls.
“All in for same non Marsha” Add again.
He also received the same sponge and dissertation box given his son, it feels good and at the same time familiar on the tongue of Marissa. “Ti, where are all the paper bags?” Ask Marissa.
“Udah the Mbok dumped into the trash, Nyah” replied Asti plain.
Marissa was really curious about the taste of sponge and other sweet snacks, it feels like she once ate this taste first. It is easy to suspect that he is right, someone who makes this really has an active role for his life.
“Allow Amin search,Ti. Now!” Asri ran to find Amin and Yono to look for the paper bag that their master meant.
“Ono opo, Asti running?” Yono asked when he saw Asti running towards him.
“Pak Yono, help find the paper bag that was thrown away Mbok yem” Asti said in a hurry.
Yono and Amin searched every corner of the trash can in this house.
Amin raised his hand towards Asti “This is not Ti?” Asti turned and immediately approached Amin.
“This is Mr. Amin. Thanks to Asti want to pass to the mistress first” Asti ran small towards the house and approached Marissa who was sitting in the TV room.
“Daddy. This is a paper bag that is carried the same as Enon" Asti gave the Paper bag.
Sweet HANS cake and sponge store is located quite far from here, Marissa also plans to buy some cakes, because the show will be held tomorrow after tomorrow.
Because the travel time is quite far Marissa chose to go now, besides this afternoon also Marissa has an appointment with her prospective daughter-in-law, the Church to buy luggage.
Marissa drove her car without a driver, maybe it was past twenty minutes there was a car mewahah parked in front of her house. The owner of the car came out.
The middle-aged woman who still looks beautiful. “Good morning sir, is Marissa inside?” Ask Hanin.
Amin open the gate “Please excuse me, she just left. Or want me to call?” Hanin raised his hand. “No need, let me come next time, I excuse ya”
That's Hanin they have often made promises but do not want to be patient with each other, let by chance that brings them together, he said.
Hanin restarts his car, he plans to help serve the cake shop all day, ending he has no fun activities like momong grandson so, because the figure of his dream daughter-in-law does not exist.
It took me a long time to get to her cake shop. As usual, there are many visitors and it looks like this store just opened half an hour ago.
Because the concept of Hanin cake shop is more like a cafe, so if there is someone who wants to eat the order directly it can also be.
Hanin sees one long-haired customer but is tied up and in a midget to the top. Gesture her body like Hanin knew. What don't-don't..
“Marissa.. Cha's? That's you, right?” Said Hanin spontaneously. who called his name immediately turned his head.
“Anin?!” Marissa gasped with sparkling eyes, the one before her right now was her best friend.
Grebe.. Anin hugged Icha warmly, Marissa still pegged she did not expect that they would meet here, considering the many schedules but always failed.
Hanin breaks her embrace, she keeps her arms around Hanin and leads him to sit down.
They sit side by side “You how are An?” Marissa asked worriedly as she rubbed her arms.
“I'm good Cha, Yampun did not expect we met here” He said while stroking icha's arm. “So I went home, but your driver said you just went” Icha smiled.
“Hormat. phone used to be able to. Definitely want to thank you surprise kan” Hanin nodded “But always fail” Sangga Hanin fast and it was nodding Marissa.
“Olive..Liv” Shouted Hanin to one of his employees. “Make Us a drink, hot chocolate ya” Hanin bid for Marissa, and directly in berbuki. “gula her little yes Mbak” Pinta Marissa.
Marissa looked around the store, Hanin seemed to understand the confusion that was being felt by Marissa “After getting married with Mas Aan I would not immediately have children, she said, that's why I made a cake shop with him and up to this size”
“Ohh so this store got you?” Marissa was amazed to see the sweet and contemporary decorations.
“Iyaaa.. Oh, sorry, the other day I didn't go to your birthday. My asthma relapse” said a little regret.
“No problem, Kevin is already big enough huh. Turns out we haven't seen” in a long time Hanin nodded confirming.
“We are both busy after having taken on the status of madam” Marissa and Hanin chuckles.
“what brought you here? Obviously this store will not be famous until the ears of Madam Atareksa is not, considering that it is also quite far from the residence mu” Marissa shook her head to hear Hanin's words that seemed excessive.
“My youngest child seems to have been here yesterday, she brought some cookies and shared them. I tried it too, it felt like I was no stranger. To make sure I guess I just go to”, Marissa explained.
“And your guess is right Cha?” Marissa ternyum when her guess is right, the owner of this cake shop is hanin.
“Ohh yeah I just found out that you have the youngest child?”
“Iya my wait is quite long, she was born Nine years after Rully. Your eldest son now works where?” Marissa asked, as Hanin's son remembered him as handsome and inherited Farhan's face. While Kevin though he is a man his face tends to be sweet like Hanin.
“Now he leads Mas Aan company that makes the hotel you”
“Great, is he getting good looking?” Hanin nodded enthusiastically.
They talk about the beautiful past they went through together, can go through difficult times when they both want to get a scholarship. Until in the end they were married by the son of a conglomerate whose wealth was not playful.
“Oh yes cha, I want to ask you something. When Kevin was at your party he saw a very beautiful woman. It might be the son of one of your colleagues or Bang Rama. Because I was very curious about her figure, you know, she helped me twice in an urgent situation” Marissa linked her halis, indeed who was present at the parents' party. As he recalled, there were no children of Rama's colleagues and Marissa was present.
“Hmmm I don't think there is Anin, because almost everyone who is there are mothers like us and fathers like Rama” bang Marissa said.
“I really want to match her with my eldest son Bimbim, he always helps me every time in distress. When my asthma relapsed, when I was going to be in the trunk. He always helped me. Obviously this is not a coincidence maybe this is destiny” Paparannya, Marissa again think what might be meant is Gerana daughter-in-law.
“I'm sure his parents educated him well, so he always helped me” Continues again.
“what is the name of the child you mean Gerana?” Ask Marissa to make sure.
“Not, her name is Marsha. I don't know his full name, it's a pity, if I do.. I will directly ask her parents to be willing to match her with my eldest son” implied obvious disappointment in her eyes.
Marissa laughed with a look of disbelief, it turns out her youngest child has a high social spirit can even leave a good impression for others and it is her own best friend.
“Hmmm her name is Marsha?” Marissa asked with a chuckle, the suddenness made Hanin link his halis, Marissa's naughtiness what it meant.
“Iya her name is Marsha. Yesterday we just met and I brought her a lot of cakes to bring, as a thank you to me”
It was obvious why Marsha could bring so much sweet food, and it was all from Hanin.
“What did you say.. If you knew who his parents were you would ask him to be his son-in-law?” Hanin nodded for sure.
“Why don't you ask him directly on me?” Marissa said lightly.
Hanin's brain is still frozen to hear the words, what does it mean that Marsha is Marissa's child?oh, my God, the world is so narrow.
Seriate…
