The Mistaken Son-in-law

CHAPTER 32

Pov (Author)

"Nih mbak opinion of the field today". Said Ratna while handing over the stall earnings, order notes and expenditure records to Aisyah.

"Thank you, Ratna, secure the stall for the rest of you?". Ask Aisyah.

"Aman under control Ma'am, just calm down if there is me mah". He answered while grinning while patting his chest.

"Oya mbak lulur demand increased nih many who want to mesen, my friends are also on tanyain". Say again

"Hmm. maybe next week just start production again because the production place wants to be moved first, first, later if it is done and has been produced then we open again our online store in Oren application and black application". Aisyah.

"Ok be ready if that's what I say first, assalamualaikum". Pamit Ratna's.

"Yes heart - heart, wa'alaikum greetings". Answer Aisha

He immediately locked the fence and the door and returned to his room. After calculating the income of the stall and matching with the notes and notes that gave Ratna, he kept them in a safe.

"Yank if it's done, you sleep first, dede in the stomach already sleepy, Mas want to finish this first". Arya said then kissed Aisyah's forehead and stomach were still flat.

Arya was still in front of the laptop checking the report her subordinates sent. After he finished, he immediately followed Aisyah who had fallen asleep first.

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Next day

 'Sorry Mom, I have not been able to send a lot of money just for the needs of Rani's home and college. Maybe this is the last one, until I try to get back to my previous kayak, I ask Arya. He became a manager again, and his efforts are also moving forward. When she didn't want to help mom. Yes ma'am, don't call me if you just want money'. Ryan then turned off the phone.

Trings

There's a notification going into Bu May's phone, it turns out Ryan transferred the money to her.

'uh? Only so much if it is cut with tuition only five hundred thousand'. His mind did not believe the nominal money sent by Ryan.

Bu May was upset with her first son whom she had been proud of. Ever since his business went down, he was hard to ask for money. Now he says he won't give anymore.

'He said his wife son of a rich man and his legacy in-laws are also many why not use to advance his business again? Is Bella the one who doesn't want to love you? Just be careful if it's like that, I won't be barin'. Mumbled, Ma May was upset.

He punched his phone again to contact Arya, what else if not to ask for money even though when the payday Arya has given enough money to him but there is no middle of the month is almost up.

The phone wasn't picked up by Arya because she was in a meeting.

"Mom I'm asking dong for money, I'm going to hang out with my friend". Rani suddenly appeared while raising her hand.

Miss Maya who was upset looked at Rani with glaring eyes.

"Just keep you know it, do not know what the mother is dizzy thinking the money has been thinned, do not work ask mending you work there so can not mikin mother dizzy". Answer Ms. May emotions.

"Ish mother is stingy right now, I'm still in college want to do a job what try?". Rani whines

"It's up to you to work what's important to make a lot of money or find a rich girlfriend. If you need to be a businessman's savings". Bu May said then passed to her room leaving Rani alone in the living room.

Rani who was upset returned to the room and closed the door hard, she was forced not to leave because she had no money at all.

Meanwhile, Ms. May called Arya's number again.

Tut's. Tut's.

'Assalamu'alaikum ma'am, what's wrong Mom? Sorry I was in a meeting'. Aryan.

"Mom wants to ask for money, make a funeral and pay Rani's tuition". Reply Bu May to the point, without further ado and say hello.

    'And early last month I gave to my mother instead of the usual tuition money Rani in love with Mas Ryan huh Bu?'. Arya asked astonished at the new chapter at the beginning of the month she gave her mother a considerable amount of money, while now it was not yet the middle of the month.

"Which money is enough, the needs of mother and Rani are many. You haven't sent mom any money, maybe she's busy". Ma May is lying.

"You're the same mom started the calculation, forgot you and your wife used to ride with mom. Once successful even stingy mother, do not like the nuts forget the skin ". He said again with a punch.

"You're a fool why is all the paychecks for him? Later on he will be with her. Your wife is greedy, already has her own income, but still want to nguasain your salary. All your salaries should go to the mother, the more entitled mother. Until whenever a boy belongs to his mother. Just be careful if you do not send to mother, starting from next month your salary all mothers who hold". Ms. May's orders.

'Yes, ma'am, I want to continue working. I'll talk to Aisyah first, assalamualaikum'. Arya said immediately ended the phone because she did not want to serve her mother's unreasonable request, she was not out of thought with her mother's thoughts. However Aisyah was his wife, he was obliged to provide a decent living for her even though his wife already had her own income.

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Pov (Aisha)

Meanwhile in the field.

I feel good, Alhamdulillah my nausea has been reduced because often made ginger tea by Mbok Darmi.

I intend to go to the stall to see the situation of the stall directly.

It looks not too crowded, there are only a few school children who are eating.

I also approached Ratna who was making an order, fortunately I had packed spices in plastic according to the portion so even though Ratna made it, it did not taste much different from my cooking.

While he was sitting on an empty desk, my employee named Wanita who is Mang Agus' nephew came to me.

"Can I say no?". Ask her while looking down.

A quiet boy, he rarely speaks. This was the first time he had ever spoken to me.

"What do you want to say? Here sit down first". I asked him to let him sit next to me.

"Can I ask for a salary first? For the treatment of my mother who is sick in the village, all I want permission to go home to take care of her because I am an only child, sorry my mother has nothing to take care of there". The answer hesitates still.

I became sad to hear the story, indeed Wati is not from this area. He is the son of Mang Agus from his cousin's sister. His mother worked as a washing worker. His father was not clear about his work. Wati works here to help her family's economy, she only went to primary school because there was no cost.

"Yes already your permission to go home, later the money Mbak kasih after the lapak closed yes". My speech

"Thank you Ma'am, if that's why I'm back". His words then passed to continue his work.

I looked at his back, pitying that he at his young age had carried a heavy burden.

"This mother's on her marrow". Ratna told me.

"Thank you Rat"

"That's Wati why Ma'am? Tumben talking to Mama? Ratna asked in surprise because all this time Wati never talked even with fellow employees.

"She asked permission for the sick mother's look in the village". I answered while enjoying my dimsum.

"Pantesan yesterday I saw his eyes swollen like a cry, right I asked him he said eyes sore because - because of the splashes of the seblak sauce pas nyuci dishes. But I often see him moody, I feel sorry for him, still young but should be the backbone of his family". Ratna iba.

"Yes also pity, although he is quiet but his work is diligent, who will replace the work of Wati as long as he returns home. Or just advertise?". Add me.

"Yes just put the writing in front of the fence if needed employees. Oya mbak later if the scrub has already been produced, how about we promote live as well Mbak. So buyers can know how to use and its advantages. They can also ask questions about our products. Likewise with snack sales products we promote also through live". Ratna.

"Mbak also had time to think about it, because mbak often saw the sellers promoting their sales live on the black application. But who will be the live host, not to mention the admin and packing section?". My toot.

"I have two friends who have experience as a live host mbak, he happens to be looking for work. Later that one part live the only part admin". Answer Ratna.

"Well, if you have an experienced friend. For the packing section we can work the citizens of the complex here". My speech.

"Betul mbak so can all open jobs for them as well". Added.

Our talks stalled because there was an order Ratna had to make. I went back inside after finishing my meal.

Trings

I frowned reading the messages in my green app.

Seriate.