Woman
Episode 4: Life is Heavy
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It was a cold and cloudy night, but no rain fell. Perhaps there is also the absence of light things or heavy things, which can inhibit the right foot high and is trying to step out of it.
Trudgingly, a pair of heels beautifully placed on the legs of the formally dressed woman's feet, seemed to be filled with dust and the ground implied how deeply hurt she was.
Disa went somewhere, in a shopping complex she saw a restaurant that looked busy but not too crowded. Disa was waiting in front of the restaurant, waiting sweetly until one of the maids came and turned the Open into Close.
A man dressed as a waiter who saw her approached and greeted her, “Mother Is There?”
“Ya,” answers surprised from long daydreams.
“Magain stop by ya, Bu?” ask the waiter again.
“Eh, yes! Mr Reski is there?” said Disa came in and picked a table next to a small window in the right corner. “Callable no, I want to talk!” pinta Disa enters the restaurant.
“Iya!” said Disa fix and tidy the flowers on the table. Looks clumsy.
Soon a man with a mediocre look with a dark green checkered shirt came up to him. They sit and talk and spend dinner together.
“Now, this is the only place I depend on, just in case the sale value of the company's shares really falls. Because then automatically the company is not mine anymore!” he said to the restaurant manager while drinking orange juice slowly and accompanied by a slow breath.
“Of course your shares in the company really plummeted huh? No one can be saved anymore?” ask the manager.
“Iya!” brief Disa limp.
“How much?” ask the manager again.
“Maybe enough to cover my debt in the bank!” answer Disa bowed.
“Continue to your other 3 Coffee shop to be flanked?” manager's Print.
“I don't know, Res? Maybe I'll sell it, buy a new house!” the answer is less sure and seems confused.
“Everything?”
“Yes, maybe!”
“One can, right? Don't look so good,” bargain the Manager. "And, oh yes, never assume that success is something that must be owned, you must know that success is something that must be felt, because success will also not be eternal. Success is not just yours."
“He is, yes!” he continued to say that impressed lazy listening.
“Quiet yes. Although now the supply of our restaurant is no good fate, but I ask you. Don't sell this place! Okay?” the manager said while taking out an envelope. Can pat agree, “This!” he handed the envelope to Disa with a soothing face.
“Iya ...,” Reply Disa while reaching out her white hand to retrieve the envelope. “This month's earnings huh?” disa continued shortly after seeing the contents of the envelope.
“Iya ma'am, Boss!” the manager he called Reski answered.
“Still yes …. Oh yes, you paid employee wages, right?” asked Disa while counting the money contained in the envelope.
“Yes, I've done it, and I've also taken part!” answer Relax.
“Oh, thanks ya!”
“Iya. But, sorry yes! I can only give cash and can not love in the form of a check!” manager says.
“Heem, yes, it's okay, you know all my account accounts have also been confiscated by the bank on the manuhan Anwar br*the secret!”
“I was surprised by Mr Anwar, why did he want to drop you so much?”
“Entaih! Maybe he did it,” he said jokingly. “Ok, yaudah I go first yes!” disa continued standing by leaving the table.
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Seriate
Leave your tracks, don't forget
