Revenge of the Brother

Seed of Love

"Yes, "Sahut Algi and make all eyes on him, especially Aldara.

"Indeed, it's appropriate that you rush the wedding, "The middle-aged man said, while Algi just grinned in response.

"It seems you misunderstood Sir! " Aldara spoke and this time he was the center of attention.

"I buk-" Aldara's words came to a halt when Algi stepped on Aldara's foot.

"this is our second meeting, we should take advantage of it with important matters only," Algi looked at the middle-aged man.

"Sounds there's something you want to say?"

"Of course, "Algi then extended his hand to Aldara. Aldara also understood he gave the file he had been carrying.

"Did you meet Mr. Fadil yesterday? " tanga Alga and the middle-aged man turned red instantly and turned his eyes away from Algi.

"Had I guessed, hopefully you didn't waste our hard work that resulted in your company going out of business! " Algi looked more and more fixedly at the middle-aged man who had misbehaved.

"Te of course, I will be faithful! Where is it possible that the cooperation that our company builds becomes divided, if mutually beneficial! " the middle-aged man.

"Sorry to make this lunch event annoying and awkward, to make sure it won't happen then you can sign this file! " Algi thrust out a few sheets of paper in front of the middle-aged man.

"Where can it be like this! " the man's hardik, looking at Algi, after knowing the contents of the file.

"Be careful that you don't lose a coworker like me, even if I'm not so dependent on you! "Algi's remarks successfully infuriated the man, of course he was more angry with Fadil who had instigated him to make Algi look inappropriate to be a CEO.

The middle-aged man was strongly forced to sign the dossier, as he also did not want to be harmed by Algi's company.

"You're so very wise, it's not wrong if my papah chooses a coworker like you! " Algi smiles forced.

Food has come delivered by a dexterous float, until not long after the food has been neatly arranged on the round table.

"Let's eat sir! " Take Algi, the middle-aged man and the woman next to him that his wife look at each other, then they eat their food.

Unlike Jefri who is now in the yard of Rumi's vegetable store, the store seems to be crowded Jefri visitors also stepped inside because they saw Rumi who was busy and needed help.

Jefri opened the door and was surprised, the queue at the cashier was very long not to mention people crowded and there was only Rumi.

"Didn't he hire people to help him! " murm Jefri

"Well, where's this onion? " there was a confused buyer's voice, Jefri also stepped towards Rumi who was busy once, seen a crackle bag was messy under his desk.

"Hi! " Jefri patted Rumi on the shoulder.

"Let's serve the others quickly, I'm busy! " Rumi didn't realize that it wasn't her employee.

"How do I serve them onions I don't know what rich they are?" hardik Jefri, making Rumi turn and surprised to find Jefri beside him.

"Sorry sir, I'm busy" Rumi returned to her activities.

"Let me be the cashier you serve them! " Jeff looked at Rumi.

"No need!" reject Rumi without looking.

"Where are the cabbages, I want to buy a lot! "

"If the same lengkuas ginger which yes? " ask the teenage boy with a date and turmeric on his hand.

"Mba can I first my son is afraid to cry at home! "

Various complaints from buyers also made Rumi shake his head, because Dila and Budi were given a day off on work, making him regret.

"I don't think it's going to be as crowded today as it's usually Wednesday, like a little shopping." Rumi muttered, storing some vegetables in a crackle bag.

"Let me just, I can be a cashier any kind of vegetable there is a perkilo price right? " Jefri kept urging Rumi so she could help him.

All types of vegetables have a price bandrol, such as chili that has been wrapped in perkilo and then there is a price bandrol diplastiknya, kale, spinach and vegetables are tied not one kilo bandrol price but per ikat. So as to facilitate buyers and of course Rumi and his employees in calculating the amount of groceries. If anyone wants half a kilo stay in for two.

Rumi was already very overwhelmed, he handed the rather large calculator to Jefri and then dragged the groceries that were naked.

"Look at me! " the firm word of Rumi and Jefri just nodded.

"of course! " the mother replied, and Rumi took the notebook.

"Look at the price there is the name of the vegetable, like this! Broccoli! You write his name and next to him write the price and put it in a bag of crackles, then take again the vegetables in the writing basket again do it until it runs out of the basket. Once it's all written down you need to sum it up with a calculator! Take the money and hand over the groceries. If the person does not want to use a note, just take the vegetable look at the bandrolnya and immediately write on the calculator and the vegetables input into the bag of crackle and then take the money and give the groceries! Do you understand?" bright Rumi at length, Jefri who was a company owner immediately nodded.

"Well I'll serve them first, I trust you won't take the money right? " ask Rumi hesitating.

"I intend well to help you, there serve them so I can be the cashier! " Jefri took the balpoin in Rumi's hand and shifted Rumi's position so that Jefri was right in front of the buyer.

"All right, I'm finishing this one! " Jefri began to take vegetables from the basket and wrote down the name of the vegetables and the price.

Rumi went from there, and began to approach people who were still confused where the vegetables to be bought, or like the teenage boy, who did not know where the galangal was.

Rumi and Jefri's busyness lasted long until the afternoon arrived, visitors did not stop to visit Rumi's shop. It was done at four o'clock, because it was time to close the shop.

"Mba I need cabbage, still can I? " ask the mothers when Aldara is about to close his shop.

"Well besides what else cabbage will be bought, and how many kilos? " ask Rumi.

"Sekilo only! " answer those mothers. Rumi's sweat was visible to Jefri as she re-entered the store, she felt sorry for him and what if Jefri wasn't there to help her earlier?

"All right, this mom! " Aldara thrust her crackle bags at the mothers.

"Thank you, "

"Together! "sahut Rumi with her smile.

"Quick close the shop! " unconsciously Rumi told Jefri, and Jefri smiled and obeyed.

"This woman told me to keep going! " murm Jefri in the heart.

It was time for Rumi and Jefri to leave, but Rumi held onto Jefri's wrist and handed him some money.

"Thank you for today, you're very skilled. Accept it even a little because it's natural I give your energy to help me! " said Rumi.

"Take me back to help you! The company is not so busy either, I go first! " Jefri pushed Rumi's hand which held the money and left.

"Or at least this afternoon we ate together in a cafe near here, from this afternoon we did not eat anything!" bargaining Rumi at Jefri then Jefri smiled in response.

"OK I take it, which cafe? " ask Jefri.

"What do you like to eat?" Rumi asked back.

"Anything I like, except seafood! " jefri and Rumi nodded.

Rumi accidentally saw his grilled chicken brother's grobby subscription now there after a few days off.

"I like roasted chicken on the side of the road, can you wait a minute I'll buy it later we go to the cafe! " said Rumi.

"You're going to eat with me at the cafe, are you going to eat grilled chicken after that? " ask Jefri.

"If that's how it will be, I really like the roasted chicken sold by brother is very tasty! " Rumi walked over to the grilled chickenman, but her path stopped when Jefri pulled her.

"Buy two servings and then eat them in the car! " jefri said.

"really? Don't want to be eaten in his place?" Ask Rumi.

"There are too many rames people passing by I'm afraid to notice when eating, embarrassed!" jawan Jefri and Rumi understood.

"Wait a minute let me buy it! "

"This money! " said Jefri, thrusting the contents of his wallet.

"Don't let me deal! " quickly Rumi looked up, leaving Jefri with a smile.

"This love is getting more fertile! " murm Jefri with a smile.

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