My husband is King Tega

My husband is King Tega
Meeting a Former Employer



Dini continued her work without caring for Salsa who was gawking at her. Not wanting to make his work partner angry, Salsa decided to bring the food back. To the usual place they keep food.


While Dini, this beautiful woman was just complaining lazily.


"Who the hell is that guy, he could have made me this way. Watch out if I know who it is! Sure, I must be omelette him," Threatened Dini annoyed.


Back Early focused his attention on his task of matching existing stocks with reports written by Salsa.


Dini does like to do this at the beginning, so that the final report later, can be the same as the initial report. Dini do not want to be too relaxed, greetings work. He does not want, if too relaxed, later he will be difficult himself.


The atmosphere of the minimarket this afternoon is indeed a bit quiet, so there is time for him to check the stock at the beginning.


However, when Dini was busy calculating the stock, suddenly there was a small child patting his shoulder.


Spontaneous, Dini immediately turned her head and gave her best smile to the beautiful girl.


"Hi, Honey! What do you want?" ask the beautiful boy.


"Susu," the beautiful boy replied, naive.


Early immediately stood up and looked for someone accompanying this little boy. However, deserted. There is no one in this mini market but him.


"Geez, who are you, honey? Ha?" ask Dini while holding the little girl.


Step towards the door. The door is wide open. Maybe Salsa came in, he forgot to close the door. So this boy was interested in coming in here.


"Oh, sopo iki's son? Come on, honey, what did you want?" say Early, immediately nervous.


"Susu" replied the little girl again.


"Okay, we're buying yuk milk. Oh my God, why so bad for his parents. If there's anything about you, honey. Hmmm!" said Dini as she stepped closer to the milk storage rack and immediately chose milk for this adorable girl.


A few minutes passed, Salsa arrived.


Seeing Dini holding a small boy, of course immediately made Salsa ask.


"Anake sopo, Ma'am?" ask Salsa.


"Take iki. Want your crew not to close the door, arek iki directly mlebu e," replied Dini.


"Owalah.. la ndi ibuk mr e?" ask Salsa again.


"La yo mboh's. Look ahead, there may be something to lose" Pinta Dini.


Sharing duties, Dini is in charge of looking after the boy. While Salsa helped find the caveman the little boy.


Luckily, just as Salaa came out the door, she saw her security guard and one middle-aged woman was confused as if looking for something.


"Satpam Uncle!" call Salsa.


"Why so?" ask Salsa.


"Get by her granddaughter this mother. See not?" reply to the security guard again.


"Who's a boy?" ask Salsa.


"Girl, Mommy. My granddaughter girl. She was about two and a half years old, wearing a pink shirt, a yellow skirt. Black shoes. Her hair was curly," replied the middle-aged woman. Worrying.


"Ooo. He's inside right now just like me. Come," replied Salsa, pleased.


The middle-aged woman immediately smiled happily. His fear disappeared immediately. Replaced by an infinite sense of relief.


"Where, Ma'am. If the father knows his son is gone, then I'm done" said the middle-aged woman, holding Salsa's hand.


Then, the four people entered the mini market.


How happy the middle-aged woman was when she saw the granddaughter in front of her eyes. Being carried by a mini market officer and was cool in choosing the snacks he wanted.


"Oh my God, thank you. Ma'am need to take care of my grandson," said the middle-aged woman as she approached Dini.


Dini immediately turned her head and looked at the middle-aged woman.


How shocked Dini was when she looked at the middle-aged woman. Because that woman was no stranger to him.


Dini took off her mask, then immediately greeted the woman. The woman who turned out to be his former employer.


"Mrs Zaenab" said Dini.


The woman also looked up at Dini. Because he was surprised, why did this minimarket employee know him?


"Yes, it's me. How do you know this is me?" ask the middle-aged lady.


"Yes, yeah, I don't know. I worked with Madam. I only stopped because of an accident. The lady still remembers me, Dini. The new work a few days, after that stop," said Dini, trying to remind.


"Okay, I forgot. But thank you for helping me take care of my granddaughter. Well, I don't know until something happens to him. His father could have been angry at me immediately" Zaenab replied frankly. Because that's the way the son is now. Likes to be angry and dismiss anyone who is unable to persuade the princess to shut up when crying.


"Yes obviously the mistress forgot. I want to see the same madam. What else is with this beautiful baby. His name is Al-mera, isn't it, nyah?" ask Dini.


" Yes right, his name is Al-mera. I am also Zaenab. I just really forgot. Which of you is. I'll tell you later, but earlier I said a lot Thank you to you. Because you want to take care of my grandson," said Zaenab while trying to take Al-mera from the sling Dini.


Al-mera did not want to. Instead he hugged tightly Dini.


Makes her wonder.


Seriate..