Pomegranates

Nope.

Two days after Zahwan's return, his mother came to my house. With a raw face that was very unhappy and upset, in front of the house he immediately berated me and warned me not to approach Zahwan again.

..."You have to know yourself, you don't pantes for my son. What do you mean he makes nginep here, huh? Inget well, he already has a child and a wife, so you don't have to bother him."...

"But mom, I never told Zahwan to stay here....!!"

"You are. I don't want to hear your nonsense anymore, I ask you, where is my grandson?"

"Mom want what?? "

"He's my grandson, I want to take him home to C, and he has to be a successful man and know you're not rich."

"No ma'am, he's my son, I've been humming him and taking care of him to date. So I'll never give her to mom."

"Hoh... is that so? , okay that way, but beware... if there is anything. And this kid doesn't have anything to do with Zahwan. Just watch out for it..."

"Good ma'am!!" My firm.

After being content to berate me, my mother left, the neighbor who had eavesdropped on me next to the house came over to calm me down.

"Prophey, the world is cruel. As we strive and strive, may God give us happiness after this bitterness." Imbuh buk Leni's.

"Thank you, buk!!" My exclamation.

The sound of crying could be heard from inside making me run to enter.

I also took out my breasts and suckled them. It looks like he's a spirit suck because he feels hungry.

"Mom, Ay-yah ana?" Ask her.

The question confused me because I didn't know what to answer.

"Dad.., I work to buy Atta cars, yes!!" Answer me.

"Howeeee... Atta una!!" His laughter is girmong.

When we finished, we went to the restaurant to control his progress. After arriving there, I immediately went to my employees to see the sales journal. And thank God the sales rate remains the same. Although there is no increase, but at least not decrease.

"Oh yes. man!!, if the tree is finished you tell me yes let me shop." My love.

"Yes mba, ready!" Exclaims.

Iman is my manager, even though he is 11 years above me, but does not make him behave disrespectfully to me, must I repeatedly tell him to behave like a colleague to me.

In addition to faith, there are two servants, pk epul and mba sri. Being to cook is held by the wife of Iman, mba devi.

It has only been running for almost two years, but it can provide a good economy for those 4. The motive was to maintain my economy as a young woman with many needs, and help the economy of my 4 workers to get a better economy.

I try to give them comfort, and give them a chance to complain if there are things that make them feel difficult at work. Apart from being workers, I also consider them as my own sodara, considering myself who only lives alone here.