AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 171. MRS PORCELAIN

When the door handle opened, Joanna was amazed. The sheets, the curtains, everything in this room is toska-colored.

Toska. Mother's favorite color, mother who he never met again since he opened his eyes present to the world.

Her father entrusts young Joanna to her uncle and aunt until they leave, young Joanna then pits fate in the streets to meet Ulfa and they both pursue the same world.

Ulfa studied in Omah Exona's shelter while he entered the school under the bridge owned by Mami Twins. After the teenagers both pitted their fate following the series of Education after the package for academy entrance selection related to security because they both felt knowing the ins and outs and familiar with the world of the streets.

Toska, she likes that color to remind her of the Mother. Only a handful of people knew about this, for Joanna it was a wonderful surprise when her master knew her favorite color.

"Den Mas, Miss, I'll show you both my blessings until I can no longer exist in this world. .. You both pulled me into such a beautiful house," Joanna cried, crying, he was determined in return for the overflow of attention as well as the affection that Aiswa often gave him.

Next Morning.

At dawn, Amir opened his cell phone. Call notifications and some incoming messages.

"A lot of calls from Doctor Rayyan, what's up?" Amir then opened the message there and read it slowly.

"Honey, Rohi, Dwiana entered IGD last night ... Aiswa?"

"Sleep again? muroja'ah used to yuk accompany me for a while, then if you want to sleep again you can...."

Aiswa fluttered, appearing to have fallen asleep when she had just climbed up to pull the blanket back on the bed.

"Rohi?" He came closer, it was unbearable to wake up the closed Aiswa. His breath was very subtle a sign he was slumbering in an instant.

"Yes, he continued, I called Doctor Rayyan first."

Amir called Rayyan and spoke at length with her for a few minutes. Then he continued to contact Naya to immediately raise the latest series after the achievement of the deal last night.

"Qiyyam re-launching or re-name to Qiswa Nduk, prepare everything first, goodie bag also the banner .. this afternoon I send the logo and design Aish yaa revision results to you, Aish yaa, please check in your opinion, it is ok or not .. use your logic it is Nduk, where are your skills? child visual ko loyo, the current trend setter adjusts to the two designs earlier yes...."

"Sister, one-on-one .. I note everything, some are ok to stay up, ribbon label, also ready to stay logo for his shirt only also logo the front of the boutique kak, kak, stamp and so on. .. already, do not mikiri printilan, let me .. focus on design only, ask for two more for Qiswa, I want a list of kaftan events in Brunei, Brunei, let's take another walk...."

"Terms anything, send it to me .. and try launching this month yes Nduk."

"Why?"

"Let me take care of Aish if he's done .. I don't want him to go far...."

"Bapak Ciye, diligent very keen deposit no holiday nih?'

"Where glass ...he sleeps only, so inget Qiyya during that early trimester," she whispered softly.

"Not yet, sister, eh? more than two weeks, right? try to test the cespleng times," Naya chuckled at the end of there followed by Maira's voice.

"Later, let me wait for sure aja .. remember my message, immediately taken care of launching Qiswa this month ... whatever you want to open in which outlet?"

"Ready handsome," continued Naya again.

"But you realize that I'm cute, Nduk."

"Yes, just realized when Brother is far from here .. do not forget Kak awaited immediately design Qiswa two more .. I want to bribe Maira first." Naya closed the call still with the rest of her laughter.

"Have a girl adek gini very yes, no kalem-kalemnya ... Mas, Mas, love dies just as Naya was seen from where?" Amir raised his shoulders feeling ill-suited to his logic.

"Bii, rame very.." murmured Aiswa.

"It's normal that the call with Naya is so, her own scene ... woke up huh? where was the dream?"

Silent.

"Geez, get some more sleep."

"Den Mas, every time you go out of the old city, bring a new wife home, but it looks like this time it will be guarded like antique china porcelain...." Alex sipped on coffee. Amir just laughed in response to the morning chatter.

"Ga knows Bang, I used to go to Semarang his intention to lupain Aiswa right .. then to Solo pas uyut sick meet Qiyya there and then marry .. back here and bring the wife."

"Now also the same yes, to Singapore and then Malaysia .. continued London uh back bring the wife also ... because mengurusin uyut also .. tomorrow I'm just leaving, I'm going to leave, kali can bini also fitting back .. quality kinds of expensive jars yes," Alex widened.

"He was in the sun, very white .. really, like porcelain."

"Originally don't issue a boss-like rule Den Mas, you can't see Miss Naya for more than three seconds...."

"I'll do it Bang, same rule."

"What?" Alex surprised.

"Find a soul mate don't go far ... Joanna was just as sweet as the boyfriend yesterday, right? now it's good, one profession, one city."

"Bii," Aiswa called out to her from the side door, wearing house slippers without socks so that her smooth skin was visible.

"Geez, he woke up .. don't forget breakfast and please pass the rules to the worker, Bang." The excitement is moving from the warehouse.

"Seriously Den Mas? ... Can't I, ish nosy mouth anyway," Alex never thought out.

"Rohi, her legs ... enter yuk." Amir pulls Aiswa's arm into the room.

"Don't go out my room and say, there's Bang Alex, Mang Sapri and the other workers, baby, be careful...." He opened the closet drawer, took a pair of socks and bent over putting them on his feet.

"Ih, let me .. I can Bii," Aiswa began to rattle all done by her husband even the business of changing clothes sometimes Amir served him. Back, thought Aiswa.

"Shut up...!" Rigorously.

"Qolbi's phone hasn't been taken, I'm thirsty, Joanna's still sleeping like she's tired, sorry," Aiswa's great-granddaughter was surprised her husband used a firm tone on her.

Amir sighed harshly, his fault had not prepared the water in the room.

"Listen to me Rohi .. if you want to get out of the room, make sure everything is neat yes, top to bottom, many male workers here ... I don't want them to look at you let alone watch your porcelain feet .. let alone say that you're beautiful, she's looking to die with me."

Aiswa was afraid of being scolded by her husband, but ended up laughing.

"Yes I forgot, I think it's still very early in the morning there are no workers here .. no more, promise."

"You're mine, only mine...." His gaze was sharp on Aiswa's bead of eyes.

"Dear yes, yours, belongs to Qolbi ... hungry Bii, can you eat yet?"

"Mba Sri prepared soon ... Dwiana is sick, entered the IGD last night with Rayyan, you called Dewiq after breakfast, Rohi."

"It hurts so bad, right?"

"Yes .. take care of your health, baby."

Aiswa tetiba dizziness, nausea when imagining intravenous fluids also smells of drugs. Reminds me of her long hospital bed.

He rushed to the toilet, spewing out his stomach which was still empty of food.

"Rohi, why?"

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