The Heart You Injured
Chapter 36. Ndoro Princess

Morning covered in fog after last night the earth was washed by heavy rain. Bayu still seemed to be asleep, drowning his body under a thick blanket. Looking for warmth there. The atmosphere still seemed dim, although the clock was already showing at half-seven in the morning.

"Bbbbrrrrrrrr. Don't open the window. I'm freezing!"

Bayu moaned when the cold air felt so bone-chilling after the mother opened the window of the room. Usually, it is the children of sunlight that gives it warmth. But not for today. Because, let alone to emit light, just show his face the king of the afternoon as if reluctant. Choosing to hide behind the black clouds that colonize the expanse of the sky.

"Ckckckck .. cold, cold. It's already seven o'clock in the morning Bay. You usually receive offline orders, right? Do you want to be late to pick up your customer?"

Sonya was upset to see the child who was still wrapped in a thick blanket. If until his son is late to pick up customers offline, could-can the opportunity to get a triple rate will never get again. Even though the triple rate was very useful for him.

Hearing the word offline orderan makes Bayu's body seem excited instantly. He who was previously still wracked by drowsiness, and the cold suddenly disappeared. Replaced by such a burning spirit. Bayu got up from his lying position and grabbed the towel hanging at the door to immediately enter the bathroom.

"I'll take a shower, Mom. Please make me a coffee, yes" he said before his body disappeared behind the door. While Sonya can only shake her head to see the behavior of her son.

"Thank you, this is my son Bay. If not, where do you want me to make coffee."

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A cup of coffee with a snack of fried yam served on the table. A little puff of smoke coming out of the two dishes was oozing and leaving a distinctive aroma. It was as if it was tempting for people who were around to immediately taste.

"Huhhh .. when can I have a sandwich or toast for a morning snack like this? Every day only yam, otherwise cassava yam, otherwise cassava fried tape. For a long time I could forget what it was like to be a rich man whose dishes were not like this."

The snack dish that should be grateful by Sonya because God still provides sustenance in the form of food to fill her stomach, was actually complained by the middle-aged woman. It seems that it is saturated with this dish which he thinks is like a village dish. Though there is nothing wrong with the yam, cassava or fried tape. Because actually the three ingredients can be a dish that is quite delicious if enjoyed with gratitude. (It's the author's favorite food 😆😆)

Bayu ignites the cigarette he holds while sipping his black coffee. "Please Mom, soon surely our situation can return to how it was. I have to be sure of that."

"Patience, patience, I can't wait to become Bay's rich man. Besides, when is Dinda paying and sending it to us?" sonya said in an emotional tone.

Bayu was slightly stunned to hear the mother's words. "Mom, Dinda just arrived in Jakarta yesterday afternoon. Mom has asked when Dinda's payday?"

"Good God, I forgot. I think it's been a month Dinda worked in Jakarta," said Sonya while patting the jidat. "Eh, but you've contacted Dinda, haven't you?" ask Sonya anyway. His hand was outstretched to pluck the fried yam in front of his eyes. Although before, he sneered at the food. (Huh, prestige will not make you full Bu😌)

"Yesterday was Mom. I'll call you later."

"Good, don't let Dinda feel ignored. It could be dangerous for your wife to feel that you're ignoring her Bay" Sonya said. "Oh yes, who is your offline customer who is Bay? Is he a rich man for daring to give you three times the usual rate?"

Sonya's curiosity seems so passionate about the figure of customers who always give more rates for the child. Every time the child came home with red currency sheets, the woman's eyes seemed to be glare. He wants to know who this Bayu offline customer is.

Bayu nodded slowly as if justifying the mother's guess. "True Ma'am, he's a rich man, very, very rich. Even his house was like a palace. Magnificent and luxurious." Bayu who previously focused towards the front, now he shifted his gaze to the side. "You know that magnificent house that's at the end of that street?"

"Yes, that's his house. Big right?"

Sonya's face was filled with a twinkle of amazement. "Well, well, if that's not just a luxury Bay, but a luxury. I'm proud to see you have such a rich customer."

"Yes, therefore, he does not calculate a triple rate for me, ma'am." Bayu deadly cigarette only a few centimeters. He got up from his seat, sipped coffee and wore a green jacket typical of online motorcycle drivers. "I'm leaving first, Mom. It's been seven and fifteen minutes, I'm afraid it's too late to get there."

Sonya got up from her sitting position. "Yes, watch out for you Yu. May the coming days not only triple what you get, but fivefold."

Bayu just smiled thinly. He swung his legs to get to the motorbike he was warming in the yard. The motor driven by Bayu moves and slowly begins to disappear in the morning swallow which is still a little covered in fog.

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"Mas Bayu!"

Bayu who was sitting on a motorcycle seat in front of the gate of this luxurious house was a little surprised when the sound of baritone began to spread into the sense of hearing that came from behind his back.

Bayu turned back. "Yes sir, what's wrong?"

"Mas Bayu is asked by Ndoro's daughter to go inside. There are important things that want to be conveyed by Ndoro Putri to Bayu mas."

"What's? Want to tell me something?" ask Bayu who is a little incredulous. "What do you think, sir?"

The man in the typical attire of a security guard only smiled faintly and shook his head. "I don't really know what princess Ndoro wants to say, Mas. But it seems like a very important thing. Therefore, Bayu immediately go inside to make it clearer."

"Oh, I'm suddenly become stubborn like this, sir? Can't I make a mistake without realizing it?" bayu said.

"I don't understand it either. Monggo I'm interrupting, Ndoro's daughter is waiting for Bayu's mas inside."

The security guard stepped foot to guide Bayu who tailed behind his back. While Bayu himself is still drifting in his own mind. What mistake he made to make the owner of this house call him personally.

Will my delivery rate increase to tenfold? If so, mother's prayer is absolutely mustajab. Directly granted by God.

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Hayooo ... about Bayu told why? Maybe asked to buy a peek or Oyen ice on the front road or something else? Please write in the comments section... 🤣🤣🤣🤣