Mas Harsa's
Their business

So that's the reason.. Pantesan was fitting Seolla see the Camelia again a really jubilant smile.

"Gue yesterday I told you that we no longer need a model because there is already Hani. Yes it's up to you anyway.. You need a job, if you don't want it, there's no harm to me either." bales Seolla doesn't want a stale base.

Because from yesterday this Camelia ngeyel mulu wants to be a doang model.

"okay! I'll take this job!" camelia said she felt a little bit like Seolla's attitude which she considered pretentious. "It's up to you to make me what is important I work than at home mulu keep the Ela who nagging hobby! Can't stand me!"

"Yes already.. Yuk, get into my room. I give you a briefing as well as a special dressing of H'S Shoes employees." Seolla invited.

Camelia followed Seolla's steps to get into her room.

Monday even though it feels heavy but like time is running cepet only. Not because the day has changed and H'S Shoes is time to close.

🕰️ 22:07

Seolla pity to see Camelia. He who usually works well, holds a lot of money and whatever is needed is always obedient.

Now I'm willing to bone up. He works at H'S Shoes, his salary is good, but that's it, the hours are long. H'S Shoes open at ten in the morning and close at ten in the evening, working for ten hours with three breaks.

Usually Seolla is still late afternoon and has gone home, the rest of the hours before the store closes are entrusted with the responsibility of the store. But this time Seolla waited until H'S Shoes actually closed, she wanted to see how Camelia worked.

"Yep, come back to me." Seolla hitch a ride because their house is deketan.

Camelia did not answer immediately she seemed hesitant to accept Seolla's offer.

"You want to?" ask Seolla.

"Yes already.. But I had to stop by for food first." replied Camelia.

"Yes, gapapa.. I'm anterin all of you." bales Seolla.

"Nerepotin anyways?" ask Camelia.

Seolla was breathing there, her expression looked astonished. "Since when do you feel like I don't enjoy the same gini?"

The feeling yesterday just as Camelia snatched Alvaro from Seolla her usual attitude. This is even just a matter of a ride in Camelia did not feel good. Not wrong if Seolla feels astonished!

Like a complete difference!

"It's a shame, I don't feel bad the same lo but the same husband lo, he's very kind Alvaro work, love Alvaro, not good if you go home kemaleman only because of the anterin I find food, kasian luh husband lo waitin at home alone." bales Camelia who originally talked doang.

Don't know if he Harsa came home even more malemic than Seolla.

Though Camelia was actually embarrassed by Seolla who still wanted to be kind to her even though she had often hurt Seolla's heart.

"Eh, I'm good too! Want to thank you for the job." said Seolla did not accept.

"Yes you know!" this is Camelia replied.

Seolla can only put a flat face doang.

📍 In car..

"Close to the porridge first, this is the Ela from earlier chat mulu said stomach pain because he had not eaten since last afternoon" said Camelia.

Seolla who was focused on driving was immediately shocked by the words of Camelia. "Emang before leaving you did not cook first for aunt Ela's lunch?"

"Lo don't be the same in-laws themselves. Maklumin just his name is also a person who has aged nature is also behind like a boy again." said Seolla.

"But Ela's too chatty!"

"Lo is patient! Remember, how unfortunately you to aunt Ela used to be in the days you are still struggling to be her daughter-in-law." said Seolla.

Camelia can't say anything.

There is not a five-minute walk, Seolla see there is a porridge sales not far there. He found a place to park and got out of the car.

Camelia apparently received another phone call from Ela.

"Yes! It still wants to be bought! Very chatty, can't wait a little what?!" snapped Camelia who then hung up the phone unilaterally.

"From aunt Ela?" ask Seolla.

"Yes." replied Camelia still looks sprained.

"I should have pesenin porridge. Two doang right?" ask Seolla again.

"Yes." again Camelia only answered briefly doang.

"Can you really not want to eat until the day is almost late at night gini?" seolla muttered somewhat worriedly.

Anyhow Seolla also used to be close to Ela so she knew that Ela had a problem with her stomach and it would be quite severe if only dico dicuekin that way.

"Don't know! Nyusahin. In the past, fitting me again a lot of money does not use a lot of nonsense I will immediately buy the food he wants, but now the situation will have changed. How can I buy him food outside? I'm sure Ela is still not self-conscious too, bothering her son to start his job!"

"That's.. Alvaro is working hours malem, as if to pay attention to his mother during the day. Persuading to eat or masakin something, as soon as I Alvaro will be quite able to cook." said Seolla.

"Nobody, Olla." Camelia bales.

"What do you mean?" ask Seolla not to understand.

"Yes Alvaro is not home. He went to work early in the morning." replied Camelia.

"Didn't he work in a bar owned by his friend Mas Harsa huh? That's a malem's work hour."

"Emang, but yesterday Alvaro got a call at one of the minimarkets and he broke up to take the job as well. He left for work at nine o'clock in the morning at six o'clock. After ten o'clock the night went to work at the bar." explained Camelia.

So Seolla was horrified..

"Don't be too in the forsir.. I was the one who was horrified was tired especially the one who underwent" said Seolla.

"His name is also fighting. This is also not a compulsion from me, Alvaro himself who wants to! I know that Alvaro will not have much time at home so I break up for work as well. Free at home doang dengerin babbling the Ela who makes my ears hot!"

Seolla couldn't say anything more.

Yes 'tilah..

Their families, their homes and their affairs.

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