Trying To Be Faithful

The king but Namrud

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Is there anything wrong with Hasna and Raden?

Sorry I just got up now, because I just fit after yesterday sick and hospitalized.

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"Papa still can't contact Hasna, try asking for her cell phone number as God," Raden pinta told Akhtia.

"I tried asking him."

Achtia tried to contact the Gods, but did not get any response. Once, twice, up to three times, but still not getting an answer.

"Not appointed, Pah."

"Maybe he hasn't woken up yet."

"Ah, time. It's noon I don't think you're awake yet."

"His name is also young master," said Raden a little sneered. Achtia rolled her eyeballs.

Not long after that Akhtia's phone rang.

"Here, he called me back. Hello, Brother."

"Hello. What did you call? sorry I'm taking a shower."

"Yes sorry to disturb you. I'd like to ask dong, Aunt Hasna's phone number because the number that was not active."

"Can't."

"Wh why? he's not your fiance anymore."

"Yes know .. but Ms. Hasna herself did not give permission to give her number to others, including your papa."

"What's that?"

"Yes how do I know. I just follow what he says, the reason I don't understand. What the hell is going on? if anyone wants to talk about it, let me tell him."

"Oh that. Yeah, I told you about Aunt Hasna, Papa nyariin."

"Yes ntar I was by. I'm gonna get dressed, bye."

The conversation was interrupted.

"Tante Hasna can't Papa know her number."

Raden could only swallow his breath.he knew how hard Hasna was also principled.

"Tante Hasna why the hell? if he ends up avoiding Papa, why try me fiancee with God? useless dong."

"You also carelessly make decisions."

"Yaaa, don't I think that Aunt Hasna is not a fiancee of God, meaning the opportunity for Papa is still there. Yeah, right? is that it, Bang?"

"You, ah! dark."

Akhtia.

The hope that appeared for a moment, now faded again. Hasna is difficult to guess, she is good and as if everything is fine but the decisions she takes are sometimes unpredictable.

"How many months are you graduating, Achtia?" ask Raden.

"Two months, Pah."

"As soon as the exam is over, Mahendra's family will immediately make a proposal to this house. After you receive your diploma, your marriage will be held. That's what they say."

"Yes already."

"Ck, after all this marriage is just a joke. The point is not to let God marry aunty Hasna. After all, the god already has a lover, if the girl is ready to be brought home, I'm the same she'll be divorced."

"It is not so easy to play with the marriage bond, Achtia. It's not as simple as you say."

"But, Pah. The point is I just want you to marry Aunt Hasna. My business is the same God let that ugly bloke take care of. Huh, ah. I'll be late for school. Come on, eat the breakfast."

Raden didn't know what to say to his daughter. On the one hand he was happy because Hasna was not married to God, but on the other hand her son was the victim.

She is getting married, living in her new family home. I don't know what will happen to him later.

May the Mahendra family treat their children well. At least, now Akhtia gets recognition from his extended family. That's pretty good.

Morning activities are going as usual. Akhtia was busy with his exam preparation, Airlangga with his duties, and Raden with his work.

In addition to the hospital, Raden also has another business, namely a typical Sundanese restaurant that is very famous. In addition to delicious, the price offered by Raden is quite affordable. In addition, the feel of the restaurant was designed really typical Sundanese. Sitting lesehan, a gazebo thatched, and a view of the expanse of rice fields along the eye to see.

After returning from the hospital, Raden stopped by to check the state of the restaurant. Look at the financial statements, and also see how the employees are performing.

"Do you know what?"

Suddenly the sound of someone shouting shocked everyone in the restaurant. Including Raden who was checking finances.

"What is a storm?" ask Raden to Ohim who is trusted to manage his business.

"Most customers complain, sir. Ordinary, some like to feel himself to be king, but namrud."

"Ha ha ha. There-there's you."

"Where's your manager? Get him to face me right now!"

Raden and Ohim glanced at each other hearing the screams back. So Raden and Ohim came out and saw what was going on.

"I'm the manager here, can I help you?" ask Ohim while approaching. Raden was surprised to be made when he saw his female employees were already drenched in the head. Looks like it's been watered.

"You educate your employees this well. I ordered the grilled carp why he gave a giant fish like this," he said while stepping on the fish that was already under the floor.

Raden raised both eyebrows.

"Sorry, Sir. But this mother did order the fish grilled sambal ijo. it was indeed fried first so it was a bit loud, not immediately burned." the employee explained in a tone of voice between fear and sadness.

"Why not explain first if the grilled fish is fried first? How to be a stupid waitress! You should be able to explain one by one the menu here, how he cooked. I'm not disappointed!"

"Sorry before, Mom. But on the menu we have written the description. There is, Mom. Please you can read it yourself." Ohim showed me the menu book.

Either because of shame or indeed because he felt annoyed, the menu book was taken and he threw it toward the ministry earlier. Lucky with sprightly Raden fended off the menu until it did not hit the face of his employees.

"You, and you ...." Raden pointed to the family who accompanied the mother.

"Please get out of here. If you don't like the food and service here, please find another place to eat."

"Eh, who are you to kick me out of here?" ask her in a high tone.

"I own this restaurant, why?"

"Wow, instead of apologizing. How does the service want good owner aja kayak gini. Whoa!"

"Yes, this restaurant is bad. So please find somewhere else and never come here again. You've me blacklist. No need to pay with what you have swallowed, just leave this restaurant so that others can enjoy their food."

With an annoyed face, the mother invited her family who were enjoying her food to leave.

Raden only shook his head looking at the table whose food had been partially exhausted.

"Are they just looking for an excuse not to pay?" ask Ohim.

"Maybe" replied Raden.

"Sir, I'm sorry." The waiter apologized to Raden.

"Other times, you don't get it if there's a customer like that. You work to serve those who want to eat, not sell your pride to them. Don't let anyone hurt your pride, okay. Now you clean that table and dry your hair."

"Yes, Sir. Thanks and sorry again."

Raden and Ohim return to the room.