
“Continue! Keep going! Hopp!” a man in a yellow hat, and a black T-shirt was busy driving a pickup truck that was delivering Dara's roasting gear. Bak waited for a worshiper to return home umrah, all gathered there to see the original form of the tool that had been awaited. With her persistence, Dara managed to get a land rental permit that was exactly on the Surapati roadside, not far from the popular Gedung Sate.
As promised, Sapri finished the tools he made, just in time. Sumringah, Dara stood looking at the process of the tool was moved. On the front side has been established the writing ‘K’s’ as he planned.
So many people who come to help the tool put in its position. They are residents around the shop who work as motorcycle taxi drivers, and some men who regularly sit down to spend their morning coffee in the barrel.
“How's tea? Like?” Sapri approached Dara who was holding her daughter.
Dara nodded quickly, assuring Sapri that everything was going as she wished.
“Like. Max Yes, Kang Sapri.”
“Then, I say goodbye to my team, Teh.”
“Hurry very, Kang. Thank you, already here the tool,” Tomi shook the man's hand, while embracing his shoulder. Sapri is indeed very calculating with friends, and he also keeps his promise.
In addition to his work as a security guard, he still had time to set aside free time to finish what Dara asked, without a single day stopping until it was finished on time.
The car drove, carrying Sapri and 3 people who helped him. While Dara and Tomi were still there looking at their tools.
“Known, it's Ujang. Kang, this is my wife, Dara,” Tomi introduced Dara to a man with an online motorcycle jacket. He had heard of this man before from Tomi.
Because Tomi first went to lobby the place they rented, he knew and knew the people there. Ujang a real man Garut, black skin exposed to the sun because of his work that always takes him to go and fro carrying passengers. He was one of the influential people in the barrel, listen to him who cleared up some of the problems that are common among the motorcycle taxi drivers.
“Halo, Tea. Hopefully at home. Just go home. Poor kids. We will help you here.” He said so friendly, contrary to what seemed to give the impression of sangar. Dara smiled and replied with a polite nod.
“I have to go home first, Kang. I have a real work schedule. This is my stay for a while because the tool wants to be delivered,” Tomi explained briefly.
“Oh yes. It's nothing, Kang Tomi. Justjust stay. It's safe here. There was me and the other kids,” heard what Ujang said, Tomi and Dara became calm. Not only that, everyone in the barrel also received them well, especially Dara was a woman who was so friendly, so people became kind to them.
“But we are off, bi ... work?” dara protest when she got home. She was confused as to why her husband was lying and immediately took her home.
“I want to meet someone. Who will help later. We're working, so it doesn't make sense that we should take care of the store. I mean, baby.” while taking off his shoes in front of the house door, Tomi looked up at the sky full of cloud overcast.
Dara laid Kayla on the crib, while Kio laid Tomi on the living room couch.
“Know where?”
“Facebook. Good guy. At first I was looking for a charcoal supplier, then he showed up offering, and at the same time offered if he could be an employee at K’s. You think?”
“Hmmm ..” Dara clenched her lips, looking up.
“Try .. anyways you have experience recruiting people ..” she said agreeing with what her husband said.
“I'm gone in an hour. Not long, though. I just want to make sure she's serious, then go home again. He can start the day after tomorrow.” added Tomi.
“Go by yourself?” Dara felt that she also had to be involved in this, after all she had to know who was responsible for running this idea.
Tom sighed, then exhaled again.
“Repot, Ra. You should bring two children. Never mind, I'm just. You rest at home,”
Dara had no other choice, and she agreed to stay home with her children. He might be able to spend some time playing with them and preparing for the Trial Opening the day after.
“Kok hasn't come home yet?” Dara anxiously looks at her phone, showing it at 11 p.m. Tomi had been gone since noon, and he said for only a moment, but he had not arrived home all this time.
Dara has tried to call Tomi's phone number several times. Nihil ... His call was not answered by one. She was indeed a woman who held fast to her promises, and this time she felt restless because her husband had passed the time he promised before leaving.
Biip!
The sound of the horn startled Dara, and she could see her husband laughing out loud watching her half-dead shocked. Dara opened the door with a look on her face.
“Hehe. Nungguin, huh? It's wedang. You like it, right?” Tomi got off his bike and gave a packet of wedang round which turned out to be still warm, then gave a kiss to his wife.
“Open first in the bowl, keep coming back here, huh? I wait ..” he continued to Dara. The woman rushed to serve her sword in the bowl, then sat back down with her husband.
“Old pocket?”
“I'm excited to chat with Yadi. Son's good. It turns out he was oddly pickled as well, helping his parents sell out Sumedang.” replied Tomi while staring at his wife devouring wedang.
“Result?”
“He started work the day after tomorrow, as I said. The guy's nice, polite talking. He also has a little sister. Backbones, like you. Oh yeah, did you tell your mom about K’s?”
Dara shakes. Lately he very rarely communicates with his mother, because when his relationship is not good with Tomi, he will avoid his family to not tell what happened in his household.
“Same. I haven't either. But later we just told you, if there is time to go home.” Tomi said again to his wife.
“Don't forget the story, I'm the founder and CEO,” said Dara, and Tomi greeted the remark with a smile.
“Iya, baubles. Oh yea. I think we should move out of this contract. I've met his house, I went with Yadi. After all, we need more space later for processing. Let's wait for the new work schedule tomorrow ... Later we decide when to move,”
What Tomi said was true, they needed a wider contract for their business activities later. Thank goodness he has found the right place, so Dara does not need to be tired of searching through online.
“How else ..” murmured Dara. He could not believe he had gone so far as to try to realize his own ideas.