Miss Yeti is No Ordinary PSK

He's Coming

Yati was already feeling in her village again. He now also has a busy life, with a clothes shop that he opened.

The ones who maintain and manage the clothing store are the girls, the children of the neighbors. And the one responsible for the bookkeeping of his store Yati is, his son Pak RT, who is still a student at a university in the district.

Yati opened this clothing store with the aim, to prevent the girls in his hometown, so as not to have to go to the city, then ended up with the same job as himself.

The real thing was never wanted by Yati herself.

But all has become the path of destiny of Yati. He doesn't blame anyone for everything that's happened in his life.

Because it turns out, the two parents themselves, are people with the past and present, who are also not good people.

Therefore, he did not want to see another girl, who would be a victim of the path of life that is not much straight.

As much as possible, Yati wants to create jobs, for the girls.

But of course, only for those who want to join, and choose to work in their own area, and do not need to go to a big city, with all the greater risks, to face them. Just like what Yati had experienced before herself.

Currently, Yati is checking the financial statements of the store, with the help of her son, RT.

His son, RT, gave an explanation to Yati, by showing anything, about the reports he had made.

Good for profit, and also the number of items available. Which should be added and not.

Yati looked at him carefully. He who does not know the business of bookkeeping, must be able to quickly learn, so that capital turnover, can run well and smoothly. So that the store will not close quickly, because of losses or stalled capital, because merchandise that can not be quickly replayed.

"This model, if there is no interest, do not take it again from the dropship. This one, simple, but a lot of fans. Take it again with a different motive. Let's not be monotonous with plain motifs."

Yati told me nothing, which should require attention in her shop. He noticed, how the models of clothes are selling and not, so he could make a decision for the future.

"Yes Ma'am," replied his son, RT sir, with a obedient nod.

He knew, although he was educationally better and higher, but the matter of experience, of course, he lost to Yati, who only graduated Junior High.

Therefore, he was obedient and still trying to learn, so that the shop that held prayers for Yati belief, could keep going and if possible, could develop more.

"Oh yes Dek, for salary and bonus matters Please recap also yes. If there is more profit after reducing all that, then Mbak take all of you out for a walk later this year."

"Really Ma'am?" ask the son of RT shocked. He could not believe what he had just heard.

Yati nodded quickly.

And that makes his son, Mr. RT, soaring with excitement.

"You know the rest of the friends, let them all be more passionate about their work."

Of course, what became Yati's plan, was greeted with joy by all the employees of his shop.

They must be very happy. Besides being able to work near home, and not requiring them to go all the way, his Boss, Yati, was also friendly and kind. Not too stressful at work.

Importantly, all work is in order, and makes a profit, so that in addition to the base salary they will receive, there will be additional money as well as bonuses.

Parents whose children work at Yati's shop are also happy.

They thanked Yati for giving their children jobs without having to worry, because it was far from their supervision.

Of course, their feelings, parents, will be different if their children work far away aka have to go to a big city, by working near where they live. Even with not too big of a result.

Yati also felt more comfortable, because it did not become a way for the girls in his village, to be the same as him, someday, if they had to go to a big city.

*****

A week has passed, after Yati discovered the whereabouts of his father.

He had tried to forget everything, and did not assume that, he had met his biological father, with the life that his father lived.

But apparently, one morning, when Yati was just getting ready to go to the store, there was a car better than hers Yati, stopped in her yard.

Mbok Minah who was outside the house, of course, was surprised, because there was a better car, than his grandson.

With a gawking mouth, Minah bengong mbok only, when there is a male voice reprimanding him.

"Mother." (Mother )

"Eh, yeah-yes. Opo Yo?"

"Ngapunten, tanglet." (Sorry. Ask me )

Finally, the man showed his cellphone screen, on Minah's mbok.

Mbok Minah of course felt shocked, because there is a picture of his grandson, Yati, on the screen of the phone.

"Lho, that's Yati. How's nek kono?" (That's Yati. How is it there. It means on the phone screen of the person who asked )

"Unknown?"

Mbok Minah nodded quickly.

He said that, on the screen of the phone is his own grandson, Yati.

That's finally. The man knew what the name of the girl he was looking for.

"Oh, his name is Yati." murmured the man.

"Yes. He's Yati, my grandson."

The man, understood.

With a smile, the man walked back to his car, and asked the driver to take out all the gifts he had brought for his son, Yati.

Apparently, that man was Mr. Wasito. Yati's own biological father.

He knows his son's house because, yesterday, when Yati came home without saying anything about him, Mr. Wasito told someone to follow him, until he reached this house.

And that person is, who is now the driver of Mr. Wasito himself.

The driver was also one of his bodyguards.

"Mak. Kulo niki Yati's. Cucune Mak." (Mommy. I'm Yati's father, Mother's grandson )

The confession of the man who is now in front of him, makes Minah blink for several times.

Mbok Minah certainly feels confused. Because, yesterday Yati said that, his father was dead, and Yati did not find other family members.

But before Minah says anything, Yati hunts her out of the house, and cuts off the conversation.

"Don't trust Mbok. Just tell me he is!"

The man turned his head quickly, towards the source of the voice.

Likewise with Minah's own mbok.

Yati stepped towards where the two stood. He stood near Mbok Minah, and stared intently at Mr. Wasito.

"What do you mean come here?"

The driver, Mr. Wasito, has finished taking out all the parcels that were brought. He put all the gifts, in bamboo bales, on the front porch of Mbok Minah's house.

Now, the driver is approaching Mr. Wasito's place. "All are sirs" said the driver, pointing to the porch.

Yati looked in the direction her father's driver pointed at. He saw many parcels, which were now in the bamboo bale.

And after that, Yati turned her attention back to her father.

"What do you mean by this?"

"Sorry Son. You know, despite the mountains of parcels you brought, it can't make up for the mistakes you've done."

Yati was silent and did not speak the words of her father. He didn't care, with everything he brought or what his father said at the moment.

Yati was already disappointed, with the behavior of her father, who turned out never to be better, in the present life.

Even today, his father is much worse, because it is not just a personal bodyguard of the perpetrators of crime. But he himself, who actually became the big boss of all the crimes in the hotel. His father's business all along.