THAT WOMAN IS MY SON'S MOTHER
The Part 51
I just wanted to say, if I go back please take some time. I want to really talk to you" Sebastian in a serious way. "Let me try" Mutia replied briefly. The sky ended the phone call from his daddy.
The sky was ready that morning. Breakfast accompanied by mother, making Sky always spend the food menu. The sky had accustomed Mutia not to waste food. Because Mutia always said, many out there whose fate is less fortunate like the Sky. Even to eat alone, until scavenging leftovers in the trash. That's what Mutia always taught her son. Always be grateful whatever the circumstances.
"Sister, don't forget. If until the mistress who came yesterday again, it's your job to meet her" said Dena when she had just joined the dinner table for breakfast. "I'm your boss, Den, just play orders" Mutia joked. "Males ah sis, if you see the madam again. Bawel and riweh wasteettttt. Sumpahhhh" said Dena. "Really...is there still someone like that? It should have been at the museum of people like that" Mutia chirped. "So, if you don't believe it, try to prove it yourself..Hadech can make a seven-round headache if you meet again" said Dena. "But if there were no such typical person, the world would be deserted. Really not a bik???" Mutia turned to Sumi's bik who was eating. "Non Mutia, non Dena. Maybe the world will feel bad. Because there are no claws to each other.he..he.." comment bik Sumi. "Yes too? The world must be a plate" said Dena.
The sky that had spent the milk made by the mother sat in the living room waiting for the women who were chatting at the dining table. Long ago the sky called her mother. "Bun, game. Let's go!!!" the sky from the living room. The three of them who were at the dining table looked at each other and laughed. "Tuh, little young master is getting impatient" continued Sumi.
"Yes, let's go first. Ati-ati at home" Mutia said. "Then this money for bik shopping, this one for Sumi's bik handle" Mutia handed over the amount of money she had divided into two different envelopes. "But the shopping money is always the rest of the lot" Sumi received the envelope Mutia gave her. "Just take the rejekinya bik Sumi. What matters is that all needs are met. But if less do not hesitate to say yes bik" said Mutia and walked to the living room because the sky has called him again.
On the way there was a Sky curse, "Bun, will daddy come home in the afternoon, huh???" Mutia looked back, "Langit, if daddy's business is done. Must be Daddy went straight to the sky. Dady last night also called the sky a long time ago" added Mutia. "Daddy this morning also did not call again, last night daddy said he wanted to call early in the morning" The sky looks pretty. Mutia who saw so anxious herself saw those pursed lips. "Tuh lips want to be pigtailed with mother yes, since then manyun continues" Mutia tried to joke. "Mother is not fun" The sky glared towards the car window. Mutia sighed, let alone her son starting tantrums now. "Try mommy to see mom's phone for a second. From morning I haven't seen him. Maybe daddy pas called mom miss it" said Mutia carefully. The sky again looked at the mother as if giving consent to see the cellphone.
Turns out it was true, there were some missed calls from Sebastian. "Sorry mother, it turns out Daddy kept his promise.But Mother who does not know if Daddy called. Sorry mother yes" Mutia apologized. "Sky sorryin, as long as the sky can call Daddy now" pinta Langit. "This is going to school" interrupted Dena. "Just aja bun, plisssss" please Sky. "Okay, promise is only a moment" said Mutia and Sky assented.
The sky suppressed Sebastian's contact stored on Mutia's phone. Once unanswered, twice unanswered. The third time by saying bismillah Sky tried again and finally connected. "Hello baby, how is school yet??? " ask Sebastian, who seems to be preparing. "Yes Dad, already want to get to this school" Sky story whose overcast face has changed bright face. Mutia and Dena just cleared their throat, hearing the sky that was engrossed in chatting with her daddy. "The sky has arrived, quickly pay daddy" said Mutia. The sky obeyed what Mutia had ordered. After parting with her daddy, the call was interrupted. "The sky used to be bun, aunty" he said. "Okay baby, study diligently yes" said Dena who was still in the car.
The car drove slowly towards the company due to the incredible traffic jam this morning. "Bad yes brother, the more days the traffic jam the beautiful amboi" said Dena. Instead of getting tired of Dena turning on the radio, in addition to updating the latest traffic situation, can listen to songs as well. Incidentally on the sidelines of the news, the operator turned on the song 'ojo-rather than bandingke' which is currently viral. Especially on independence day, a small child singing the song with a melodious voice adds to the viability of the song. Dena even memorized the lyrics and tone of the song. Mutia just laughed at the silliness of Dena, feeling like she got entertainment in the morning.. Dena to come swaying style tok-tok. "Let FYP brother" chirped Dena. "Ha.ha. Just in the office make the content" joked Dena. Mutia could only shake her head at the absurdity of Dena.
Due to the severe congestion, Mutia and Dena were a little late until Mutia Bakery. Someone was waiting for their arrival. Mutia who had been informed by her employees at the front office immediately approached a woman sitting in a position to back her up. "Good morning madam, I am Mutia. Can anyone help?" mutia asked kindly. The woman turned towards Mutia. "Oh this is the owner???" replied the woman cynically. "Look, ma'am, I was here yesterday. But the service of your men really makes me smell. Honestly, I was disappointed" he said cynically. "I represent the employee who served you yesterday to apologize profusely" Mutia said sincerely. It must be this mistress that was told by Dena, Mutia thought. The mistress who may not be much different age with mama Cathleen, but the war is completely inversely proportional to mama Cathleen.
"Only discount will I think mistress, how can I give. The point is I'm here to apologize if indeed my employees have a mistake with you" Mutia is still trying to be friendly with the mistress. In this field, Mutia really prioritizes service to buyers. Although it was admitted that the woman in front of this was not her regular customer. "So you doubt me??" he started with a high note. It's hard to explain that talking to a typical person like this.
"Let's just say madam, let's talk while sitting down. Mba, please make a drink for this lady" Mutia asked one of her employees for help. "Mrs Martha.My name is Ms. Martha" he said. "Alright lady Martha, please sit down" Muthia said politely.
"First, I thank you for trusting our products. Both your intent monggo is delivered. Perhaps I can help" Mutia began to negotiate. In his heart he did not want to be with this woman for long.he..he..sabar.
"I want a luxurious wedding cake message for my daughter's wedding, dessert-dessert complement also please be provided" he said again. "Well madam, about the number of invited guests? So that I can prepare to the maximum for your daughter's event. Oh yeah, can you tell me the date of execution?" Mutia handed over several wedding cake models that could be provided by this central outlet.
Lady Martha, "Which is the most luxurious? I'll make sure I choose that. I don't want to mess around for an event like this" he said. Mutia showed a very beautiful picture of a wedding cake. "Okay, I'll order this. Oh yes, because my invited guests are also very special I also want other complements are also special. The second week of next month" he explained. He also added the number of invited guests to his show. Mutia nodded in understanding. "Well madam, I will submit all the details of the cost" said Mutia. "OK, I wait for the price cut as the madam promises in front" her smile cynically. Lady Martha moved from her seat by handing over a business card to Mutia.
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To be continued, happy reading
Morning-morning breakfast bread, enjoy 🥰🥰🥰
