Wife Trash Is Now Diamond

Efforts Not to Betray Results

"Games!" said it. He knows the man in front of him. They were friends when they were badung. During High School, Agam was the head of the gang when they were together.

"Harry!" sahut Agam's. She did not expect the man in front of her to be her old best friend. Although his face had slightly turned mature but there was still a resemblance to the past. Because Harry is still like he used to be. Tall and stocky.

They are instantly familiar and blend in. Shake hands using special greetings friendship that used to be often done. Greetings to jotos.

"Have not seen you in a long time. I saw your face in various business magazines" Harry said.

"Yes Harry, I'm busy. Until you don't have time to hang out or meet you" replied Agam.

Harry noticed Agam's changed appearance. It used to be cool, classy and all the items he wore were branded. But Agam who was in front of him looked simple. Like a class of social strata with him.

"Girl, how you looking?" said Harry.

Gorgeous looking down. Look at his current appearance.

"I know for a fact you're surprised to see me wearing this shirt?" ask Agam.

"Yes, I know what your family is like. You come from a distinguished family. It might look like that. Are you doing a social experiment?" answer Harry.

Sitting next to Harry. He was throwing his foul breath.

"This is my life now Harry" replied Agam.

"Can't be! Your family company is growing rapidly. No word of bankruptcy. How could you be poor" said Harry. He did not believe that Agam was poor. Agam led company is very fast growing and very advanced. It is impossible to go bankrupt in a matter of days. After all, not a single mass media gave the company bankrupt or in debt.

"I'm serious" replied Agam.

"What?" Harry surprised. How could Agam be poor? Harry's confused.

"I married a poor woman. That's why I'm crossed off the family heirs list. And driven out of the house" answered Agam.

"Geez, it's your fate, Gam" said Harry. He used to live a hard life because he came from a simple family. While Agam comes from a conglomerate family, a prominent family in Jakarta.

"That's how it is, but I found my true love. A good woman and a sholeha" said Agam.

"Alhamdulillah, means he's your match Gam. You have to fight it! Don't give up because you're poor now! I'm sure you'll be a successful person in the future" Harry said.

"Amin" replied Agam. She smiles. The burden is starting to decrease. He feels his life is better now.

"Why did you visit my hut?" ask Harry.

"I want to work here. Would you like to open a job for me?" ask Agam.

"You're not wrong Gam? I know you're the CEO of a big company. What does this place mean to you?" answer Harry.

"No, I really want to work here. And now I'm not the CEO. I'm just a man looking for a job to support my little family" Agam said. It does not matter where the work is provided that he can work well and the results are halal.

"But the wages here are small. Even I can't afford to pay you properly" Harry said.

"To eat me every day income here can not meet my needs. Moreover, you want to hang your family's life here. You better find somewhere else" Harry added. He didn't want to be sorry.

"Harry, I'll try here. Give me a chance!" pinta Agam's.

Harry remained silent. Not that he didn't want to but he pity seeing his best friend have to work in that place.

"All right, but you try a few days. If it's not good for you, you can go and find a better job" replied Harry. There is no harm in giving Agam a chance. Harry also could not run his father's workshop well. He doesn't know much. Maybe with Agam can advance the place.

"Yes, thank you Harry" said Agam.

Harry nodded.

Agam also began to clean the place and tidy up the existing items.

"Gam, don't be tired! That's not your job!" exclaiming Harry. He just sits back and relaxes. Lazy to do anything. Waiting for visitors to come. Usually just sleep, play mobile phone or eat snacks. Sometimes just dumb.

"If the place is messy and dirty, others will be lazy to visit. The first thing that matters in business is comfort. It is service" answered Agam. He's used to doing business so he knows what to do.

"Well, you know better than me" said Harry.

Agam smile. He went back to cleaning and doing all the things well. Even create an arrangement that makes it easier to find the items needed.

