
The next morning still continued the work of arranging and decorating a small shop owned by Laras by a handyman. All taken care of by Vim for Baras. Lusa Laras can already run activities in the store.
The barrel puts a bag containing a notebook on the table. He alone has not been friends and will look for a friend as a shopkeeper. Issued a paper that says FIND EMPLOYEES and then stick it on the wide glass next to the door. May soon be able to pray in his heart.''
Two hours there alone then appeared Pak Uun carrying a large bag.
"Have come, sir. What about mom and dad?"
The barrel opened the large bag and took out some of its contents. Displayed on shelves and partly in cabinets.
"Everything is fine. Madam told non-baras not to be soybean."
"Uuhm.iya sir take it easy. The baby hasn't come to this yet, sir."
"Hopefully after this the baby comes non."
"Aamiinu. Thank you sir."
"Non just tell me if you want to arrange where, let me arrange."
"Alright Sir. Thank you." Thank you."
Finally the job is done. Laras prepared to do his college work. He did not hold the opening of the store. This shop is small, he thought.
Outside the shop a woman noticed Laras' shop. A moment of hesitation entering the store. In his hands flank a map and held a bag on his right shoulder. Judging from his face was still young like Laras.
"Well, what's the need? Can anyone help?" Baras greeted the woman.
But a second later, Baras shouted. He knew the woman in front of him.
"Geez Ririn! You're Ririn, right??! Ririn it's me Barrel."
"Related??! Oh God it's true you're Baras.Laras!"
They both hugged. Hysteria meetings also occur. Ask each other the news and exchange stories. Laras and Ririn used to sit at High School. This meeting was really a surprise for both of them even though they had not met for two years.
"How are you now Rin. Still in the old house?" Ask Laras to Ririn.
"Yes Ras is going where else. Moreover, Dad is no more now. Me and Rika should accompany Mom." Ririn's face turned sad. Shown in the face of his mother who is now responsible for supporting Ririn and her sister Rika.
"Where is your father Rin?"
"Dad.ayah died two months ago Ras. Heart attack."
"Oowh I'm sorry Rin. So where are you from. It's so good to see you." Barrel clasped Ririn's hand.
"I'm.I'm actually looking for work. Well, I had to take a college break to help mom make a living. Pity mom if she has to slam bones looking for money for our school both. I just give up. It's okay."
"so. Eeeh Rin happens to be here again looking for employees. Do you want to? I don't make a damn. If you want to."
"really?? Can I work here, Race? I want Race. Who owns this shop?" Reply Ririn enthusiastically. Ririn's eyes sparkled cheerfully. A good offer should not be rejected, especially if it requires a job. He had to find money to ease the burden on his mother.
"I own this shop Rin. Just calm down. Just work here. Waiting for the store and serving the buyer. You bring one key to the store and I have one more key but I came here after my husband left for work." Barrel said at length. Ririn mangosteen listening.
"This is an example of patterned fabric and its price. You see from here if any visitors ask. Okay?"
"All right, I understand madam."
"Oh Ririn is not. Call me ordinary. We've been friends for a long time. Call my name L-a-r-a-s, Laras."
"Yes to Laras. You never change. Stay as good as ever. What changed was _."
"I'm good, hahaa, what changed Rin." Laras was curious about Ririn's words.
"Listen to the madam uh miss eh Laras. You're getting better now. Who's the lucky one to have you?"
Laras opened the package of food purchased by Pak Uun. Tadi Laras who asked Pak Uun to find packaged rice.
"Eat Rin. This is for you."
They ate behind a display cabinet that had been arranged to cover a small table that was deliberately provided for lunch.
"Thank you, Baras. I'm troubling you. May God repay your kindness."
"Don't think like that Rin. It just so happens that we meet, I need employees and you need a job. Clop it up."
Laras knows Ririn's a trustworthy friend. Two years sitting with Ririn, Laras became familiar with the nature and behavior of Ririn. For that he did not hesitate to accept Ririn working with him. Counting Laras wants to help his friend who is in trouble.
"You start work tomorrow Rin. If you want to go home first, it's okay."
"Laras I still want to be here. At home, I'd love to hear the story that I got a job."
"It's great to be able to help you Rin and I don't have any trouble finding a coworker. God sent you to me."
Happiness was on the faces of both. Laras felt comfortable chatting with Ririn. They began to reminisce about anything in the school days.
A guest stopped their conversation. Entering the store and saying hello. The barrel immediately stood welcomingly. Ririn also stood up to greet the guest.
"How about the items I offer?" Ask the woman. He had long waited for a response Baras to want to accept home made sandal products made. Some pictures have been sent to Laras as a reference and Laras is interested in selling the slippers in his shop. Women's sandals are not like most sandals on the market. Therefore Laras wants to market it.
"By note there are no models of sandals or shoes that are the same as each other."
"of course. Our products have their own uniqueness and the store miss very representative of our product image."
"May deign. Tomorrow can be sent here according to the picture I choose. Oya, this is my assistant. If I'm not in place, Ririn will handle everything."
Ririn stretched out her hand as well as the woman. Ririn did not expect to gain such trust from Laras.
"Alright lady. A fun partnership. Hope it's a good start. See you around. Excuse me." The woman was pampered.
"Why rush sis. Let's celebrate this deal even if it's simple." Baras tried to hold back. Actually, he wanted to know his acquaintance more deeply.
"I'm sorry I didn't want to but I had to visit a sick relative. I'm late to see him." Sis Laria explained.
"Oh then fine. Nice to meet you sis Laria."
"It's nice to meet you too. Bye."
Laras and Ririn waved their hands to escort Laria away. The two of them cast a glance and smiled at each other.
"Don't bother with me, Ririn. Think of this store like your home."
"of course. I'm so grateful to you, Laras."
"Don't think. I'm glad you helped me here. Today we arrive at this hour. Tomorrow we'll be five."
"All right, madam."
"Mrs again!" The barrel holds the tip of the index finger. Wiggling left and right.
"Hahahaha well Laras is my kind friend."
"Let's go home."
They closed the shop door and gave a padlock and then parted ways. The barrel uses a motor that was taken by Mr. Uun last afternoon while Ririn has ordered an ojek online.
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