The Cost of Trust

The test for a woman

#Aziz

Diandra sends Imah to the bank to create an account in his own name. At the age of 24, she still looked innocent like that. Less updated with the development of the present day. He said, can pesbakan and open yutub aja already seneng. Dian and I are trying to educate her to get her ahead. Thank God, after 3 months here he began to develop. I am beginning to understand the procedure. Sometimes, if the stall is crowded I want to give him a friend. But, Dian said later. If I asked for it. Fearfully, Imah will feel as if she is incapable. There will be social jealousy between him and his new friend.

I started checking all the vouchers from all the servers. So far, all is well and well. Money and stock are always in balance.

My phone rang.

"Hello...?",

"Hello, good afternoon? I'm Hardi sir. Who will install cctv sir!"

"Oh, yes sir. How-how?"

"I want to put it up today sir. Mr Aziz is there?"

"Oh.bby..bby..can. I'm tall Mr. Hardi. Thanks!"

I do plan to install cctv at the kiosk and also at home. Not that I don't believe in Imah, just just in case. Moreover, Imah is innocent, afraid easy to lie to others.

At 1pm, Mr. Hardi arrived. He was accompanied by a friend. Turns out the installation is simple. I put up some dots. Two in the stall, one in the dining room that leads to the room, and another in the corner of the house that reaches up to the gate and the warehouse.

[Mas, still in line. No rame kiosk?] a message from Dian.

[Alhamdulillah. Someone is buying. Relax with gpp.]

[Yes udh klo that]

Kiosk is pretty crowded. Perhaps, about friends for Imah can be considered again. I'm just overwhelmed, what about Imah?

It's past two o'clock, Dian and Imah get home.

"A very long deck? What's the new account from Poncol?" my many.

"Heheheheh.tadi asked to be sent to the culinary festival Deket mas square. We both go, huh mah."

"Hooh mas, uwakeh tenan gangan ndek Kono" he said while giving his thumb.

"Grand ae koe mah!"I said. He's just grinning.

"Oh yes mah, if you are given a friend to work together how?" many doubt.

"Emm...I do it Ndak nice Tah mas?" tanyakanya. It's true Dian's guess. Dian glanced at me.

"It's not that mah. Last time you guys left I wae keteteran." I replied.

"Yes, anyway. Sometimes I also like to be busy myself. Yes, Imah mah manut ae mas. Seng important I jeh iso kerjo mbi peyan mas heheheh." he said cheerfully.

I smiled at her answer. For him, as a boss, I have to give him the comfort of working here.

"Yes on deck. Enter yuk. Let Imah take care." take me to Dian. We also went into the house. I left Imah who was playing his new phone. Which he credits to me with cutting 25% of his salary.

\#Imah

I've got an ATM card. Rich people rich people. If shopping is just a swipe, if you want to transfer stay to the ATM. They have their rich boss. It was considered his own sister. Being engrossed in daydreaming, I was surprised by the presence of a tall sexy canti woman.

Rich disinetron-sinetron, the girl lowered her sunglasses . Selow mosen is. Ne elegant style, rich.artis who is it.

"What are you looking for?" my many.

"Hem. This...Have Aziz?"

Not that he answered my question, but he was the one who turned back.

"Yes. Who MBA?"my many.

"I? I'm his girlfriend." Dih, is it time? His ex-girlfriend is Aziz a gini model? It contrasts with Dian. I looked at him from head to toe. As a woman, I admit she is beautiful. But, you don't know why see him wearing clothes less material I goosebumps myself. Don't you get scared of pow piye kie wong?

"You?", he asked. Replace him who highlights my clothes. Oh. No problem Ferguson. I've been stylish since the gembleng mba Dian.

"Eh, my village would not cooperate?" ask the woman.

"My name is Mama, not a village woman!" I started to grumble.

"Whatever is...by the way how much do you pay here a month?" ask her. This is a woman with less work what the hell? Just how much my salary is.

"Alhamdulillah. A day of my meal money is 100 thousand. I was given to eat the same as them. Continue, a week I am in love 700thousand. Try to count, what is my salary?!" candaku. But, I put on a serious face.

"Hello? Boong is very Lo? Gini's little shop, where's the money anyway?" his scorn.

"Maknya play less far ...reneo tak kandani, peyan ga need to tour gajine I po ga iso?"

"Eh ..pake base planet what the hell Lo. I, want nawarin cooperation."

"I've worked together with Aziz and Mba Dian. Don't want to work together there."

"Eh.dodol. I mean, Lo's working with them but Lo's also working with me."

"Yo ga iso toh mbak. I only open from 7-10 o'clock mallm Leh. piye want to cooperate there?"

Nih girl miss bego what the hell, muttered tuh cewe.

"Gue love Lo money, how much do you want to call it. As long as you want to tell me, any activity or anything about Aziz. You have to help me let Aziz come back to me. How's it?"

"mbak ngelindur? mas Aziz is married to Mba. Don't be an actor. Not good mba, peyan is beautiful must be easy to find men." my advice.

"Eh ..cewe hick, no nasehatin ass I Lo. Do you want to work with me?"

"No. My money is given to them a lot. If you don't want to spend here, just go there. Chopped me up."

"Rese lu yah's. Watch out Lo!" said the girl died.

Suddenly Aziz came to the kiosk.

"Why mah? Monyong-monyong that lips, added dower you know."

"Ih.mas Aziz mah. There was a girl ngaku-ngaku mas Aziz's girlfriend. Invite me to work together. Imbalanae money mas. But I refuse, I say that money from peyan also did not lose much. I've already kicked the mas."

Aziz laughed when he heard my story. This is the same contrast as Dian. Don't be real anymore Aziz's girlfriend. Ouhhhh