"Gam, you're making me feel bad. You were my boss at school" said Harry. Inevitably he woke up and helped Agam. He knows what Agam used to be. Where ever wanted a picket. Touching with a broom almost never. Now he had to dabble with all the stuff he hated. He's not even complaining.

"Surely that woman is so special that you're like this to fight for her" Harry said. He moved the goods to a place that Agam had tidied up.

"Sure, she's like an angel who touches your hard, cold heart. Telling me warmth and love" replied Agam. He was silent thinking about last night's beautiful night. Glamorous smile.

"Don't think slovenly alone! Transfer to me too!" pinta Harry's.

"You haven't married yet?" ask Agam.

"Don't have the funds to finance it. You know women now matre," replied Harry.

"But that doesn't apply to my wife Cassandra. He took my empty wallet. Even want to live with me unconditionally," said Agam. He was lucky to meet such a rare woman as Cassandra. Been beautiful, sholeha, kind and accept Agam as it is.

"Thank God if you meet such a woman. May nular Gam. Let my empty wallet not hang every time I meet a beautiful girl" said Harry.

He patted Harry on the shoulder and smiled.

"Then we have to work hard. Maybe tomorrow or the day after this place will be crowded and advanced" said Agam.

Harry nodded.

The two of them continued to tidy up all the items and clean each piece until it was completely clean, neat and pleasing to the eye.

"Alhamdulillah, this is why we scavenge Har's fortune" said Agam. He stood staring at the workshop in front of him.

Harry remained silent. He did not comment on what Agam said.

"You why?" ask Agam.

"I feel like I'm somewhere else. Not in my workshop Gam," replied Harry.

Agam looked back in front of him.

"Truely too, this place was like a new place that was more worthy of being called a workshop. Not a junkyard shelter like that," said Agam.

They both laughed happily. The place is ready to operate properly.

Moments later there was one person whose car broke down not far from the workshop where Agam and Harry worked. That guy came to the workshop. Approaching Agam and Harry.

"Excuse me!"

"Yes sir" said Agam.

"Is this a car repair shop?"

"Motor workshop, but the car can also be just spare parts incomplete. It's just that we can prepare the spare parts needed from the car spare parts store" replied Harry.

"Yes, then you ask for help. Dad's car broke down, can the young man fix it?" tanyakanya.

"God willing, sir" replied Agam. He's a car designer. Of course know the car parts. And how to fix it.

The middle-aged man handed his car to the two young men. Agam and Harry rush to check the condition of the car. Then start fixing it. Harry watched Agam who was so meticulous and knew one part after another of the car engine. He was also quick to know where the damage was.

"Harry change the battery!" order Agam.

Harry nodded. Soon he took the battery in his workshop and gave it to Agam. The handsome man immediately replaced the old battery with a stone battery. He also fixed the others and replaced the spare parts after consulting with the car owner.

After that Harry did a test drive around the place. It feels okay to be given to the owner.

"Thank you young man" he said.

"Yes sir" replied Agam and Harry.

The father paid a sum of money for the repair costs and spare parts used. Then leave that place.

"Alhamdulillah, Penglaris Gam. You are indeed the bearer of fortune for this place" said Harry.

"Thank God, the fortune comes from Allah, I am only an intermediary" said Agam.

Harry nodded.

There was a motor shortly to come. Harry and Agam are back at work. Until it's all over.

At 5pm

Workshop closed. I grumbled and left that place. He is happy today to get money even though it is not as much money as it used to be. Enough to eat with his wife. Agam walked while smiling satisfied. The money in his hands was really his hard work.

"Darling!" call someone in a soft, soothing voice.

Agam immediately looked. Cassandra was seen at the end of the road approaching her. The woman looks beautiful and graceful.

Agam walked quickly towards Cassandra.

"Darling!" sahut Agam's.

They met at one point. The second exudes a burning love.

Agam went forward and lifted Cassandra's body to her chest.

"Games" said Cassandra. She looked at her husband's face.