The Duda's Beloved Girl

17. Mystery gift

This morning, Lala fed Siti to eat the porridge she had just bought. The situation of Siti is weakening again. His face grew pale and his cough never stopped. Lala fed him gently. He rubbed Siti's lips were smudged because of the porridge. Lala continued to smile at Siti, she tried to give positive energy to her mother by giving her smile.

After the porridge was finished, Lala took some water and helped her mother to drink. Actually he wanted to take his mother to the nearest health center because he wanted to ensure the pain suffered by his mother. But every time Lala invited her, Siti always pushed hard. I don't know what made her mother refuse Lala also understood. She felt her mother was hiding something from her.

After she finished drinking, Lala put the glass back next to Siti's bed. Then he laid Siti's body back and covered her.

“Mother, rest yes. Lala promised today she'd be home soon. Pray Lala ya bu may today our chili sold out,” said Lala while kissing Siti's forehead.

Siti nodded weakly, her hands stretched out and touched Lala's hair.

“Thank you son. If later you meet son Devan please convey greetings mother to him yes,” replied Siti with a weak voice.

Lala gave a small nod then said goodbye to leave immediately. After Siti allowed him Lala immediately went to the market.

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As usual, after arriving at the market Lala directly lifted the chili on his back. He took her inside and walked towards his own lap. When he arrived at his lap, how surprised Lala when he saw the field had changed. His should be a wooden table that was almost reot now turned into a new. Not only that, Lala also saw the place was already in a clean state coupled with a paper that was placed on the table.

Lala lowered the chili on her back, then took it hard. she unfolded it and began to read the contents.

“Dear Lala, sweet girl chili seller in the market. It felt like I hadn't seen you smile for a long time, but yesterday I was able to see your smile so satisfied. Although that smile was not given to me. But at least I'm happy because you're starting to be happy. Sorry, La. I can't show up in front of you yet. I'm too critic*t to admit anything in front of you.”

“I gave you a new table and cleaned up your place as a form of caring for you. That's all I can do for you. And I also hope that the man you're with isn't your partner. Wait for me, La. A.L.V.”

After reading her letter Lala immediately turned her head around. None of them are suspicious.

“Actually who is this?! He seems to know a lot about me,” murmured in his heart.

Lala shook her head then kept the letter in her shirt pocket. He'll think about it later. Now Lala has to prepare all the chili first. Lala picked up a large plastic pack of chili and poured it on the table she had covered with the cloth.

Just now he was going to sit down but some of his customers had already come.

“Neng, I want chili five kilos yes,”

“I also neng but three kilos aja,”

Lala abandoned her intention to sit down and serve them.

“Shortly yes ma'am,” he said which was embraced by them.

Lala swiftly took the plastic and put the chili into it, after it was felt enough Lala was weighing it. Lala made sure the scales were right. No less, no more. If even less Lala still does not reduce it.  He considered it their sustenance.

After everything was weighed Lala immediately handed it to the mother.

“This is yes ma'am. It's that five kilos and this is that three kilos,”

“Iya neng, thanks yes. Yesterday, my tea was not bought next door. There it continues to be expensive again. Kayak not fit scales like neng,” said mother Lala mother who has never seen it.

“Emang yesterday buy where bu?” ask the curious Lala.

“That's loh neng, buy at the end there anyway. I think he's a new trader because I've been to this market many times never saw him,” replied the mother while pointing at the female trader who had a problem with him yesterday.

“I just suggest ma'am,” replied Lala customer with a smile.

After a little talk, they left. Lala only shook her head and then her eyes were fixed on the merchant who was yesterday. When Lala's eyes collided with her the woman immediately turned her gaze away from Lala. Lala shrugged her shoulders indifferently.

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Meanwhile, Devan in his room can't go anywhere. Today there are many files awaiting his approval and signature. He even ignored his lunch hour and focused on reading the entire contents of the file. Devan doesn't want the slightest mistake in it. That is why he was dubbed as the perfect boss by other employees. Especially by Aris and his Secretaries.

The sound of knocking on the door suddenly distracts Devan. Devan lifted his head and put the file down.

“Log in!” he said while leaning his body on the chair.

The door opened and showed a woman in tight clothes. Blezer black color accompanied by a short skirt that shows smooth thighs. The woman is Fitri, the secretary she worked with for two years.

“Excuse me sir,” reply on Devan.

“What's up?” ask Devan without saying anything.

Fitri came closer and closer with the map in his hand. Then he put it on Devan's desk.

“Pak Xander ordered me to give the file to you. He told me to study the file because in two days we will go to Korea to meet important clients there and also investors who will plant shares in our company,” said Fitri at length.

Devan who heard that straightened his body.

“This really has to go there?! So suddenly you know me!” reply Devan while staring at Fitri sharply.

Fitri who was stared at like that immediately wave. Though this is not his fault but why should he be the one who bullied Devan. Fitri tried to smile and answer Devan's question.

“Sorry sir, if I don't know about it. I was also just ordered by Mr. Xander and immediately told my father. Then excuse me sir,” say Fitri then turn around and head towards the door to get out. When his hand held the doorknob, Devan's voice suddenly stopped him.

“Wait!”

Fitri closed her eyes for a moment then turned around and looked at Devan.

“What's up sir?” he asked doubtfully.

 

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