Marsha, Bara's
Trying to Be Patient

Marsha is reunited with her two friends. He said that Rio just threatened her made himself a little scared.

"I suspect he's a strange man" Rere said.

"You need to stay alert, Sha." Reminds his best friend.

"Yes, you're right. From the beginning we were in a relationship, he was stubborn and overly curbed. I can't be friends or hang out with male friends" explained Marsha.

"If he dares to hurt you, tell your parents and us" Rere said.

"Hopefully the threat is not right" he hoped.

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Group Karta Company Building

Bara is waiting for a report from his men about Marsha. The woman who accidentally hit her body.

Two strong men entered his room. The two bowed respectfully and gave one large brown envelope.

Bara opened the envelope and smiled, he saw two photos of the investigation of his men.

"Explain!" His orders without staring.

"He doesn't live on Cempaka Street anymore, sir. But on the way of the Sun. Mr. Candra has a business that is selling used motorcycles. Madam Mira selling a traveling cake."

"Then her?"

"Miss Marsha works as a saleswoman at a mobile phone store, sir"

"You can go back to work," moved his fingers out.

"Excuse me, sir." Pamit both of his men

After his men left, Bara pulled the corner of his lips. "Now you've fallen poor," his mind pleased.

Bara stood up from his chair, tidying up his suit. "It's time to reply to everything he's done" smiled grinningly.

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Marsha uses her motorcycle, tracing the streets while carrying merchandise. Yes, the pastries made by him and his mother will be placed in several stalls.

The car that hit him, ran away. Marsha who fell helped the people stand up. He stared at the cakes that were scattered with a sad face.

"Thank you," he lowered his head and walked slowly towards his motor.

"Be careful, Miss!" The people who helped him helped him to arrange the scattered cakes.

He tied up the cookie container that had been arranged behind his motorbike. Not to forget, he also expressed his gratitude to the people.

With the mirror-eyed he returned home. Upon arriving, Mira rushed over to her daughter.

"Ma, the cake's all busted!" Marsha feels guilty.

"What's going on?"

"There was a car that nudged me" he replied.

"But you're okay, son?" Mira is more worried about her daughter than her merchandise cake.

Marsha nodded her head.

"It's bleeding, Marsha!" Holding his daughter's hand and pointing at the red elbow.

"It's okay, Ma. Today we're at a loss," Marsha tried to hold back her tears.

"It's okay, Mama there's still money for capital and eat us today. Quickly clean and treat this wound!" Tell Mira.

Marsha walks to her room, cleans the wound and then takes a shower. After that, he said goodbye to work.

He carefully walked down the street, because the events of a few hours ago still traumatized him.

Upon arrival, it serves the buyer in a friendly manner. Marsha always gets a bonus because the service she gives makes customers happy.

But today he may not be lucky. Falling off the bike and cake. Now he has to serve buyers who ask to be shown all types of phones in the storefront but none are purchased.

"It's expensive, not good stuff!" the buyer's nagging female.

Marsha can only smile, even if she is angry she will be embarrassed to see other shop visitors.

"I'll buy it at another store!" The young lady passed.