Marsha, Bara's

Marsha, Bara's
Approaching


That night, Marsha came home from work. With a lethargic face he entered the house. Today he had to experience something he did not want. First get a slap from a woman he doesn't know and second a cynical look from some female worker whose shop is close to where he works.


"Marsha, here!" call Papa Candra with a happy smile and Mama Mira's face.


"What's up, Pa, Ma?"


"Today 3 units of our motorcycles sold," replied Papa Candra sparkling.


"really?" Marsha is happy too.


"The buyer is one man, he's a handsome young man. He said he went to school with you" explained Mama Mira.


"What's his name, Pa?" ask Marsha curious.


"Who was his name, Ma? Papa forgot, he's the same bodyguard" asked Papa Candra.


"If not wrong last name Kartajaya," guess Mama Mira.


"There's no way that guy," inner Marsha.


"Do you know him?" ask Mira.


"No, Ma. I'm going to the room" Marsha stood up and passed.


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This morning, Marsha asked her father to accompany her to deliver the cake. For some reason, if together, he never experienced something.


With pleasure, Candra accompanied her daughter to deliver her cake order and as usual after doing the activity she rushed to work.


"Marsha, someone's looking for you!" Weni's face was so happy, approaching Marsha who had just arrived at the shop parking lot


"Who?"


"Handsome man," Weni replied smilingly.


"It's not the guy whose wife slapped me, is it?"


"No, meet him!" Weni pulled the hand of her best friend.


Marsha walked over with the hand that Weni kept holding. "Where's the guy?"


"That's it!" point Weni at the man in the dark blue shirt sitting on his phone.


Marsha approached the man and smiled. "Morning!" sapana.


"Morning too!" The man looked up and returned a smile.


"You? Uh, sorry you?" Marsha.


"Well, what need do you want to meet me for?"


"I want to buy a cell phone," he answered putting on as sweet a face as possible.


"Oh, so. But why wait for me? Kan, there are other employees," said Marsha.


"I want you to serve" he asked.


"All right, then. Let's sir, let me show you the phone you want" take Marsha to the storefront.


The man followed Marsha's steps and sat down near the storefront.


Marsha makes various types of cell phones. Almost half an hour he explained, finally the man bought 5 mobile phones making Marsha smile happily and say thank you.


"Oh, yes Sir. Was it true yesterday that you came to my house to buy a motorcycle?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Where do you know my house?" Marsha curious.


"It turns out you're not smart enough" he replied. "Of course from the ads your father put on social media" he continued.


"Oh, yes," Marsha clumsy. "Sorry, I don't know. Again, thank you!" he lowered his head.


"Yes" The man passed after a bodyguard approached him.


Weni approached her friend. "She seems to know you very well" he guessed.


"He's my upperclassman" replied Marsha.


"It's worth it" Weni said. "She seems to like you, from her staring at you talking," he continued.


"You mustn't be weird, how a rich man might like a shopkeeper girl like me."


"Yes, it could be. If love will not look at social status," said Weni.


"Don't dream too much, it's hard to wake up" Marsha smiled.


"Then buy me a meal 'yes!" Weni put on a sweet face.


"Yes, you just calm down!"


"If every day like this, we have a lot of bonuses and of course I never tired of thinking about boarding money," said Weni.


"Hopefully," hope Marsha.


"But, that man is indeed very handsome," praised Weni making Marsha shake her head.