Victims of Oppa Love

Chapter 8. Hanging

"Hi dad!"

Appa looked closely at me and turned to a few notes on the table. In front of him, the computer was still on displaying wallpaper that was briefly seen just being used.

"Tumben is so early."

"Did you rest at home today? Let Mina take care of the shop."

"Related?" Tanya dad kept walking into looking at the racks of fabrics with the latest patterns. I followed him from behind, who knew he needed help.

"Yakin dong daddy. Rest well okay?"

"alright. I think today is a little tired too."

"Just leave the store business to Mina."

Dad still refuses to move. Was he worried that his daughter could set up a fire shop? Not like that appa.

"Dad still can't believe it? There's Mang Teja and Mang Sakti with me here, right?"

"Yes, they're inside preparing the order."

Since last year, our store officially accepts online orders to various cities. It's thanks to the thought my genius knows. Initially the post fad and there are comments coming in and the first order occurred. Over time more and more, even more are ordering online than coming to the store directly.

"Appa go home now."

"Dad go home."

His body passed from behind the shelf, from the pile of rolls of cloth inside the store. Slowly then drifted away after Dad drove a Honda matic in the front parking lot. All at once, before returning to the cashier table there is no harm in looking at the work of the mamang. Apparently they are more than deft, many large boxes and rolls of fabric that have been wrapped in thick paper. Do not forget to be tied to the rope so as not to be strung.

"New mom arrived?" Sapa mang Teja's.

"Yes mang. Dad's home and the three of us take care of the store today."

"Good mbak."

"Oh yes mbak, can you please print the delivery addresses on the computer? Sir Herman seems to have forgotten." Mang Sakti spoke. Yes, Appa might have forgotten because he already admitted to being tired today. His sturdy and sturdy body is certainly not immune to any disease, the name is only human, there is a weak limit.

"Okay mang. Wait a minute, well, Mina's gonna drive you here."

Both of them nodded and continued the work. I rushed towards the table where the computer was located, seeing the incoming order of 33 addresses made me smile proudly. Just try not to post, definitely can not be in line with this. Hehe ...

"This is it ..."

Mang Teja and Mang Sakti are busy again after I give you all the addresses that have been printed. After this they're going to the delivery service leaving me alone in the store. Nothing, counting learning to be a woman business that later anything must be independent. Back there was an offer bang Satria this morning, which is very unreasonable and ridiculous. Yes, not that I don't like or anti terribly, but my majors are not appropriate and cover too far.

"Excuse me deck." Someone said it surprised me. Almost himself fell aestetic on the floor. The man in the hat I've seen before, Mas Juan.

"Mass?" My two eyeballs instantly grew, so happy? Bangett.

"Mas wants to pick up another cloth order on deck. Last night I told Mr. Hermansyah and he said it was prepared today."

"God ... Dad came home anyway. Then I asked Mang Teja just to go inside. Sit down first."

By the heavens and the earth and its contents, my heart was about to leap so happy. Mas Juan aka mas Jiny made my slightly somber mind become bright again. Just two days, how about every day with apples to the house?

"How's the deck?" She was impatient after seeing me coming. Duh mas, you don't want to make me happy what once in a while? Tell me the cake if you buy cloth here just an excuse to meet me, will be happy.

"Mang Teja and mang Sakti are packing some more orders well mas? Father has shown which will be the order of the mas, but wait to run away good? A little more."

"Oohh it's okay deck. I'm not busy today either."

Curious also what is the work of the mas, the feeling of always buying batik here, is he a fashion model? Roving tailor? Or ... The weddingorganizer? Pliss body semacho it does not fit at all.

"Mas, if you may know the work in the field of sewing sewing well?" Anyway, all I know is that.

Juan has changed immediately. His lips lifted up in a straight line while scratching his itchy temple. I'm afraid the pimple is even scratched and there is an infection.

"No. Mas ... A barista."

Huh huh? A barista? What does coffee have to do with batik? That sane mas? Or am I not updating the same times?

"Continue ... Meanin?"

"Oh you think you work in that field because you often buy cloth here well? Haha ..." The mas even chuckled amusedly.

"What's gone?"

"No. I love batik and often recommend it to friends or family. So if there will be something event and requires wearing batik, the mas directly asked for a message and look for the material. Incidentally in this store mas taste very much variety and the latest. Plus plus a new employee, so I'm happy to be here."

"Hey? Feeling that there are no new employees. Mang Teja and mang Sakti it's been a long time father cooperation."

"Well that's how the deck is."

Suddenly the revelation has just come to stop our conversation. Apparently the order of batik mas Juan has been completed in neat packing and just transport to the car that was brought.

"Why don't you ask to send it to the address? Don't bother coming here anymore."

"There's a reason." Too short, a little elongated at the cake.

"Dad asked for expensive postage?" This is running in the brain. Juan chuckled again, shook his head and remained silent mysteriously.

"Later if you want to know. Oh yeah, please give me a scan of the payment deck."

Oh my god!

Because entangled in the charm of the widower, eh mas Juan! I forgot to ask for money. Fortunately he is a good person, if the kang hypnotis, can lose money in the drawer along with the contents of the store seized.

"It's mas, sorry Mina kinda forgot."

"It's okay deck. Mas scan yah?"

My head is still. When it comes to transfers who will refuse? Moreover, the transfer of shopping money from you later mas ... Eakk!

Ahhh!

You belong to Kay Oppa Mina-ya!

Conscious dong! Don't cheat, cheating is not good and becomes satanic pleasure. What if you are a demon yourself, how dong? It's the same, right?

"Done yeah?"

"When mas?" I said, when? When what? Oh, stupid Mina! What are you thinking anyway?

"Shoulder deck. If you don't believe." Instantly his phone screen showed a successful scan of the store code. And I am the stupid one! You know what I was thinking? I said finished, right? Well my brain is traveling to a fantasy world, kirain mas Juan says finish keeping our shop streets, so I ask when??

"Haha ... Focus on the work deck."

"L-yes! Sorry yeah."

"Hm ... I'd like to say, ..."

The mat! Nah! Yoke! 1 minute passed.

Not too far off.

"Say what mas?"

"You said ... Uh! Forget about the deck. Go home first, huh? Thanks for the best service."

It's Juann!!!

Do you like hanging it, tell me?