
This afternoon, Ar and his wife went to the greenhouse, he will see a trial of a product that has been canceled unilaterally by his client.
Sitting problems involving the two companies was started from the client as the marketer canceled for cooperation making the company Dad as a producer had to suffer a big loss.
The products issued by the company Dad, did not meet the quality standards that have both agreed. But before the product is produced, it is certain that all products have been tested first.
Even before the Ar bang had received reports from the laboratory and the factory, if their products were not wrong. And now, he has to make sure in the Greenhouse room to do a trial of planting.
"What is this planted?" Ask Ayra to the husband who is looking at the first product newly planted.
"It's tomato seedlings. We'll see, isn't this really going to develop? Or vice versa." The timpal bang Ar.
"A tomato or something else?" Ask.
"Many, that one is chili, that one is mustard. And look at each one's name!" Bang Ar pointed to several rows of seed names in each column.
Ayra nodded in understanding, He walked to see every column listed by the name of the seedlings there.
"This isn't all so? Did it really fail?" Ask again.
"We belom tau, this just planted." The timpal bang Ar.
"How many days did it grow?" Ask again.
"Emm.varies anyway. These tomatoes will grow like sprouts in about four days. If the chili can be seven to ten days." His ideal.
"Old dong huh? Means we've been here a long time too bang?" Tanya Ayra was curious.
"Yes. Gakpapa, right?" Ask bang Ar.
"No papa. Same old brother!" His ideal smiled, and answered a swipe in his head from the husband.
"But why is it growing so long?" Ask Ayra again.
"It needs a process. We just make a part every time not so." Timpal bang Ar made both of them laugh.
"Where to be, only a few days." Ayra kept laughing.
"Yes, plants are the same. Can't be instant." The timpal bang Ar.
"Indimie times ah instant. How to be a Laper!" Ayra until stroking her stomach that sounds.
So excited to see the poses nanam planting, both to forget time.
"Den Ardi what do you want to eat? Let me buy it!" A worker asked both.
"Emmm.. What are you eating here? Same with!" The timpal bang Ar.
"That's den, don't be equated! We're just shredding instant noodles." Timpal the worker, mang Udin his name.
"Papa Mang, I want to!" Typhoon Ayra.
"Yes mang. All of you!" The timpal bang Ar.
"Yes have been aden the same neng wait for a moment huh. Mama make it first!" Mang Udin passed away leaving the two after getting a thank you from them.
Now the two are sitting on the bench with a table in front of them waiting for their food to arrive.
"When for example the product is good, is it okay, do they still cancel the cooperation?" Ask Ayra.
"Emm.the cake is still off. They don't want to wait for us to retest." His ideal.
"Now that's bang. The cake is the reason they want to drop us." Typal Ayra was upset.
"Do not know also. But we don't have a bad feeling just yet. Belom proved to be the result too." Bang Ar tried to mediate.
"Keep if they cancel it, what about all the products that are ready to be issued? That's gonna cost you no kidding?" Tanya Ayra was worried.
"Why don't we try to make the product masarin aja bang?" Ayra's Advice.
"It could be. But it must have taken longer. To enter marketing, we must have a consumer agent first. We also have to take it out immediately before we hit the expiration date." Bang Ar.
Ayra and her husband seemed to be thinking hard, so that the Udin man came carrying a tray of two bowls of noodles along with two glasses of sweet tea for both and spread their daydreams.
"Please den the noodles are done!" mang Udin kept his trays on the table.
"Yes mang. Thanksmeme it! You eat too!" The bang Ar.
"Yes, it's the same." Mang Udin replied and passed away leaving the two.
"Oh yes bang-" Not yet Ayra continued her words her husband had interrupted her.
"Udah eat first. Tar we'll talk about it again!" Declared
"Ihh not that. Where do I want the chillies?" Ask Ayra.
"Newly planted!" Timpal bang Ar chuckled and successfully got a tampolan in his arms.
"Ihh brother! Not chili seeds. The red pepper. Let the spasm go."
"Any panties, like stomach pain? Mostly eat chili, right?" Bang Ar protest.
"No big bang!" Ideally giggling.
"You are yes!" Bang Ar ruffled his wife's hair. "There are only anget but make endol."
"What?"
"Bikin part ngamer!"
Both chuckle. The more days the two have increasingly shown the side of his personality. The absurd side of the two can no longer be hidden turns out to be the viewers. When both of them like this make the brains of both are sharp.
"His laugh, it ate his noodles first pity!" The bang Ar.
"Yes, yeah bang! Waving to ask for food." Typhoon Ayra.
"The banana's grandfather? Waving around asking for the miss." Bang Ar made the two of them laugh again.
"Udah bang already! My stomach's been full for a long time as laughing isn't like noodles." Typhoon Ayra was already holding his stomach, even until water came out from the corner of his eyes.
"Yes it is. Let's eat!" Bang Ar stopped his laughter and started scooping his noodles.
Both of them ate with great service. No one dared to speak. Because it is certain that they will be back. Noodles that they eat auto enter the respiratory tract instead of the digestive tract.
"Alhamdulillah!" Bang Ar first finished his meal.
"Udah abis? Help dong bang!" Pinta Ayra to her husband.
"Your father abisin. Not full of stuff!" Reject bang Ar.
"I am full of bang. Abang yah.yah abisin!" Her trickle.
"Bagging full too." Rejecting it again made Ayra pursed her lips, making bang Ar smile. "We are both abisin!"
Finally Bang Ar relented to eat both noodles. Ayra happily shifts her bowl in the middle of herself and her husband.
Bang Ar took the old spoon he used earlier, scooped it up and sipped it, until the noodles sucked long and stopped near the lips of the wife. Without remembering the icon and place, bang Ar grabbed the lips that had been flushed due to the chilli. Ayra was shocked but could not help enjoying it.
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