THE HEIR
NEW COMPANY
That morning Amira opened the rolling door of her laundry shop just like the day before. He instantly fixed the place up and activated all the necessary tools. He took several clothes that had been cleaned and arranged on a storage rack of clothes that were ready to be taken by the owner. Today some of his customers will come to pick up their clothes and hand over the dirty clothes for dilaundry.
The clock shows at 7 a.m. Some customers had already come to pick up and hand over their dirty clothes.
"Again, Amira." Some customers greeted him upon entering his shop.
"Morning..." Amira answered their greeting with a smile on her tiny lips.
Amira is always friendly to every customer even though not all customers treat it well.
"My book is done?" ask a woman carrying a large bag of dirty clothes.
"It has. Wait a minute, I'll get it."
Amira handed over the clothes that had been neatly packed in a plastic. The woman took it and handed him her dirty bag.
"This is his dirty shirt." Amira took the parcel and brought it to be weighed.
Towards the charcoal customers start to decrease. In the midst of his busy life he still monitors the condition of his mother by phone.
"Mother, how now? Still have his headache? Is the cough reduced? Don't forget to take the medicine."
Amira is worried about her mother's condition getting worse and worse. She was eager to take her mother to a specialist to get better treatment, but his financial circumstances did not support him to do that The income from his laundry store was only enough to cover his daily needs and buy painkillers for his mother. That's why he didn't dare to have an employee to help him in his shop.
To buy his own needs he had to rely on tip money from customers. He also had to bury his dream to be able to continue his education.
His days spent at the laundry and taking care of his mother He was very happy when customers were crowded, even though it meant that he had to work harder for the satisfaction of his customers.
As he was busy fighting with the last wash, he suddenly saw a luxury car stop in front of his store. Three men got out of the car. One person walked in front and the other two behind him, it seemed like they were the bodyguards of the man who was in front of them
One of his guards came forward approaching his counter table.
"Please wash this suit. Do it quickly!" The man thrust a suit at Amira.
"Sorry, sir. We're closing up. If master wants, master can leave his suit here. Tomorrow afternoon can be taken back," Amira answered him kindly.
"Can't! Work now!" The man snapped at Amira while widening his eyes.
Amira was very surprised. Although the customer is not all friendly to him, but only this time Amira was yelled at by people who are not even his customers.
His surprise did not make him feel daunted. He tried to calm himself down and keep using his common sense.
"Once again I apologize, sir. Our working hours are over. If you want, I'll do it in the morning. Or you can find another outlet still open."
The handsome man in front approached Amira. He took out his wallet and took out a few hundred thousand pieces of money
"Is this enough?" ask her gently.
Amira's eyes widened when she saw the money sheet. The amount is dozens of times the cost of washing clothes that are usually. Her mother's shadow suddenly appeared. Without much consideration he took the suit and started doing the dry washing.
Amira had not thought about the exhaustion she felt. He tried to finish his work quickly so that the unpleasant people would leave immediately and he could get the money. With that one she planned to buy her mother good food and medicine.
"Basin the duitan eye! As soon as he sees the money, whatever he will do" the man sibir said in his heart.
The more noticed the woman the more beautiful and attractive she looks. His agility in work shows that he works professionally.
"Beautiful woman" he murmured.
Not long ago Amira had finished her work and was seen packing the suit in plastic, which had previously been fitted with a clothes hanger. He handed the suit he had washed to the man in front of his counter.
"This, Sir. I washed it." Amira put the suit on her desk.
The man took off the plastic packaging and took his suit, then put on it. He noticed the suit he was wearing and kissed her.
• other times do not give fragrances that smell tacky like this!" The man stepped out of the place followed by his two bodyguards.
Amira let out a long sigh and took the money sheet. He immediately tidied up the place and closed the shop.
When he came out, it was getting dark and the sound of thunder was heard. Amira runs to the bus stop and waits for the bus that will take her home.
"I have to get home soon," she said.
Although he was full, he decided to take the bus. Arriving at a stop near her home, she ran to a food stall, ordering her mother's favorite steak and salad. Then headed for the pharmacy not far from the booth. After everything was in his hands, he rushed towards his house.
Her mother was very happy when she saw her favorite food in front of her.
"Is your money enough to buy all this?" tanyakanya.
"Enough, Mom. Somebody washed a suit and gave me a lot of money."
"Oh yeah? You shouldn't have bought all this. You have to learn to save up so you can continue your studies."
"It's okay, Mom. But this is not every day. You also need nutritious food."
"Pardon me for not being able to do anything to help you" his mother said softly and implied sadness.
"Easy, Mom. Don't think. It's not a big deal. Just take care of your mother's health. Leave everything to Mira. Mira is quite an adult anyway, so I have to learn to make money and be devoted to my mother. Now eat first, huh?"
Amira put a plate containing steak with a salad bowl in front of her mother.
"Mom ate, huh? When you're done calling Mira, huh? Mira wants to rest in the room."
Amira stepped towards her room. He laid down his tired body. His mind glared back at the incident this afternoon.
"Who is that handsome guy? He seems to be a rich man. But what was he doing in that quiet corner of town? May he come back and be my subscription."
Amira regained her senses and tried to shake her mind.
"There may be a man as rich and handsome as he will return to that lonely place. She must have had a lot of helpers ready to wash her clothes. What's my speciality after all? He would definitely choose a large and famous laundry stall."