Womb of Rebutant
The jasmine restaurant

Arta who had arrived immediately parked his car in the parking lot of his brother's restaurant.

He came down after attaching his doctor's suit and black bag. The leg stepped into the restaurant.

From the front of the glass window inside there were already two middle-aged people who he had met this afternoon.

"assalamualaikum sir, Mom?"

The two middle-aged men got up and stood up. "waalaikum greetings Doctor! Please sit down."

"Thank you. Been long?"

The two smiled, "that's fine."

"Sorry, I stopped by the mosque earlier. Ahem, okay. What can I help you with? In accordance with our words this afternoon. What can I do for you two?" ask Arta straight to the point.

The two middle-aged men smiled, "Look, Doctor. We currently need a lot of money for both of our children who have just studied at a top university. Therefore we want to ask the doctor for help to lend us money, but you don't be afraid, we have the guarantee."

Arta scrunched his forehead. "sorry before, where are your two children in college and what majors? Sorry if I was sassy. I just want to know."

The woman's husband smiled sweetly at her, "Our two children are sam school like you are doctor. They want to be a doctor. I as a parent can only fulfill their wishes. That afternoon I wanted to work. But being dragged by you so that my leg was torn like this, I was no longer for work. My wife does not work. she is just a washing worker at the home of the Doctor Sir.." he said pretending to be sad.

Arta who saw him felt pity. "Well, I will help you because I have to take responsibility for my mistakes. But I need to know first what your guarantee is for me. Sorry before," said Arta felt bad.

But he had to take into account the profit and loss of whether he was in helping this man. Because Arta had an uneasy premonition with these two middle-aged.

Arta took the road like that. No one is blaming? If he wants to know what guarantees the two men??

The two men bowed. "Sorry doctor. Our only guarantee is a nineteen-year-old girl who's in the seat down there!" point at the middle-aged woman who pointed at a young girl.

Grn, deg, deg..

Those eyes were perfectly rounded when they saw who the girl was.

"how about Doctor? You're willing, aren't you?" asked the middle-aged man with a smirk smile that adorned his old wajha.

arta did not answer. He still sees the girl. The crew had resigned when they saw the girl disappear in the street.

But God had other plans for her. The handsome thin lips were smelled sweet looking at the girl.

He looked at the two middle-aged. "Okay, mom and dad?"

"oh sorry. Name me Roni. And this is my wife Halimah. And the girl on the other end is named Risma. He is an orphan and he is also my nephew. We people don't have a doctor, so I intend-,"

"Sorry before Roni and Miss Halimah." Cut the fast arta. He changed his mind as he looked at the girl at the other end who continued to sit uneasily.

Occasionally look back and forth looking for the whereabouts of the person who brought it earlier.

"i won't accept your assurances Mr. Roni."

The deg!

Both surprised. Arta smiled in her heart. "Why? Is that girl unfit to be simpa-mm I mean. Being your house maid, doctor??"

Arta looked seriously at the two of them. "i'm not Pka Roni's striped-nose man! I'm a good guy. Both my parents didn't teach me how to be a girl to be my su-clouded!"

The deg!

The deg!

Again and again the two people were shocked. "sorry, I can't! Just look for another young man you can spare the money for!"

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