Widow Sama The Duda

Handler

Nice and Laila spent some good times in Surabaya. Not the slightest bit of Laila let Bagus far from his sight. Including this morning, Good was forced to go to the store. Though in fact he wants to indulge with Laila at home.

"Mas, but there's business in the store. Come on, Mom!" take Laila with a whine.

Laila's so spoiled whimper made Nice couldn't resist. It's finally good to give up. After all, Good indeed had to control the state of the store.

"Mas let's go in!" bring Laila.

It was good to stop in front of the store. He saw that some things had changed. It was all done by Laila. It turned out that without his knowledge some of the decorations in the store were made according to Laila's wishes. And the result is very beautiful.

Not long after they arrived at the store, it was good to see for themselves how many consumers were visiting Laila Bakery. It is not just one or two types of cakes that they buy. Some even bought dozens of cakes at the store.

"Well, how many shops are there?" tanya Bagus bengong's.

"Loh alhamdulilah dong, Mas. Much grateful. Sally," replied Laila.

"Yes alhamdulilah. But you never told me that the store advanced as fast as this," said Good.

"Mas, this is not how much. My target is much more than this. But I'm always grateful. That's why I don't want to refuse Mas's order," said Laila.

Laila has big dreams for her store. Dreams that are not just for her. Having a big store like this is also a dream of his late mother. That is the reason Laila is always eager to live this business.

"The capital is dong?" tanya Good.

"Yes, I've twice the capital. But the finances will be good. There's a report for Mas. Don't worry" Laila replied.

"Not that problem. Where'd you get the money? You never asked for it" said Good.

Without Good knowing, Laila put all her savings for capital. Moreover, the monthly money that Good gave to Laila, was not spent all of it. Laila who used to live a simple life, could set aside the monthly money she received. Nominals that are not small can certainly be set aside easily by Laila.

"So you deliberately live ngirit only to increase capital? Why don't you ask me?" tanya Good.

"Mas, that's how irritable it can be. That can't be stingy" replied Laila.

Good indeed does not like extravagant women like Winari. In the past he had been a victim of extortion and fraud by his own wife. Winari and Laila's much different lifestyle makes Bagus even more confident to give up all of his family's finances on Laila.

From this incident, Good is sure if Laila can certainly manage money well. Laila won't fool him like Winari. But when Bagus handed over his main ATM card, Laila flatly refused.

"Mas, what you've given me is more than enough. The proof is that I can put the money aside for capital. About additional capital, no need to disturb other finances. The money I hold is enough, too" said Laila.

Good looking at Laila. The woman in front of him was different. Lucky indeed when Bagus let go of Winari and get Laila. It's like taking copper for a diamond. Much more shiny and expensive.

"Aren't you afraid that the money I'm holding is being used which isn't the same as me?" tanya Good.

"That's the money. Why should I be afraid? I'm not a kid anymore. You know what to do for the future. Minimal future Mas own," replied Laila.

"What then? Why themselves? Are you thinking about leaving me?" tanya Good.

Laila smiled. He must have shaken when he got a question like that. It's just that, for Laila, fear for the sake of fear, she disposes of it with her logic. Had Bagus really used that money with another woman or anything, it would not have hurt Laila.

First, the money is the result of good hard work itself. If the money is free, it means Good has wasted his efforts. His hard work was not appreciated at all even by himself. Second, the cake shop that Bagus had given him could be well managed by Laila.

Had Good left him, he would only be sad without having to regret. Because Good who had wasted himself who had given everything with all his heart.

"If I were to sue his cake shop?" tanya Good.

"Mas, I'm used to being independent. I have the same ability of experience," Laila replied casually.

Apparently Laila is not a woman who hangs herself on others, including her own husband. Though Nice have a lot of money that can make Laila happy life. But that's not what Laila wants from her marriage.

"La, thank you." Good suddenly hugged Laila tightly.

Laila's affection and sincerity really scared Good of losing his wife. Although he has money, but Laila actually has independence. When Good doesn't give the same affection and sincerity, Laila can just leave.

"Mom, excuse me." Chef's voice knocked on Laila's door.

"Yes" answered Laila.

After Good's hug came off, Laila immediately opened the door of her room. It turned out that the guest who met him yesterday sent people to hand over the order that had to be completed this week.

"Thank you, ma'am" said Laila.

"This much?" tanya Good.

"It's not too much. I'm the same chef can handle kok," replied Laila.

"Laila, you're pregnant. It should be prepared in a week. It means you have to have extra energy to make the order. I have to prepare the chef for this," said Good.

"Mas, we haven't counted how much it's worth. If there's no calculation, I'm afraid there's no profit." Laila tried to refuse.

Yes, there were two chefs there. It should be able to. But Good wasn't sure because Laila was pregnant. She did not want Laila to be exhausted and bad for her pregnancy.

"Darling, can I have a chat with the chef here?" tanya Good.

"By dong Mas. Just a minute!" laila.

Laila contacted both of them. Before long, a man whose stature was almost similar to Nice was entering. The three of them sat together. Discusses new consumers who have just submitted their order list.

"Are you willing?" tanya Good.

"I can overtime sir. Laila's mother can come home at any hour. I will try to give my best for this store" the Chef replied with such reassurance.

"OKAY. Let's see this week. If you feel like this first order is overwhelmed, tell Laila. We must immediately find additional energy," said Good.

"Mas" said Laila.

"We will provide service. If you put the order first and ignore the store, how will it be? Pity other consumers who buy retail. They also deserve the same service" said Bagus.

Laila admitted that what Good meant was true. Do not let because they focus on Basuki orders, they forget that the store also has to prepare enough goods for retail consumers. They will certainly be disappointed if the store is short of goods. It will also affect the store's income.

"Okay Sir. I'll call you as soon as possible" said the chef.

Moments after the chef came out, Laila went to the bathroom. Good to hear Laila vomiting. Nicely following Laila. Luckily the bathroom was not locked so Good could see Laia's state.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?" tanya Good panicked.

Laila's face was so pale. His body became limp after vomiting in the bathroom. It was good to take her to a chair and put her to bed.

"Mas, that chef's perfume stinks, huh?" laila said limply.

A smell? Even Good was not disturbed at all.

"Keep why don't you scold me if you don't like it?" tanya Good.

"Now she wears perfume. Yesterday, no" replied Laila.

Good to give Laila a drink to be calmer and stronger. After seeing Laila sleeping, Nice went out to see the chef. Ask politely to replace the perfume with a perfume that is usually used only.

"Sorry sir, but from before I still wear the same perfume. No change," replied the chef.

"But my wife usually doesn't like it?" tanya Good.

"No, Sir. Ms. Laila did not protest at all" replied Chef.

"Can't you do that?" tanya Good confused.

"Don't know sir. But if you feel disturbed, tomorrow I change sir. I hope you are not disturbed anymore, sir. Say my apologies to Mother" said Chef.

"Oh, that's okay. I have to apologize for being presumptuous to you," said Good.

"It's okay sir. Don't bother me. If there's anything, just say it, sir," said Chef.

After the affair with the chef was over, Good immediately found out what happened. He called Bi Sumi. The handler of all chariots for their households.

"Maybe it's because Ms. Laila cravings sir" Bi Sumi replied.

"Nwidam? Does anyone crave for people's perfumes?" tanya Good confused.

"The name is also the man cravings sir. Sometimes it can't be discussed using logic" Bi Sumi replied.