The Bride Who Didn't Miss

The Bride Who Didn't Miss
CHAPTER 9



This afternoon the sun was so hot there. Make the small birds choose to shelter on the branches of trees without flying to and fro as usual.


Annisa sits on the porch of the house with staring at the laptop screen on her lap, she looks serious checking some documents sent directly by fatimah through her e-mail. Fatimah was one of Annisa's confidants to take care of some of her cake shops in the city center. Yes Annisa has several cake shops scattered in several corners of the city. He started his business while he was still in college. Actually Annisa has been fond of making cakes since she was in junior high school (SMP). But lately since sitting in college he began to develop his ability for business.


From the beginning he fad pastries made in the campus cafeteria, until recently many orders entered so he decided to open his first cake shop near the campus where he studied. Now his business is getting ahead so that there are already four cake shops that he opened. And each of his three pastry shops has five employees. While the main cake shop located near the campus has nine employees, because now the cake shop is penetrated into a cafe where young people hang out doing their campus tasks.


Of course it made both his parents very proud of his daughter. Besides Annisa who is very obedient, now she has also been successful at a young age by having several cake shops that are very hits among millennials. Although he has been categorized as a successful young man, but it does not make Annisa big head with his position. She is still as usual, remains a gentle girl who is submissive and sometimes still acts spoiled towards her parents.


Back to the present moment.


Annisa deliberately sat on the porch of the house because she wanted to enjoy the fresh breeze carried directly by the shade of her cermai tree in her yard.


He was still serious about his laptop until a moment later a motor vehicle entered his yard so that his focus on his work became scum.


Annisa turned her head in that direction, seeing who had come at that time, and it turned out that it was her sister who had just returned from college.


Winda is a beautiful girl, her body and height is the same as her sister Annisa. Their faces are also almost similar, but Winda has a mole on the corner of her lips. There are some people see her sweet with the mole, but there are also those who judge she looks judes with her mole it. Vinda never make a problem about the assessment of people, for him everyone is free to have his own opinion in assessing the people around him.


"Have you come home deck?" Gentle Annisa greeting.


"Sister, today is not so much a lesson so that Winda can go home quickly."He answered while sitting on the chair opposite the table where Annisa sat with her laptop.


"Oya earlier Winda also had time to stop by the sister cake shop to help and check the situation there and thank God everything is safe under control because the employees are very dexterous in doing everything." His timpal again told the situation at his sister's cake shop while sipping tea there.


"Dek . . tea the brother." Annisa exclaimed when she saw her tea that had been finished by her sister Winda.


"Hmm, good brother." Speak without guilt while developing a smile.


"It's good, just drink." Annisa said a little upset and now she chose to look back at the laptop without wanting to argue with her beloved sister.


"So, how is it at home anyway?" Ask Winda while addressing Annisa who returned serious with her work.


"Where's my brother going to the deck." Annisa replied casually, because now she no longer remembers when Winda spent her tea.


"Walk, you'll soon be married." Vinda.


"Where are you going?" He continued to stare at his laptop.


"Hmm" Annisa only cleared her throat when she heard what her sister said.


"Road? Where would he take me on the road. She just has a boyfriend.


Annisa Mumbles.


"Sir, Winda seriously knows." Closing the laptop instantly upon seeing no response from Annisa.


"What the hell is the deck, brother again seriously know." Say it while looking annoyed.


"But my sister didn't answer my question." Timpal Winda who felt Annisa did not discuss his question.


"Which question isn't big brother gubris?" Annisa asked as she let out a long sigh trying to dampen her irritation towards the attitude of Winda who was sometimes still like a child.


"About the same way sister-in-law." Said Winda again asked his question.


"Oh, that, maybe later after the wedding." Answer her casually.


"Sister.!! Seriously mind youh." Her protest was again upon hearing Annisa's answer which to her was absurd. Given her sister's marriage is soon but Winda never saw her sister out of the house with her future husband like most couples today.


"Sister of two rius. We're not official yet so why spend time together outside." Annisa said that made Winda more upset with her answer.


Now Winda chose to go inside without wanting to ask again to Annisa, because it is useless to ask or give advice, he said, because Annisa is still going on her establishment that does not want to linger outside the house spending time with a man who is not her mahram.


Annisa also smiled when she saw the look on her sister's face that immediately turned upset when she heard the answer from him. After Winda chose to go to enter the house, Annisa now continued the work that had been delayed before her because of her sister Winda.


While seriously checking the report sent by Fatimah. Suddenly his mind floated thinking about Rafka.


"What is he now, since yesterday's meeting he never called me again. Is she busy with her work or maybe she is busy with her lover who she told me about. Aaaa . . . . Why do I think about her anyway, obviously she already has a boyfriend even yesterday she didn't ask me for my phone number at all, so where might she call me. Oh my God . how my next life is because right now the man I'm betrothed to is not expecting my presence at all.


His murmuring while pensively imagining the next life after he married.


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