That Barbarian girl is my wife
The Unexpected

"Thank you very much, Dit! Thanks to your dexterity, today's event went smoothly and successfully."

Mr. Manager greeted Ditya as he walked into his room.

"Together, Sir! It's all going well thanks to our teamwork. Without the one I'm sure the event this time will not be successful," said Ditya low.

"But without an idea and a touch of your hand, this cafe can't be transformed into this good in just an hour."

Mr. Manager looks around the cafe to see the results of Ditya's hard work that is still beautifully displayed.

Dita is indeed a lecture in interior design. His artistic soul was able to cultivate brilliant ideas in just a matter of minutes.

Evidently he was always successful in decorating the cafe at every event held in his place of work according to the theme of the event and customer demand, even though the time was sudden.

"Thanks to you and assisted colleagues of course, this cafe is now often asked to place certain events, especially from among young people like you. Anyway today I am very satisfied with your performance."

He patted Ditya's shoulder proudly.

"Then, may kasbon, my dong, sir. Kan, you just got a lot of dorprise. Hehe ...!" timpal Ditya joking.

"Specifically you don't have to be kasbon. Because, this is a direct deposit from who had the event earlier. He said he was very satisfied and impressed with the decorations you made. Here, he said just a thank you for you."

Mr. Manager gave Ditya a pretty thick brown envelope.

Ditaya also heard it. His joking intentions were taken seriously.

"But, sir, I was just kidding, you know!"

"Yes, I know that. But this is trust and you have to accept it. Here, take!"

He forced Ditya to pick up an envelope that felt thick enough in his hand.

"Is this not too much, sir?"

"Take your windfall today. Ok?! Then let's go home. It's time to close the cafe."

"Come, Sir! Thanks for everything!"

Ditya held up the envelope in front of the manager.

"Together! "

Deg.

Ditya's chest rumbled so excited. How not? In the envelope contains about three million rupiah.

Ditya then took six pieces of one hundred thousand pieces and put the envelope into his backpack.

Nearby three colleagues who had helped decorate the cafe room.

"Hi, guys! Are you ready to go home?!" the tanyanya so up.

"Eh, you, Dit! I thought you had gone home with Mr. Manager" said Deni, the kribo.

"Yes. I think you've pulled it out of there. What's the matter first, lo?" The Ucil marucil follow.

"So I had a chat with Mr. Manager, Bro. He gave me an envelope, he said to be taken from the owner of the event who rented this place earlier," explained Ditya.

"Well! Great, lo, Bro! Tebel, dong fill pouch, lo," timpal Aris, sohib and neighbor of the Yusril aka Ucil.

"Hehe ...! Windfalls, Bro. Here, I give you guys a little. But sorry, yeah, just a little. Because the money wants me to pay the same debt Bang Firman. Last afternoon the White asked for more snacks in his workshop," said Ditya divided the six hundred thousand money into three friends.

"But this is your windfall, Dit. We-we don't need to be loved. Just make it your interest," Deni refused subtly.

Different from this kyai child.

"Yes, Dit, make it. That, it's a fortune lo," continued Ucil.

" Yes, this is my fortune, but thanks to your help earlier. Yeah, right?! And because this is my fortune, so I am for him a little for you. Here, take it. Said the Ustadz Deni, can not refuse the windfall, right, yes?!"

Deni mesem then nodded.

"Yes, we got it, yeah. May you be sincere. And hopefully his fortune is launched and added blessing," he said while receiving a gift from his friend.

"Amijin!!" yell at the other.

"Thanks very much, Bro!" concluded Aris patted Ditya proudly on the shoulder.

Ditya often share with his friends who often help him decorate the cafe if there is a special event. For this reason, he is respected by his other colleagues, except one person, who is listening to their conversation from behind the outside door of the cafe.

They go home with a big smile without realizing that someone is watching them and planning something bad ahead.