My One Billion Girl
Chapter 3 Wet cake

One afternoon. Rasya delivers the cake to the shop. He walked with a gontai, from the car someone called.

"Hi ... What kind of sales?" ask a man sitting in front of you probably while driving a fancy car.

"Sa-my? You called me, didn't you?" pointed at his nose.

"Yes, you. Sell me hungry anyway," continued the man.

"Oh this, wet cake. If you want to buy it in the store in front. I'm taking you there, ma'am." Rasya pointed towards the front.

"Ow ... Maud. I want it now what's the difference? there on sale here also on sale." The man came down and approached Rasya. Look at the food he brought.

Rasya scratched his nape while grinning. "Yes too."

"Well. I want a layer cake and an omelet roll, all 50k." The man gave me the money.

Rasya wrapped up what the young man was pinta for. "It's Mas. Thanks?"

The man entered his car and drove back from the place.

Rasya rushed to continue his steps with a face that was still not even up to the store already got money. "Alhamdulillah O Allah."

Arriving at the store. "Mom, here's the cake." Rasya kept it in its place. All in a neat arrangement.

"Lho How about a little? where are some of them? I asked for 300 seeds, this is less you eat huh?" said the mother while glaring and high tone.

Rasya's face was terrified. "N-no, Mom. I didn't eat, I'm sorry, ma'am, there's someone on the street who bought it and here's the money." The girl took out a piece of money from her pocket.

"What, you sell? who told you to sell a stupid child ha .." the mother fussed over Rasya's ears. Makes him squeal in pain.

"sickness, Mom. I'm sorry Mom." Rasya crying.

Pure and Vera emerged from the clothing store. "What's wrong, ma'am? it's stormy!"

"This is Rasya's order people sell on the street. Who isn't upset trying?" sahut.

"Hem, you crazy kid." Pure muttered to Rasya who was resting on the floor his face was wet.

"Excuse me!" a mother came to Rasya's mother.

"Oh, mom. Want to take the order, right? I cantongi first." With friendly.

"Sorry Mom, I'm so sorry. The message is not so, because the show is not so this afternoon. I'm so sorry, ma'am." The mother felt bad.

"Not so?" Ms. Karsih is lethargic. Replied with a nod by his guest.

His mother Rasya was stunned, annoyed and angry mixed into one. But he tries to stay friendly. "Oh yo wes. No pa-pa."

"I apologize again, excuse me?" then left after being nodding back by the store owner.

Brak!

Hitting table. "It's all because you're a son of a pesky carrier. Crazy boy! because you sell on the street so that the message cancels the order.

Fearfulness. "But it has nothing to do with that on the street Ma'am. They don't know anything!"

"Shut up! I'm not asking you to give me an opinion" his mother snapped.

Rasya. Looking at his two older brothers who even joined in sneering and sounding clear from his lips.

"Mampus you know." They look furious. Making Rasya stress his head shook.

Then Rasya left the store to go home. The weather was getting dark and it seemed like it was going to rain, Rasya ran through the streets. So that soon arrive and many clothesline at home afraid of rain.

Justright. Arriving at the house the rain fell so heavily on the earth that has not had a few days of water. Rasya's breath was boring, tired from the store running not to mention at home taking a mountain clothesline waiting for the heat of ironing.

His chest rose and fell so tired. Take a glass of water and gulp it down the toilet.

"Come, what's the meal? for dong." Pinta is a man whose face is no less handsome than Lee Min-ho.

"Oh, sir wants to. I can, but this is just a young master's market snack." Ubai offered the food he had bought from Rasya.

"Enak. Overseas this kind of food doesn't exist." Murmured the man, he lives in Indonesia to continue his business. All this time he's been living abroad with his grandfather and it's time he came back and took over the responsibilities of the parents.

The tall and handsome man had the full name Samudra Wijaya. Indo and Korean blaster reasonable if the face was similar to Lee Min-ho.

Ubai looked at the bag that had contained food on the table. But only the pockets remain. He smiled and turned to his master who was so greedy to eat while struggling with his laptop.

Without looking at the hands of the Ocean want to take more food that is already exhausted. "Why is it over?"

Ubai grinned and took the bag he threw it into the trash. "Once Sir. Y'all good?"

"Lumayan." Briefest.

"Buy again dong and make a meal later in the afternoon meeting." Looking towards Ubai who was busy with said in his hand.

"Okay, young master. I'll buy again" he replied

Ubaidilah, that's Ubai's full name. Samudra's personal assistant, appointed by his father to accompany Samudra, son of one of the oil and gas entrepreneurs, Sunyoto Wijaya. Ubai is a 28-year-old man who is younger than Samudra who has turned 29 years old. He was no less handsome than his Boss Samudra.

Ubai returned to the branch office with a bag containing market snacks like the one they had eaten.

"Young master, I've bought a lot of cakes for meeting dishes, right?" Ubai looked at his Boss.

The ocean looked and nodded. Then did the vc with her lover who is of Indo German descent named Karen.

"Have you eaten yet, dear?" ask Samudra to the lover.

"Don't you care, when are you going back to Jakarta again?" reply Karen.

"Em ... when is Bai?" turning his gaze at Ubai who was sitting in the corner.

"Huh? turn ... about two - three more days."

"Oh, if not two days means three more days. I went back to Jakarta. It was a while ago, huh? get ready for the meeting, dear muach." The ocean gave a kiss away.

Tut Tut ....

"Prepare everything?" Ocean threw a gaze at his personal assistant.

"Ready, young master." The two walked so gallantly and spread their charm, making the ladies clamps and admire the two men.

"Wah .. The more days I see our two bosses the more handsome Akh .. I can go crazy thinking about him."

"Yes, I really admire our boss. I'm crazy about it." Whisper some of the female employees there.

The two men smiled in response. The two of them entered the new meeting room with several people present.

Samudra and Ubai sat not far away, gradually the people gathered together at the beginning of the meeting.

Start with a discussion of the problems that often exist and views and suggestions for the progress of the company. Samudra as a young CEO begged for help and support so that he could bring the company, especially the branch in this city, forward.

After the closure of Samudra tasted the cake at the table but not until he swallowed it, he purportedly went to the toilet to throw away what was already in his mouth.

"O." Oo." Throw away what was in his mouth. "It's not good."

What he ate this time was very different from what he had for lunch was very different ....

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