Young Wife For My Husband

Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 64 Amelia Catering Effort


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Amelia opened her phone after getting the incoming message notice.


From Adam Malik. The convection boss where Diki and Lukman worked. And now they are in a cooperative relationship taking care of the lunch of the convection employees.


Amelia with the help of Tasya received a decent job to help her continue her life to make a living on her own.


Since her divorce from Soleh three months ago, Amelia has struggled alone living in the capital. Earning a living for himself and still contracting in the same place first when he was still married to Soleh.


Actually had thought of moving the contract. Really start a new life without the shadow of Soleh again.


Because in that house, Amelia often remembers all the memories with Soleh.


Five years contracted in the one-room minimalist house with a fairly spacious living room so that if both of Soleh's parents came to visit, they could title a floor mattress in front of a 14-inch tube television.


The old television is no longer working. Only decorate the table so that the middle space is not empty to jump.


But it was this right-left neighbor in the rented house that kept him afloat. Especially Tasya, his wife Diki and his daughter who are like brothers to Amelia.


Tasya life support Amelia. Tasya is more or less the same age as Tia. 25 years. Tia first married at a young age overtook Rama, his sister who now works as an ABK worker or Anak Buah Kapal on a yacht owned by a Thai company.


Rama is 28 years old. It's been a year with Lukman.


That's why Amelia feels Lukman is more inclined like a sister for Amelia even though the single man often shows an adult attitude when talking and helping Amelia's problems.


Nine o'clock at night.


...Is my chat bothering Ms Amel?...


Amelia smiled faintly. He was just about to go to sleep.


Since entering the catering business with Tasya, the break time is much faster. And that's exactly what Amelia needs to reduce bad daydreams.


...Just got some sleep, Boss...


Trings.


...What is Ma'am tomorrow?...


...Vegetable soup tetelan beef, soy sauce orek tempeh and balado cob. For the day after tomorrow menu, if Boss there is a request can order now only. The problem is we do not stock much groceries. To maintain the quality of freshness of vegetables, we shop every day except spices that are quite durable if purchased for a few days....


Amelia tried professionally to run her catering business and wanted the convection boss satisfied to work with her culinary services.


Trings.


We were?


^^^I and Tasya, Boss^^^


Oh, a business together with Diki's wife huh?


^^^Yes.^^^


^^Aamiin. Does Boss have any complaints about our catering cuisine? About the taste and packaging? What do you think, Boss,?^^^


Catering for me is the best. According to the selling price and the packaging is also neat. As for the taste, I have no complaints. It looks like Mbak can increase orders and pursue this catering business more seriously. For example, offering catering services to nearby factories. If Ms. Amel needs capital, I am willing to help.


As soon as Amelia realized, most likely she could spread her wings to develop the business as Boss Adam said.


Boss, sorry. Is there another factory I can submit a proposal to expand my catering business? Can I ask for a reference? Sorry if I suddenly thought I wanted more orders than Boss Adam's convection.


Long enough Adam did not reply japrian Amelia. Making his widow Solehudin was finally breaking down the body, pulling a blanket and reciting a sleep prayer.


Trings.


I will be news later.


^^^Thank you so much Boss Adam.^^^


Just call Adam. Or is it more relaxed sounding.


Of course Amelia seemed intrigued to want to tease. But urung, considering Adam is the owner of the convection company which is also his boss.


Yes, Mas. Thank ye.


Is your husband asleep, Mother? I hope I'm not disturbing people's homes. All right, excuse me, assalamualaikum.


Amelia was confused as to what to answer.


Salam waalaikum.


Just one sentence of their chattan closing greeting that looked stiff and crisp.


But elsewhere, on a large iron bed, an adult man was smiling alone with his eyes looking at the ceiling.


"My dear Adelia, why is there someone who looks so much like you in this world? Why could? But ever since I saw the face of the woman who looked like you, my sleep has been a little disturbed because it always wanted to see her mirror-like face, dear! Even the name, only one letter different. Her name is Amelia and you, Adelia. My dear, she's someone's wife. And I will not act beyond the limits. Because my love is pure only for you. Wait for me at the door of heaven, baby!"


His hand rubbed a picture frame that was very similar to Amelia. Trunk splintered in two.


A calming night for Adam and Amelia.


Adam was nostalgic thinking about his dead wife's late home. While Amelia began to fantasize because soon the catering business can be developed further along with the full support of Adam as the first customer who uses culinary services.


Amelia wants to go home before her catering business actually goes forward.


He wants to ask for the blessing of both parents including honestly telling the state of his household who has been divorced for three months.


If He covers up his situation, someday the family will hear too.


And Amelia didn't want that to happen.


Moreover, now Soleh and his young wife also live in the same city. Just different villages. But someday his father could have met Soleh on the road. Amelia thinks it's better to be honest about the real story now than it really is.


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