My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 59 Dream Land

"Mr Afif and Mr Ryan?" the father did not believe. His shivering body met directly with these two influential people.

"Just relax, I'm here to accompany my wife to eat." Afif looked flat at the father, his smile only for Naynay. Indeed, the father of the fried rice seller did not expect to meet and be greeted by the owner of this TOP most business empire. Surprised as well because it turns out his loyal customer is the wife of the CEO.

"Sister, help me sell it." Naynay whispered in Afif's ear, he had calmed down.

"What should I do?" asked Afif confused, how to help him.

"Silver photo in front of his wagon, the abis was posted on the sosmed." Naynay stood up and pulled Afif's hand towards the front of the man's cart.

"Open the jacket with the hat first!" naynay said she opened her husband's jacket and hat, which followed what she did.

Naynay took the phone out of Afif's jacket pocket and stood not far in front of Afif. "Thank you for the two thumbs, give me the most handsome smile!"

Afif raised both his thumbs and smiled broadly, following his wife's instructions. His nose is flat because it is said to be handsome.

"Udah, I'm wearing the same jacket!" naynay said as she helped put on her husband's jacket.

Naynay then sat back in her place and saw the shots that her model was her husband. "Just tomorrow, now we call the sales marketing flagship of the Wijaya family."

Naynay smiled as he typed someone's number on the phone Afif, he didn't bring his phone because he forgot. Then stick the flat object until the sound of people yawning.

"Ran, come here now! I'm sending you the location, spit, yeah!" Naynay immediately turned off the call without hearing a reply from Rania who was certainly nagging. Shareloc via short message.

"Well, let's wait for Rania to come first." Naynay gave the phone to Afif.

"What did you tell him to come?" asked Afif while putting his phone in his jacket pocket.

"To help this father sell, Rania was like a child when he met this father."

"We ate first, yeah." Naynay looked at the two men sitting side by side next to her. Afif and Ryan agreed. Although they have never eaten food sold on the side of the road, but they agree. Errata, Afif is often due to plucking Naynay's food when his wife is cravings.

"Sir, make three fried rice, yes. Eat here."

"Good, Miss." The man stood up and began to struggle with his cooking utensils. Naynay's eyes watched the father's every lithe gesture of cooking his order. Amazed also by the way the father behaved even though his son experienced an unpleasant incident.

After a few minutes, the father served three dishes of fried rice on the table. Then he took a moment to go to the public toilet not far from there.

"Ngapain get me here, Nay??"

The newly arrived Rania sat down and spread her head on the wooden table. The pajamas with the image of Olaf she was wearing were covered with a white hoodie. Her normally unravelled long hair was now smeared high carelessly.

"Shock me, Rann!!" Naynay rubbed his chest in shock at Rania's arrival.

Naynay drank the mineral water that was there. "Ran, you know who this wagon belongs to, right?"

Rania raised her head and looked back. "It's a father who usually sells in your home complex, right? How come it's here? Nana's coming?"

"Yes, this is the father's. He was expelled from the compound and Nana was admitted to the RSJ."

Rania's mouth was wide open. "Why?"

"Raped" Naynay said in a small voice.

"Ran, it'll be taken care of tomorrow. But now, you help his father sell first. Pity there are no buyers, we're the first." Naynay pointed at the wagon with his lips.

Rania rolled up the hoodie arm she was wearing up to the elbow, after which shouted loudly until the crowded atmosphere became silent for a moment." Who buy nasgor here will get a photo bonus with me! Know me, right?!!!"

Who does not know him. Rania's face was often very wara-wiri on tv or teen magazines. Likewise with Naynay, but the pregnant woman always appears mysterious so not many people know that she is the son of Hendrayan.

It didn't take long, people started to swarm the wagon. Rania deftly started cooking the fried rice, back and forth stepping taking the ingredients that were already available.

A few meters from there, Nana's father was stunned to see the action of Rania. He was grateful because even though he was living in poverty, there were still people who cared deeply about him. He approached after wiping away his tears that had dripped.

"Sir, help Rania dong." Rania welds with her hands still busy stirring a basket of white rice that has been given soy sauce in the pan.

"Surely, Miss." The father takes over Rania's job and asks Rania to help wrap the order alone. After paying, the customer will ask for a photo with the famous businessman's son. Rania says that her nasgor can only be wrapped. He did not want the whereabouts of the three people who were eating there to be known.

Naynay smiles while photographing Rania using Afif's phone back. His intention was to help, but Afif was banned for fear of his wife's exhaustion. Afif and Ryan still casually eat their nasgor, the hat has also been lowered to cover the eyes so as not to be recognized.

Rania smiled when she saw that the ingredients of her nasgor were all gone, she took out two dishes and put the remaining fried rice inside the face on top of that plate. Then took the father to sit at the table Naynay who had spent his nasgor.

"It's our turn to eat now, sir." Rania thrust a plate of nasgor in front of the father.

Naynay opened two bottles of mineral water and thrust them in front of two people who were eating nasgor. "You're so great, Ran."

Rania did not reply, she only raised one thumb. It turned out that helping the sale made him hungry.

"Tomorrow you don't have to sell here again, use the shophouse that we said first!" rania said after the food ran out. "Can't refuse any more!"

"Thank you, Miss both so good." The father put his hands together in front of his chest, his eyes glazed over.

"On Nana, you calm down, yes." Naynay gave his best smile to encourage the father.

After waiting for the man to close, they immediately went home. The father was escorted by Rania to his house.

"Sleep, Nay!" afif said as he rubbed Naynay's head against his chest.

"Nay Nay will get fat if abis eat directly to sleep," said Naynay while snorting on Afif's warm chest.

"I like you to be fat, satisfied I pinched."

Afif's reply made Naynay laugh, before finally sleeping on the chest of the field.

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Sorry, yeah, not UP these few days. I was in the phase again just tired, lazy more precisely.