My husband is married again

Tarte Cake

"I'm sorry mba.", Anya said to the Rose.

"Yes not papa, you keep the store aja.alagain mba not sure you can anter this until the destination"

Today Mawar intends to send a cake ordered by Bu Risma, he is arranging a box of cakes that are moved into the car with the taxi driver online.

This should have been Anya's job, but since Anya was having monthly guests, she couldn't drive her.

Some women will experience cramps or pain in the abdomen on the first day of menstruation, and currently Anya is experiencing it.

He could only keep watch at the checkout because of his stomach ache, from the morning only most of the Roses made the bread.

The rose gave the driver a home address according to the message he received from Ms. Risma.

Along the way the rose just stared out the window.

He saw tall buildings towering on each side of the right and left of the road.

His eyes looked bright and empty, no matter what he was thinking.

As he stopped at the red light, his brown eyes were staring at some people walking in office coats.

Looks like he stopped right in front of the company building, at this hour maybe some employees are resting and looking for food outside.

After the lights changed to green, the driver returned to drive his car to the address to be addressed.

*When I can work for the company..

A bit of desire to work in a company began to stick out from his heart.

His once pent-up desire now began to appear again after seeing the tall buildings in front of his eyes.

How foolish she was to give up the opportunity she had for her husband Mas Adi.

She was even willing to give up the golden opportunity and prefer her husband.

And what does he accept now? only the pain of having been betrayed, all that remains is regret.

He wanted to start his career from the beginning, doing everything as he wanted without anyone forbidding.

But if you think about the shop that is now starting to crowded visitors, Rose has not had the heart to release it.

"Am I looking for a new employee.."

His income was also stable and there were no unnecessary expenses like before while he was still living with the in-laws.

He had to think about it carefully later when he came home from the shop, now he must focus on his job delivering the order cake.

The car he was riding began to enter the luxury residential area, Rose could not even blink her eyes because she was amazed.

The houses are lined with very majestic, the courtyard is also spacious like the field in his village first.

"Jeez.I just saw something like this directly", he mumbled softly.

He has only seen it a few times on tv, and even shows that offer luxury housing every weekend.

The rose did not expect to see it directly like this.

It turns out that it looks very beautiful and luxurious, seeing all of it directly makes him understand why people are so chasing money.

The reason they are competing to live a luxurious and comfortable life.

*T*it turns out I've been living like a frog in a shell...

"Aren't we going the wrong way, sir?" he asked the driver.

"Not really mba.sometimes I nganter to this area"

Rose still could not believe it, she did not expect the house of Akins and Azka was among the elite house.

After arriving in front of a large gate, his taxi stopped and began to honk.

Seen a man dressed in a large body guard came out from inside.

"Sorry who.?" he looked down at the Rose in the car.

"I came to deliver Mrs Risma's order, from the Rose bakery" she said.

"Please wait a minute.."

He saw the security guard talking on his phone, then walked up to him.

"Please enter miss" he said then opened the gate.

Though as long as he passed the housing he was very amazed, but now he was more amazed after entering the courtyard of Bu Risma's house.

The distance from the gate to the house is quite far, all the way Roses can see well-treated flowers look very neat and beautiful, it looks like it is the garden.

Rose stared in disbelief as her car stopped at a very magnificent house, she could not even speak to her surprise.

There the Rose saw the smiling Miss Risma welcoming him.

Rose said a word of thanks to a man with glasses who had opened the door.

When viewed from his uniform it seems like he is the butler here, because the clothes he wears are somewhat more luxurious and official than other servants.

His age was also far away from the others.

"Welcome dear.", said Bu Risma while hugging the Rose.

"Oh yes please Mr. Rus bring the cake in", he said as he held the Rose's arm to bring him in.

"Em wait aunty.I want to pay the driver first"

"No need, let Mr. Rus pay"

"But aunt..."

"Hus.not to refuse parents" he said, then lead the Rose into his house.

The rose only smiled awkwardly as the servants lined up neatly in front of the door saluted her.

*A*pa all rich people like this..?

The rose was ashamed to be treated like a queen, but she was only a shopkeeper who was delivering their employer's order.

He even only wears blue jeans and also the uniform of the bakery, if the logic of their salary is greater than the income of the sale, they will have taken care of this large house.

*A*g...

Rose stared in disbelief as he entered the house of Bu Risma, the interior was very luxurious , he felt that he entered the palace only.

*A*pa me in a dream...?

Pinched his arm with small, he grimaced when he felt pain in his skin area.

*T*real...

"Sit here first yeah, auntie wants to go back for a second"

The rose nodded its head, for a few minutes it still glanced here and there looking around in amazement.

Then it was seen that Bu Risma came with some floats behind her.

"Sorry old aunt, yes", sitting next to the Rose.

"Not aunty..."

One by one the servants began to put the food they brought to his table.

"Not bother aunt, I'm here just to order"

"No need to hesitate if the same aunt, you here lamaan ya while waiting for Akins the same Azka home, surely they are very fond of seeing their favorite aunt here"

"But aunt.."

"Udah no buts, now try to eat first, aunt can only love like gini.."

*pa...? just...?

Roses did not even react because they were still surprised to see all the snacks in front of them were very much and luxurious

but Miss Risma instead said all this with the word "*C*uma"

Roses take one food closest to it, the general shape is round like a cake usually but has been cut triangles.

But if asked he did not know his name, because he had just seen it.

"This is the name of the cake what aunty.?", although he sells bread but not all the names of bread he knows, especially he never saw it.

"Oh the cake is called Tarte Tropezienne.., the cake is delicious loh, the cake directly from the French restaurant in Jakarta"

"A..what..?"

The rose gawk heard it, even Bu Risma said with an intractable accent.

He didn't even know what kind of cake it was.

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Here's a picture of a Tarte Tropezienne cake

French version of cheesecake with cream puff soft and cream cheese thick in the middle.