Marry The Star's
Chapter 2 - Opening the Store
In the car Dena still looks ketus, today they failed to get a job.
Talisha who was sitting in front of Dena leaned her shoulders on the chair.
"It looks like I have to change other jobs" Talisha said.
"What do you want to work for?" Dena asked while driving.
"I'll just open a clothing store" replied Talisha of origin.
"You're not wrong? Then we want you to kill him? You have eight employees, you want to fire us?"
"If you want to work with me for a salary that's not what it used to be, it doesn't matter to me" he replied.
"Where do you want to open a store, where's the money?"
"I still have savings, enough to rent a shophouse, buy a few dozen clothes and pay you guys this month."
"Lisha, I don't know what else to do. Why is it that all of a sudden the career you've built has been destroyed in the past week?" still asking.
"I don't know either, it's all because of the cunning man you're offering" Talisha said.
"I don't know if he's a bad guy. Her face was enough to make me believe she was a producer" Dena explained.
"Do you still know her contact number?" ask Talisha.
"Still," replied Dena.
"Give me?" her door.
Dena handed her phone to her best friend. "I gave the name of the contact a con man!"
Talisha tried to dial the man's number and contacted him.
"How's it?"
"Not active, it looks like he changed his phone number" Talisha said.
"I guessed it," said Dena.
"Just look, if I meet him. He must be responsible!" snarl.
"Yes, I'll help you beat him up.
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A week later....
Talisha's entire savings have been taken away. He also paid the salaries of employees.
Talisha and his manager surround the city looking for shophouses to start his business. Three hours in circles finally found the right place and suitable.
Different types of clothing have been ordered and are ready for resale.
Talisha smiled with relief, finally a little more shop that became his hope to make a living realized.
Talisha dropped her body on the bed, she was able to sleep soundly after 2 weeks which was too big for her.
Just a few hours closed his eyes to rest at night. His phone rang repeatedly. He woke up and answered the call.
"Hello, what's wrong?"
"I'm lazy to call you if it's not Mama who told me to" a girl replied from a distance.
"Just say, don't talk too much!"
"Your beloved grandfather is sick, so go home!"
"What!" Lisha looked surprised.
"Yes, he always calls your name. I'm really tired of hearing it" he said.
"Well, I'll be there in the morning!" Lisha saw the wall clock still at number 4. He then hung up his phone call.
Since she had woken up, Talisha could not fall asleep anymore. He opened his social media, news that slandered him still milling about.
"Aarrrghh......." Talisha grabbed her hair.
"Brengseeko......!" throw a glass in any direction.
Hearing the sound of broken glass, made Dena come out of her room. The woman ran over to Talisha who was hugging her knees with disheveled hair.
"Lisha.." call her shrewd.
Talisha raised her head with teary eyes looking at her best friend.
Dena hugged Talisha, "What happened?"
"The news is still there, aren't they satisfied with torturing me?" Talisha shed her tears.
"I told you, never open your social media again!"
"I think they've forgotten it" he said sobbing.
"Here, don't cry anymore. You must be strong against it" advised Dena.
"You're not leaving me, are you?"
"No, Lisha. I'll stay with you" replied Dena.
Lisha loosened her embrace, wiping away her tears.
"Why did you wake up at this hour?"
"Ghea called and told him that Grandpa was very sick" he replied.
"After breakfast, I'll leave.
"Do I need to be with you?"
"No, you take care of our shop. Two more days will be opened" he replied.
"All right, then."
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In the morning, Talisha drove her own car to her grandfather's residence. As soon as he reached the 4-story house with the elevator inside, he stepped into the room of the old man who was now 70 years old.
"Why did you just come? You naughty granddaughter!" nagelnya.
"Grandfather, stop scolding me. If I don't want to run away again!" threaten Talisha with a joking tone.
"Alright, Grandpa won't scold you. What about your life out there?"
"Yes, that's it."
"Lisha, you're my only granddaughter. The company is yours, you have to run it" Grandpa said.
"Grandfather, I don't want to fight with Mama. This year has been enough to calm me down without having to hear her furiously," Talisha lowered her head.
"Lidya is just a stepmother" said Grandpa.
Talisha quickly interrupted, "But, Mama Lidya who has cared for and loved me from the baby."
"But, her attitude since marrying her second husband made Grandpa not like."
"Grandfather, Mama and Papa never distinguished me from Ghea. What I want they always give me, except the company."
"Are you not suspicious of them?"
Talisha laughed faintly, "It's only if I run the company, I don't understand business."
"You can learn, Lisha."
"Grandfather, I'm not here to talk about the company so stop talking about it. I just want to see and tell you about Grandpa's condition" Talisha said.
Grandfather nodded in understanding, his granddaughter would not want to linger over the company.
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After lunch, Talisha went to the store. Just holding the car handle, the phone rang. He lifted up and answered.
"Hello, Dena!"
"Lisha, the shophouse owner has suddenly canceled our lease."
"What's? Aren't we paying the full price for the next year?" looks surprised.
"I don't understand either, come here!" her door.
"All right, I'll be there."
The car sped up to the address of his clothing store.
With a hasty step, he went down and approached Dena.
Some of the clothes looked neatly arranged on the hanger.
Lisha then spoke to the shop owner. "Sir, we made a deal. Why decide on a sudden cancellation like this?"
"Sorry, Miss. This shophouse belongs to a large family, I don't know if this place has been rented to others by my brother."
Lisha looked very disappointed. "Where else do I need to find a place? We've also repainted the walls and fixed the corner of this room."
"I will return the Miss's money intact as well as the costs you have incurred for this shophouse."
"It's not about the money, it's the deal we've agreed to."
"Once again I apologize, Miss."
Lisha took a deep breath and then he exhaled violently.
"I'll send back the money, Miss," said the man.
Lisha could only resign, she then gave her account number.
"Sir, we asked for time to clean up these items and find a new place" said Dena.
"Yes, I'll give you two days."
"All right, no problem. Thank you," Lisha forced a smile.
The man also left.
Lisha sat down, her face frustrated.
"Patient lisha, yes!" Dena.
Lisha nodded and smiled faintly.
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Hey everyone, this is my ninth work and it continues the story of 'Marsha Belongs to Bara'.
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