Zahwa My wife

Chapter 147

Having finished preparing to be ready with their casual suits, Anton and Zahwa are now seen to have been in their cars.

"Are you ready?" anton asked his wife again with a sweet smile.

"Yes" Zahwa replied with a smile.

Then Anton began to set the gas on his car, and drove at a moderate speed to Zahwa's cake shop that had not been visited for a long time.

On Sundays, Zahwa's pastry shop will always remain open, as more customers will come from a typical day to buy cakes as by, by, or as a holiday.

The employees will usually take turns for a vacation, because some of them feel reluctant to go and instead want to keep working to increase income, and Zahwa will also distribute more profits to employees of his store who continue to work during holidays as an additional bonus.

Anton and Zahwa's journey to the cake shop did not take long, because the road conditions were still quite quiet until it only took twenty minutes for them to reach their destination.

After Anton parked his vehicle, Zahwa immediately got out of the car, and without waiting for Anton to get out of his car, Zahwa immediately entered and gave greetings to his shop employees.

"Assalam mualaikum" said Zahwa to give his greetings.

"Greetings" answered two employees who were seen there, they turned over, to see who had come.

When their faces looked happy when they saw Zahwa coming, a sweet smile was so wide and they immediately scrambled to get closer and greet Zahwa.

"How are you, tumben's here?" ask one of his employees.

"Why not tell us if you want to come here, we can prepare a favorite snack mba" said the other employee who knows with habits and favorite snacks Zahwa.

The look of Zahwa's happy face was even more radiated, his heart was so happy when he saw his work so happily welcoming his arrival.

"No need to bother, I just want to see for a moment, it feels like I've missed the atmosphere and aroma of cake from our store, what else with all of you" said Zahwa.

"Let's go in the mba" said one of his works to invite Zahwa to enter.

Zahwa turned his body to see Anton standing behind him.

"Will you come in too?" asked Zahwa with doubt. "But in a little hot, and scented with a cake, if you don't like it, please just sit here." said Zahwa again, allowing her husband to sit in a simple waiting chair.

"It's okay, baby, you're going inside, okay?" ask Anton again.

"Of course, let's go in." said Zahwa happily.

She thought that her husband would be reluctant to enter the place of making the cake, because all this time Anton only used to go to the office that was airy and never went to a place that was somewhat messy because of the process of making various cakes.

"Assalam mualaikum." Zahwa said to Lina and the others.

"Waalaikum greetings." replied Lina and her friend as they turned their bodies, trying to see the source of the voice.

"Mba Zahwa." they were scorching at the same time, then immediately approached the owner of the cake shop who was very friendly and kind.

"How are you doing mba?" ask Lina.

"Thank God Lin, how are you?" ask Zahwa back.

"Alhamdulillah we are good mba." they answered.

"Thank God" replied Zahwa again.

Not long ago arrived in the room Anton's face looks a little reddish, the room is indeed somewhat narrow, and also hot because of the presence of several baking ovens, cake, plus the air conditioner that only uses a fan.

Zahwa, who was busy talking to her employees, looked away from her face trying to see her husband, and when she saw the state of Anton's face, Zahwa felt sorry to see her husband, too, he immediately picked up the tissue in the room and gave it to Anton.

"Mas is sweating" said Zahwa, thrusting a sheet of tissue in front of her husband.

"I'm sorry, it's a little hot here, I just wait in the car" Zahwa said giving advice to her husband.

"It's okay, dear, I love the smell of bread and cakes in this kitchen, the kitchen also looks very clean, it's just a little narrow" Anton replied with a smile.

"Thank you, they are diligent" Zahwa said, turning his face to see Lina and her friends who had continued their work. Lina and the others smiled shyly at the praise given by Zahwa.

Anton sat in the chair in the room, and not long after Zahwa came with a fresh drink and some cakes that she prepared for her husband.

Anton drinks a drink given by his wife, then eats a cake made by Lina and her friends. Anton was amazed by the taste of the cake, because in addition to the soft taste was very good, Anton of course often eat cake from the store of a large and luxurious store in the city, and the cake from his wife's simple shop, no less delicious than other luxury cake shop stores.

"Honey." call Anton who saw Zahwa standing near his employees.

"Yes" replied Zahwa. Anton got up from his seat and approached his wife.

"It looks like this cake shop needs to be expanded" Anton said as he looked around the room.

"Hm." Zahwa also followed Anton's movement who looked at every corner of his shop room.

"How about it is made like caffe only dear, people can enjoy the cake while relaxing here" said Anton again gave the idea.

"It seems like a good idea mba, we can also make a drink as a friend, surely this store will be more crowded" continued Lina who heard the talks Anton and Zahwa.

"Well.mas agreed, people not only order and buy cakes that are available, but also can enjoy the cake while relaxing here. Your cake is very good, mas sure will be more and more visitors" explained Anton again.

Zahwa was happy with Anton's opinion, but Zahwa of course felt unable to make such a place, could open a shop alone it was a blessing and happiness for him.

Zahwa's income is fairly decent with the state of the store that is always selling well, but all this time he never thought of enlarging his store, and even profits that are sometimes more, but, he always shared with his employees as a tambaha bonus, sending his two masters, and also always giving alms.

Seeing his silent wife, Anton was able to catch what Zahwa was thinking, he knew very well how much profit his wife was making, what else Anton also knows the habits of Zahwa who likes to share with other employees.

Anton clasped his wife's fingers, and then took Zahwa to sit in the chair in the room. Seeing her husband's treatment, Zahwa complied and stepped in with Anton.

"Why do you?" ask Anton, when they've sat down.

"It's okay" replied Zahwa.

"Don't lie baby, I know you're thinking something" Anton said.

Hearing Anton's words, Zahwa realized that she must always be honest with her husband, what else with Anton's attitude that has changed to him, of course Zahwa must keep the feelings of her husband, Zahwa, by being always honest.

"Actually I strongly agree with the advice that you give, but.." said Zahwa hanging.

"But what, baby?" anton asks, he knows that his wife must have thought about the cost, but he wants to hear Zahwa speak directly to him, pretending not to understand.

"But I don't have any gold." replied Zahwa, and Anton smiled at his wife's confession. "During this store income is quite expensive, but I always share it with others" explained Zahwa again.

"Darling, why do you have to think about it, let everything take care of, you don't worry about it." replied Anton while rubbing gently next to his wife's face.

"But I.." Zahwa felt bad, he knew that his sum was rich, but Zahwa certainly did not want to repost her husband, what else if dealing with money.

"But why? Look baby, I'm your husband, so my money is yours too, I'll be mad if you turn it down." Anton replied slightly threatening Zahwa.

"Mas don't mind?" zahwa asked again trying to convince herself.

"Of course not dear." Anton replied with a big smile.

"Thank you, then I agree." replied Zahwa with a smile as well.