
Nadia approached Tiara shortly after she heard the words of her best friend.
"You sure Ra. will be selling out there? conditionally your stomach has grown, you know," said Nadia next to Tiara.
"True what Nadia said, are you sure you can do this job with your condition that is already like this Ra, mother does not want to happen anything - what with your content later, what with her, you better be in charge of guarding the store, let Nadia and others who peddle our bread on the streets," added Salma's mother who looks worried about Tiara's pregnancy.
Tiara smiled, she felt filled with the attention that her friend and boss had given her.
"Tiara sure Mom, insyaallah Tiara is fine. The content of Tiara is already strong, after all if Tiara sells outside precisely Tiara will be a lot of movement Bu. Later if Tiara feels tired, Tiara will immediately rest," Tiara said with so much confidence.
Ms. Salma sighed slowly as she said, "well if it's your decision Tiara, I hope you can take good care of your womb. I don't want anything to happen - what with this mother-to-be granddaughter," Ms. Salma stroked Tiara's soft, bulging belly.
"Just calm Mom, I will take care of Tiara also later when selling outside, where maybe Nad aunty could have seen the prospective nephew of aunty soybean," added Nadia who helped stroked Tiara's stomach.
Tiara felt very happy because she was still surrounded by people - people who were so good at her, who could accept her what was in the middle - amid many people who blasphemed her.
Ms. Salma and Nadia knew the true state of Tiara until the young woman became pregnant without a husband or marriage. The two of them were deeply moved by Tiara's life story. Therefore they both loved Tiara very much and always took care of Tiara's pregnancy.
"Thank you Ma'am....You always care about me, when people blaspheme and insult me you always strengthen me" Tiara said with glazed eyes.
**
At the airport, though,
A handsome man has just set out to return to Indonesia after long leaving his homeland to America to study.
The handsome man with the jeans of Dongker combined - paired with a white shirt did not forget the sunglasses perched on his pointed nose was seen waiting for someone at the airport.
"Sorry young master, I'm a little late" said a man dressed in all black as a private driver.
"It's okay, sir, I just arrived."
The two men of different generations walked out toward the car they were in. A moment after arriving in front of the car was heard the cry of a woman who was very familiar Alex. Yes, the handsome man in question is Alex Wiratama the son of a famous businessman in Indonesia.
If the handsome man is Alex, can readers guess for yourself who the woman who shouted earlier ....yup...yup guess you're right all clear woman is Jesika who else π.
"Lex.." cried Jesika half-run towards Alex by dragging her large suitcase.
It turns out that the girl just got off the plane, who knows who told Jesika about Alex's return. Though the man had advised anyone not to tell Jesika about his return to Indonesia.
Alex snorted in annoyance when he found Jesika was already at his side. The woman shamelessly immediately grabbed Alex's arm so possessively that it made the handsome and cold man become uncomfortable himself. With great confidence Jesika has also told Alex's private driver to put his suitcase in the trunk of Alex's car.
" Dear..you go back to Indonesia to not tell me," whine spoiled Jesika.
"What are you, so I have to give you permission if I want to go home" Alex replied in a cold tone and immediately released the hand of Jesika who had been coiling in her arm since.
Alex just got in the car and shut the door very hard. Jesika is made to gawk with Alex's actions. He initially thought that the man would tell him to get into the car and open the door for him. But in fact he was in cuekin.
Jesika stomped her feet and walked around Alex's car and then got into the car through the right door. He sat down next to Alex. While Alex himself immediately cool with his cellphone.
The driver who understood the expression of his young master immediately launched his car.
"l....Alex is still a bitch to me, but just look not Jesika's name if it can't conquer an Alex Wiratama," inner Jesika with his cunning grin.
**
"Ra...I went over there first huh?" nadia said while shouting.
Tiara just nodded her head, the pregnant woman then carried her bread basket back to walk towards the red light. Tiara took a short break at a bus stop near a crossroads while waiting for the red light to come back on. Nadia told her to only sell around there so that Tiara did not ketapean.
At that red light many cars and motorcycles were stopping, Tiara painstakingly and patiently offered her wares to the riders who stopped there. Quite a lot of people responded to Tiara's trade by buying the bread. But many also refuse it, especially luxury car drivers who are always reluctant to buy snacks that are rented on the streets like that.
"Excuse me. His bread sir, there's strawberry, cheese, chocolate and green beans..." Tiara offers one of the luxury cars that stops in the middle.
The driver then opened the windshield and looked at Tiara with a strange look.
"This woman, is not she the son of.." Inner sir Ujang who is none other than Alex's personal driver.
If what Tiara offers bread is a car driven by Pak Ujang, obviously there is Alex. But Tiara was not aware of it at all.
Since there was no response from the owner of the car, Tiara tried to return to offer her bread.
"The bread is hygienic kok sir.so about the taste of God is not in doubt," said Tiara with confidence while displaying his sweet smile.
Mr. Ujang immediately froze his daydream after hearing Tiara's words back, "yeh I want five," said Mr. Ujang a little nervous because he felt shocked.
"What do you think, sir?"
"Just be mixed."
Tiara nodded her head, she wrapped the five loaves of bread she had in her basket into a plastic bag. And give it to Alex's personal driver. Because her stomach was already enlarged so she felt a bit of difficulty.
"How much neng?" ask Mr. Ujang.
"One seed of his is five thousand pack, totaling all of his twenty-five thousand," replied Tiara kindly.
Pak Ujang then took out a piece of money fifty thousand and gave it to Tiara.
"Sorry sir, can you wait a minute I will take the change first to my friend. Because of what I lack for her change," said Tiara while pointing at Nadia who was standing not far from her.
Mr. Ujang looked towards Tiara's index finger, and sure enough he saw a woman who was peddling her bread using the same basket as Tiara.
"No need to neng, the change is for you," said Mr. Ujang with a sincere smile.
"Eh.but sir..."
"It's okay - just take it for you."
"Thank you sir, may Allah give you abundant sustenance" said Tiara sincerely.
"Aamiin...." Pak Ujang assures Tiara's words and prayers.
Without Tiara noticing since then there was a pair of eyes that looked at her with a sharp look, hate and disappointment.
When Tiara wanted to leave the car, suddenly her eyes were fixed on a handsome man who was in the passenger seat that she was very familiar with.
"Alex......"