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Darmendra does not know that his son already has their own company, if they still keep it a secret, there will be time they will tell Mommy and Daddy.
"Where are we now?" ask Darmendra.
"How about we eat first" replied the Diva.
"Well, where's the good place and the good food?" ask Darmendra.
"Warung aja Dad, do not need a fancy restaurant to find food," replied Ram.
"Hmmm, maybe, too," said Darmendra.
Then they go where they want.
"It seems like it's okay here too" Darmendra said after they arrived at a roadside restaurant.
"We'll try Dad, see the menu looks tempting." Rakha's.
They went in and looked for a long bench to accommodate them.
"Welcome sir, what will you eat?" ask the waiter at the diner.
Darmendra looked at the wall with pictures of food samples available at the restaurant.
Grilled fish 9 servings, and chicken 9 servings," replied Darmendra.
"Sorry sir, for the grilled fish must choose for itself after it has just been burned," replied the waiter.
"Oh yeah, sorry I don't know either" said Darmendra.
"Let you please choose the fish" said the waiter.
Darmendra sikembar and Diva were escorted to a pond, and the pond was blocked by a bulkhead to isolate the fish. Various types of fish are chosen of course with different prices.
"I'm the one," Ram showed me a very large goldfish. The guard caught the fish.
How delightful it is to have such an experience, most of them eating, here they are served with grilled fish that must be caught alive.
After getting the fish they want they sit on the bench again, while waiting for the fish to burn. Some mothers of mothers came to them in a mocking tone.
"Ehh was the richest man in the country eating it at the roadside stall" said the mother A.
"Cih, the support anyway, get a gift of billions donated all, after a turn to eat on the side of the road," said the B mother who was flat.
Darmendra Diva and cymbar do not even care, even though they are ridiculed though. Because it was too furious finally Ram opened his voice. They don't care if they are older.
"Does the mother's husband's company want us to go bankrupt?" asked Ram in a soft but threatening tone.
Gleek... Instantly the mother was silent, her husband's company was only a small company if it went bankrupt how his fate would be.
"Don't you, forgive us, sir," said the A in a trembling tone.
"Other times his tongue is guarded, ma'am, do not let the mother's tongue damage the future of the mother's family" Ram said so memohok.
Darmendra and Diva were silent to hear Ram speak. I saw that mom was scared.
"That's just me acting, ma'am, what if all my brothers and my Daddy are acting, and don't let our Mommy act too then there's no mercy for you," ram said casually but spicyly.
"Yes, I'm sorry, sir," said the woman nervously. Then they went away from that place, which was going to eat now the mother's appetite was gone.
Not long after their order arrived, grilled fish with a distinctive smell so appetizing.
I guess this is what the grilled fish looks like.
Ram was impatient to taste the fish. Likewise with others they immediately taste it but before that they wash their hands first with the hand washing water that has been provided, because they eat using their hands not using spoons and forks.
"Hmmm, good, Mom, can you add more grilled fish?" asked Ram, but in his plate is still there and only eaten a little.
"May," answered the Diva, and called for the servant to be caught with the fish like this, and the servant hurried to carry it out. Rarely do they get customers like this, so the opportunity will not be wasted. Usually the customers who come are mostly chatty and pretentious rich. But the times they find rich people are humble and not arrogant.
"Other times we eat in this place again yes Dad," said Rakha.
"Can, when before you go to college in London" said Darmendra.
They ate so well, probably because the food was delicious. While the chicken they have not eaten.
"Wouldn't this pack be wrapped?" ask Diva.
"Oh can miss, for a second," replied the waiter.
"Supply another 50 servings" said Ram, the waiter nodding.
In the kitchen busy wrapping chicken rice penset, they are very happy to get so many visitors buy food.
"It looks like today is our luck, it's okay 3 people did not eat but instead many times," said the waiter to the cook in the kitchen.
After finishing wrapping the rice, the waiter handed it back to the Diva, Ram paid with cash, and deliberately exceeded the actual price.
"The rest is for beautiful sister, as a bonus from us because it serves us well" said Ram.
The waiter smiled, in his heart he felt very happy to get a lot of bonuses from customers. And don't forget the waiter thanked me.
Then they went back to the car, Darmendra Diva and suddenly got into the car, and they left the place.
Along the way, everyone who walks to get the food, including scavengers who seek sustenance by looking for used goods.
The rice they bought they finally gave away. Until those who get their food very happy happen to be hungry stomachs.
"It's great to share" Ram said with a smile.
"Yes, keep going like this, lest vanity rule over all of your hearts. Even though you grow up later to be a successful person and higher position remember to duck down. We can be like this also because of people from the lower class," said Diva gave a message to her children.
Of course they will listen to the word Diva and immediately record it in their respective brains.
Not long after they arrived at the mansion, Darmendra immediately parked his car in the car garage. The two get out of the car followed by Diva and Darmendra. Upon entering, they see Oma and Opanya playing with baby Angel who is laughing giggling.
The twins wanted to hold baby Angel but were prevented by Vera, because they had just run out from the outside.
"Building there after that can only be fattening," said Vera.
Sikembar according to him, Diva and Darmendra were also told to take a shower first. Both of them also went up through the stairs, because the elevator was still running up carrying a twin.
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Sorry, can't reply to your comments one by one. Your comments add to my inspiration for nulis. Thanks very much. Without you I'm not who.
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