She's Maduku

Chapter 93

Whether this has been weeks to how Fatih never contacted Azky, be it a message or a phone call.

Azky who is also in sports with activities that are quite dense, taking care of Restaurants and taking care of children at the same time is not an easy thing, he often forgets his own health. Several times he fell ill because of lack of rest and poor diet.

But at this moment, whatever wind brought Azky's thoughts to Fatih, he suddenly remembered the last time they communicated it had been more than a week.

Ja..He was very sure, for more than a week they had never exchanged news. "Where is Fatih? I don't think he's been around for a long time, is he busy?" Ask yourself while staring at the phone he put on his desk.

He grabbed the flat object, his tapering finger seemed to shift the key icon to open and look for Fatih's name in the contact. "Here we go." He said with a smile.

But it was a pity that he just started typing a message that he would send to Fatih, suddenly Azky Assistant named Hani came knocking on the door. "Toks.toks.. Mba" called out to her from the slightly closed doorway.

"Why Han? Come on in."

Hani went inside with a slightly fervent face. "Anu mba, that's..."

"Why?" Azky got up from his seat and approached Hani who was still standing in the doorway.

"That's mba, there's a costemer who complains with our cooking." Hani said very carefully.

"complaint? Ko can?" Azky frowned.

"Yes, I also don't know mba, he said there was a hair on top of their maknan."

"Hair? That's a very fatal mistake, let me meet them, you please see behind someone breaking the rules or not, if anything, you scold them."

"Yes mba."

Because there was a problem with visitors, finally he left his phone on the table and unfortunately the message he had typed, he had not been able to send.

"You didn't even ask Azky for news?" From someone over there.

Boutique XX.

In one week only two or three times Shafiah come to visit his shop, that is just to visit and check the state of the boutique which is still entirely owned by Shafiah,it's just that for management he left it entirely to his brother-in-law Khadijah.

"Jia, how come our sales have increased this week?" Ask Shafiah to her sister-in-law. They are currently talking in the workspace.

"Alhamdulillah mba, this week rose rapidly, what else there is a new design that can be brought from Sidney." Saut Khadijah was very enthusiastic while showing the sales graph of his laptop.

"Waws... This much as the increase?" Shafiah furniture her eyes see the sales graph rise rapidly.

"Yes mba, hopefully going up."

Shafiah nodded, her gaze still focussed on seeing the graphics on the screen. "Yes you're right, if sales continue to rise like this, then give bonuses to employees."

"I got dong mba?"

"If you don't have to wait, ask for love now." Glancing at Khadijah and then looking back at the Laptop screen.

"He.he.he don't have to mba, I asked for a good meal treat."

"Can.where?"

"At the cafe..."

"Where's cafe?" Ask Shafiah while closing the Laptop.

"Cafe. that time.."

"Which one?" Curious.

"when we met Mr. Willy it was me." Saut Khadijah hesitated a little.

"Mr Willy?" Shafiah tried to recall the cafe that Khadijah meant. "Oh..That cafe? Very dear, why would lunch be there?"

"It's okay, I want to go there."

"Well, there's also a lot of good food here."

"I'm going there, please." Khadijah moved to sit next to his brother while swaying on his arm.

Khadijah must have had a certain intention to beg for lunch at the Cafe which is located quite far from the Boutique. "All right, the important thing is that you're cool, all with Shifa."

"Yes, wait in the car."

"Yes mba." Khadijah rushed out to meet Shifa.

Upon their arrival in the Cafe, Khadija seemed to wander around looking for someone, until he hit the table in front of him. "braak.. "Aaww.." he grimaced in pain.

"Jia..kamu anyways what the hell? This big table you still hit." Shifa.

"Are you okay?" Shafiah Timpal.

"Nothing mba" Khadijah rubbed a sore neck.

"Be careful nyoya Jia." Ledek Shifa while pinching her pointed nose.

"Issha..Shifa." Jia grunted in annoyance.

"What are you looking for anyway?"

"I'm looking for Bram's."

"Bram?" Saut Shafiah and Shifa together.

Khadijah immediately closed his mouth tightly. "Stupid fool.why did you flirt in front of them anyway?" The inner Khadijah cursed itself.

It's unlucky the stairs anyway, the goal is to meet Bram, even get unlucky, especially today Bram did not go to work.lunch this time is not as expected.

Along the way home to the boutique, Khadiah continued to pursed his mouth to invite laughter Shafiah and Shifa. "Jia..Jia.." Shafiah shook her head, gazing at the face of the khadijah from the hanging little Spy.

Zahfran Office.

"What date is this?" Zahfran glanced at the date on his phone. "Astagfirullah.I almost forgot to send money to the kids." Quickly Zahfran contacted Rafa on the phone.

"Tut.tut several times he tried to contact, but did not get an answer, there was no long incoming message from Rafa that contained:

"What's up Zha? I'm the same boss, can't take a phone."

"Oh.." Zahfran began typing a message for Rafa: "I want to send money to the kids mas." Message sent.

While waiting for a response, Zahfran took the time to open his Laptop to check some incoming emails.quite long Rafa finally replied to a message from him that contained :

"Why not just love the kids? they are in Jakarta. You are the same Shafiah already in Jakarta right?" Rafa asked over there.

"Director? since when? and why are they going to Jakarta?" Zahfran asked many questions in one message.

"Azky got a Manager position at a Restaurant in Jakarta, about two months ago he moved in with the kids, I think you know."

"I don't know what the name of the restaurant is?" Zahfran was curious.

"Please tell me, but don't do anything else, okay? I don't want you and Shafiah to fight again."

"Yes, I promise. Anyway I just want to give the kids a monthly ration."

"Restauran XX, east of Office XX."

Zahfran widened his eyes knowing that the Restaurant Rafa was referring to was in his current office.

Zahfran can't wait to make sure what Rafa says is true or not. He quickly put on his suit and took the car keys in the drawer. "I have to make sure of it myself." He said as he ran out of his study.

"Where are you going sir?" Micel asked when he saw Zahfran running a little away from his room.

"Exit the next two hours." He screamed a little because he didn't stop.

"Two hours? where is he going?" Micel sat back in his chair.

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