Sincerity The CEO'S Love(IT'S UP)
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That afternoon Mirza and Anjeli went to a used car showroom owned by her friend Mirza. He will release a Toyuta Alpahard car whose new price can be more than one billion. Mirza knew if it resold the price would fall. At least he can use it to buy a house and other needs.
Actually Ms. Hafsah told them to stay together after Mirza had told her everything. But Mirza is reluctant to stay with her in-laws. He who is accustomed to living independently cannot simply be a burden to others.
"This is the place?"
"Yes An. Come on in."
Mirza and Anjeli went inside. Mirza's friend Dicky welcomed them.
The curly-haired man and the huge tall body smiled and approached Mirza. For a moment he was astonished by the hijab-wearing woman beside his friend.
"Hi Za's. How are you? who is this beautiful girl?
"This is me Dik, don't macem-m yeah. Thank God I'm good Dik, how are you?"
"Yes no. I have a bini, too, Za. My news, as you see now. Haha. Why would you sell your car, Za?"
"There's a problem Bro but sorry I can't tell. You can see my car."
"It's Okay." They walk outside the showroom to see the condition of Mirza's car.
"Where's Dik?" Mirza asked when Dicky was done checking Mirza's car.
"Gue how dare it be 800 Za."
"Naikin dikit dik. 900 ya."
"This is in the middle of it. If it wasn't the same, I wouldn't give you that price, Za. 850 Deh."
Mirza thought for a moment. He will allocate his money for some needs. Finally he took off his favorite car.
"Yes already Dik. But are there cheap cars? a hundred less."
"What are you Za? How could Mirza a famous automotive entrepreneur use a car less than a hundred million?"
"Udahlah Dik's. Now the reality is different. I need a healthy and cheap car. Don't let your ugly machine. Just for everyday. I am pregnant again. It's a pity that the car is uncomfortable. Yes, even cheap, it's important to be comfortable, brother."
Dicky's stunned. He did not expect Mirza to buy a used car at such a low price. He wondered what was going on with Mirza.
"Okay Za's. Come on along."
After getting the desired car and the car payment was also received, Mirza and Anjeli went home to their own homes. Tomorrow morning Mirza will vacate the house and buy a new house for her to occupy with Anjeli and start a new life.
"Mas, why?"
"I'm gapapa An. I should have asked you this as well. What if we were like this now?"
"I don't mind. We will not take treasure to death. We should be thankful that God still leaves treasures for us. So that we do not get stuck in the road. I've been used to living a simple life since. So I don't have to worry. "
"Thank you An." Mirza was very lucky when she was at the bottom, there was still a wife accompanying her, soothing her heart. If only there were no Anjeli, maybe he would run to a nightclub or buy illegal goods to relieve his fatigue. And spend the money on useless things. Ever since he left his bad habit, he slowly learned to deal with the problem calmly.
"Sama-sama Mas's. Donk smile!" Mirza smiled, impressed. Because there are many things he has to do tomorrow to organize his life from the beginning again.
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"Yes, An. I'm just sad to lose this house. This is my parents' second home."
"I know mas, it is heavy whose name is sincere. But if we don't, our lives won't be quiet. Isn't everything we have God's care?"
"Why did everything happen so quickly after I improved. Is my sin so much that God punishes me like this?" Mirza suddenly felt desperate again. It is undeniable that he feels very bad.
"Mas, listen to me. God is showing his affection for Mas Mirza. In this test, God wants Mas to approach him, prostrate and pray to him. Allah loves it when His servant raises his hand and asks Him for help. So don't ever think God is punishing me."
"Yes An thanks An. From now on I'll open a new leaf. To become a new person. Let's go home to our house."
"That's donk. Come on Mas."
Just the clothes and some cooking utensils they brought. Mirza is already filling their new home with cheap furniture to match the current Mirza pockets. He must be careful to spend his money. Because he still has to finance the treatment of Ms. Hafsah and her sister Anjeli's school.
Half an hour later they had arrived at Mirza's new home. The house is simple but still looks well maintained because the previous owner was very diligent.
"Come An. You should see this house. You just set it up as you want."
"Yes Mas. Thanks." Thanks."
When the door was opened, Anjeli was happy with his new home. Although smaller than the previous Mirza house, but this house looks comfortable.
"I like mas. Thanks, my mother."
"Either. Sorry, there are not many pieces of furniture that you buy. Just the important thing first."
"No problem, my. Hoek Hoek." Anjeli suddenly felt very nauseous. Then find the bathroom. Since becoming pregnant, she has experienced frequent nausea.
"You're nauseous again? rest in the room first yes An." Mirza took Anjeli's hand into their room. His wife's body on the bed.
"Mas go buy water first yes An. We eat for us."
"Let me cook the mas."
"No need. You're not feeling well. You just rest. Nearby is a koq food stall."
"I'm sorry huk huk.." Anjeli cries in front of Mirza. He is more sensitive now.
"Why apologize An? Don't cry."
"Because I can't cook for the mas today."
"Hey baby, don't say it like that. Yes, buy some food first. You were alone was okay, right?"
"It's okay, Mom. Be careful." Mirza wiped Anjeli's tears.
Mirza on foot, to a tegal food stall near her home. Things he might have rarely done so far. This time he had to get used to walking if he went to a place nearby. At least it can save fuel.
After buying two packs of rames rice and warm tea, Mirza immediately went home. He actually wanted to go to the grocery store. But he remembered Anjeli being left alone. He was afraid that anything would happen to his wife. When opening the gate of his house, there was a car passing by, but not realized by Mirza.
"Oh live here apparently? Mirza, how sorry is your fate. May you be successful in your new home." Someone smiled slanted. Then continue his journey.
