
"One more task, looking for a shop for Ahmad's family," the Zero monologue as he walked towards the market.
Zero decided to rent a shop around the market, because he thought many people knew Ahmad during his time as a traveling nut trader. At least Zero hopes, they will stop by Ahmad's store later to buy what they need.
After exploring the shopping area, Zero saw a small shop that closed and he approached the street vendor who was there and asked, who the owner of the store.
The merchant said, "The shop has changed owners of the Deck, and I don't know who the new owner is, try to check on the door it seems there is a writing and a mobile number that can be contacted."
"Oh.Thank you sir, I tried to check first sir."
Then Zero approached the store, right there he saw a paper that said this store was rented with a mobile number. Then Zero typed the number and immediately contacted him.
Once connected, Zero also talked about his intentions. The store owner asked for a long-term contract of 5 years because he wanted to repair the store first and add room facilities so that the tenant could live there immediately.
Zero agreed, because he saw the place was quite strategic. The shop can also be used for those who want to trade food at night.
They also promised to meet the next three days for the rental signer and the submission of some rent so that the repair of the store is quickly implemented. The rental value of the store for five years is 5x30jt\=150jt, because the store is not too big.
Zero gave thanks, today's task was done, then he left the place waiting for the angkot to go home.
Zeya who had arrived at the entrance of her Papa heritage house immediately sounded the horn, then it was seen Mang Ihsan opening the gate.
"Welcome to Non!" Ihsan mang.
"Yes Mang. Oh yeah Mang, Mama's inside, right?"
"There's Non, Madam has just arrived but is immediately angry, all the goods are thrown. The house is like a broken ship. We no one dared to approach him Non!"
"Yes sir, it's okay. We all know the character of Mama who is angry and likes to slam things long ago. Later clean it after Mama calm or Mama sleep," said Zeya.
Mang Ihsan nodded, he did not like the behavior of this Nyonya. Ihsan and the other servants love Mama Royan.
According to them the difference between the two Madams is like heaven and earth. Somehow their late Master could be stuck with a woman like Mama Zeya.
Mang Ihsan took a heavy breath when he remembered his Mama Royan. He can only hope and pray if indeed the Madam is still alive, hopefully soon back home, but if it is dead, hopefully his young master can quickly find the navel of his mother.
Zeya shook her head as she saw the house in disarray, many antiques breaking and strewn across the floor.
"Ma.ma, getting older can't change, it's getting worse" Zeya murmured.
Zeya continued in her footsteps, until she arrived at the door of the mother's room. He dared to knock on the door.
Shena who heard the sound of her bedroom door being knocked shouted as she said rudely, "Go you guys! Don't bother me or your heads want me cut off!
"It's me Ma!!" said Zeya gently as she knocked the door back.
For a moment the room was silent, there was no sound from within. Just as Zeya was about to knock back, suddenly the door of the room opened.
"You want to come here, you bastard!" snapped Shena.
"Don't doain me like that Ma!" said Zeya.
"Well what's his name if it's not an ungodly child huh! You always work against Mama!"
"I don't mean to fight back, but I can't let Mama do anything against Kak Royan's rights, Mama got rid of Mama from here, took most of papa's property and made papa teekena receipt, you know, that's enough, Ma!" reply Zeya.
"Durrect son!"
Plaakk
Shena slaps Zeya, where she sees the five fingerprints of Shena's hand that landed on Zeya's smooth white cheek.
Zeya did not budge in the slightest and he did not want to fight, it was seen that fresh blood liquid began to drip at the corner of his lips that were broken by the slap of the Mama.
"You feel that! Because he likes to argue with me!" shena said again in a loud voice.
"I'm sorry Ma, if you're always against you. I just want to defend the truth."
"Bulset with the truth, if Mama had followed the truth, you would not have been born into this world and you would not be able to live as well as you are now!" shena said again.
The lazy Zeya denied his mother's words again, immediately went to take a broom, and he gathered the broken things and scattered on the floor of the room.