Other Dream Women
Chapter 85. New Sheets

Borneo...

"Good Sir ... Just make sure he can't pay his loan. After that we take over the company and the remaining assets that are still owned."

"Yes ma'am, there are still two units of box cars. I'm sure everyone can turn to Cahya's hands. Because Mr. Awan no longer has a reserve fund."

"Okay sir, thank you very much, I'm looking forward to the next follow up. Do not forget to always go hand in hand with Dina, because later Mr and Dina will be the ones I give confidence to continue the expedition."

"Sama-sama Ma'am, thank you again for Cahya's trust in me. That's for sure Mom, I've always worked with Dina."

Cahya closed her chat by phone with a man she had given her special assignment to. The woman smiled with satisfaction at the news that was truly in line with her expectations.

"Rightly I guessed, everything you held in the end came apart one by one. After this, the company that you have worked so hard to build in which there is a sincere prayer that I offer day and night will eventually be mine."

Cahya put her phone on her desk. He swings his legs to get out of the room. The woman headed to the production room where many workers were busy with their respective jobs.

A sweet smile rose on Cahya's lips. In the end, he could open a convection business that could absorb some of the labor around him. Starting he opened a small sewing business and introduced the products he made, unexpectedly many people who liked the results of his work. Until he finally got to this point. A point where he can realize the dreams that he has long since woken up.

"Mrs Cahya .... Can I talk to you for a second?"

The soft voice of a woman coming from behind Cahya's back made the woman a little surprised. He turned towards the source of the voice and saw Rina, the personal assistant approaching towards him.

"Yes Rin, what's wrong?"

"After lunchtime there will be someone coming to see Ms. Cahya. He said he wanted to order a uniform for his son's wedding."

"When is Rin? And how many?"

"Well for that, he will explain himself to Cahya ma'am directly."

"Well, let me talk to him. Thanks for the information, Rin."

"Sama-sama Ma'am. Then excuse me first. I want to help the packing part for the order we will send to Surabaya."

"Please Rin."

Lina walked away from Cahya. While on the lips Cahya again painted a sweet smile. The woman sighed and she exhaled slowly.

"Alhamdulilah... Thank you very much for all the blessings and blessings that You have brought in this new chapter of my life, Rabbi. I believe that after the storm there will definitely be a rainbow accompanying."

Those days of bitterness have passed. No matter how great the storm that yesterday hit the ark of the household Cahya and managed to destroy his life, in fact the sun still faithfully radiates the shine of light. And in between its rays must be stored the breaths of new life for broken souls.

This is one of the justice of the owner of life. He let down the cold rain water accompanied by the warmth stored behind it. He created a storm with a rainbow that would come after him. He made a cry accompanied by a smile afterwards. And he creates wounds accompanied by happy bidders who can bandage them. Everything that happens is in accordance with each portion. We as weak beings can only try to always ask for strength to the Master of life.

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"Let's sit down, Mom!"

Cahya invited her guests to sit on a sofa in her workspace. A woman who still looks beautiful at an age that may have been half a century and another woman who is about twenty-six years old.

"Thank you Mother." The woman lands her butt on the available sofa and comes face to face with Cahya. "Previously, my name is Wulan and this is my son, Nawang."

"So, Ma'am, my daughter's plan is to get married in one month. Therefore, I intend to make a uniform for the family. About how? Can Cahya make it?"

"For how many people are you?"

"About thirty, Ma'am. To my family and also the family of the prospective besan."

For a moment, Cahya pondered what Wulan was asking for and she nodded her head.

"InshaAllah me and the team are ready to work on it, ma'am. For each size, later can gather at the house of Wulan and later there will be three people from me who come to measure one by one. How's it?"

"Can Ma'am, can. Then, when is it slowest?"

"Maximum the day after tomorrow, all have to measure Mom. The next day we could do it. How's it?"

"Good Ma'am, deal!"

"Alhamdulillah..."

"There is one more, Ma'am," said Wulan who made Cahya frown.

"What is Mom. Try it, maybe I can help."

"If for example for the wedding dress is also done by mbak Cahya how? Can it? He said, yesterday Nawang had seen the wedding dress designed by Mbak Cahya worn by the Catty Maroon model and my daughter was immediately in love with the design," explained Wulan explained his desire.

"Yes Ma'am, I really fell in love with the design of the wedding dress mbak Cahya. It looks so simple, but it does not leave an elegant impression," said Nawang with a sparkling face. "After that I immediately discussed it with the future husband and he also agreed if the clothes we would wear from the design of Mbak Cahya."

The sparkle of happiness was clearly painted on Cahya's face. There is so much blessing that God has given him.

"MashaAllah ... I am really touched by the results of my plan to get appreciation from mbak Nawang. God willing I can make it."

"Alhamdulillah..."

"So this is yes Miss Wulan and mbak Nawang I explain a little about the business that I built this."

"Please Mommy."

"There are two separate parts. The convection section, where our team produces daily wear and is later shipped to various regions. And the second is the wedding section, where there is one more team that specializes in sewing clothes for formal events such as weddings and other formal events. As for the dress of the bride directly I myself who do."

"Well, if it's not wrong if my daughter entrusts all the affairs of clothing to Mbak Cahya," said Wulan who was very satisfied with the work system owned by Cahya.

"Thank you very much for your trust, ma'am. Bismillah, I'll work wholeheartedly, so as not to disappoint."

"Aamiin..."

"Eh Ma, but brother's still in Jogja. Then how to measure? The day after tomorrow?" nawang asked after realizing that his brother was out of town.

"Astaghfirullah ... Yes, Mama forgot," cried Wulan while patting the eel. "Wantas how is this Ma'am? The day after tomorrow my son has not returned from Jogja. How about Mama?"

Cahya smiled meaningfully. Something like this is not serious.

"Relax Mom, Ibu Wulan's son can follow. After Bu Wulan's son came home from Jogja just come here to measure. As long as you do not go home after day H. I'm worried about the rush and the stitches are not optimal."