Asmara Anastasia

Fashionable Women

"Neng, black coffee one." The old man in shabby clothes brandished one of his fingers. His gaze was fixed on a girl he believed to be a tavern maid.

"Wait a minute, Cake." The girl nodded, then turned her body and took a step towards the kitchen.

Before long, a glass of black coffee with a puff of smoke on it landed perfectly right in front of Grandpa who spontaneously silenced the smile.

"The coffee cake."

"Thank you neng."

Anastasya began to enjoy the new job. Its friendliness and sociable and sociable nature make it not difficult to adjust, especially his job this time does require him to interact with many people.

From the morning, Anastasya was busy cleaning the store as well as several storefronts. For the business of processing the menu, the owner of the cooking shop alone, while Anastasya just help. For Anastasya, his work this time was quite light, from his previous job.

When heading to lunch hour, as usual, the store will begin to be invaded by buyers. Indeed, the menu served is quite simple, but the cuisine of the famous shop owner is delicious and the price is quite affordable. Very suitable for college children or office workers with mediocre salaries.

However, not infrequently the staff of large companies who also enjoy the food of the lower middle class. I don't know what the reason is, but one thing is for sure, the taste of the food served is no less than a five-star restaurant. Wkwkwk..

"The order of rich mixed rice is usually the neng, Lima.." Smiling flirtatious, the man in black uniform who was one of the employees on a TV station was incessantly staring at Anastasya with sparkling eyeballs.

In response, the beautiful girl simply nodded. Lekas presents a menu that is often in the message of the man as well as some of his friends.

After serving the order, Anastasya chose to sit in the corner of the room next to the store owner.

"Ana, if that guy keeps teasing you, don't ignore it. I know you're made uncomfortable."

Anastasya smiled faintly in response to the words of the veiled middle-aged woman. He realized, sometimes there are many men who do not bother to tease the store customer. Speaking of origin and sometimes intending to touch but quickly he dodged.

"Yes, Mom."

The middle-aged woman of the tavern owner seemed to notice Anastasya even though the girl was unaware. Although without makeup and appearance as it is, but Anastasya looks very charming. Its slender growth, with milky white skin and beautiful face, makes it worthy of being called the prima donna.

His words and attitude also made many people stunned. It is natural that some men praise and speak if Anastasya is a flawless perfect woman.

Anastasya did bring her own blessings. The store that was once quiet, now never deserted from morning until evening. He himself is sure, if not only the food in the store that feels good, but also because of Anastasya as a shopkeeper.

He was flabbergasted, not only some ordinary workers who were willing to eat at his place, but also some men in full suits who he believed to be officials of one of the companies. TV station or model agency. Ah I don't know, the middle-aged woman was also reluctant to interfere. He only often gave a message to Anastasya to take care of himself more, and not young was beguiled by the words of the men of the shop customers.

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"Ana, you eat first, the store is still quiet" said the shop owner to Anastasya who was washing dishes.

"Yes mom. Ana finishes the dishwashing, and then just eats."

Anastasya gave thanks in his heart. It is not a job with a salary that he wants, but this kind of work is what he wants. There is no meaning, and also innuendo, which is the attention of the good attitude of the boss. Make it feel good until time passes quickly.

"Mom, Miral water one."

Anastasya turned towards the source of the voice. He got up, wiped his wet hands with a small towel, then approached the buyer.

"Small or great?" anastasya asked the beautiful woman dressed in fashionable clothes.

"Little one" answered the woman kindly.

Anastasya nodded, walking towards the side room where the mineral water was stored.

"It's brother."

"Thank you." The woman held out a red rupiah, and Anastasya swiftly took it and gave it to the shopkeeper.

While waiting for the change, Anastasya had a glance towards the beautiful woman who seemed to be watching him from the vibrancy.

"No, just for you."

Anastasya knitted her brows.

Huh why? Didn't he just stand by to wait for the change?

"No brother, thank you. It's too much" Anastasya refused.

"It's okay. Save the change for you, "the woman insisted, while one hand held back the small hand movement of Anastasya who was still chuckling refused the money he gave.

"Thank you very much brother." Anastasya sighed. The girl looks uncomfortable.

"I think I just saw you for the first time. Did you just work in this store?" Still with a standing position, the beautiful woman with a long, wavy mane threw a question to the beautiful girl in front of her.

"Yes, brother. I've only been working in this shop for a few days."

"O... Can I sit down?" The woman pointed to the chair.

"Please brother."

Both were seen talking. The shopkeeper just stared from a distance and had no intention of joining.

Although the first two met, both seemed familiar like they had known for a long time. Occasionally laughter leads to talk of two beautiful women of different ages.

Not long after the woman unraveled the wave examined the wrist watch, she intended to resign and leave Anastasya.

The girl stood glued not far from her original seat, staring at the back of the fashionable woman who disappeared into the black luxury car.

"Ana." The call and the touch on the shoulder awaken it.

"Yes ma'am." The girl gasped.

"You guys look so familiar. Have you met before?" The middle-aged woman threw her body at the plastic chair, while her gaze remained fixed on Anastasya as if asking for an explanation.

The girl then shook her head.

"Not ma'am, even this is the first time Ana met him."

The servant mother knitted both eyebrows. "really? But you guys already look familiar."

Anastasya sat across from the shop owner and intended to explain.

"He said his name was Sarah. We did chat a lot, but it was just a stale chatter. That's it, ma'am" Anastasya said.

The owner of the tavern was just a mangosteen in response.

"Do you know that woman?"

The middle-aged lung woman shook her head, then replied, '" Mother has only seen her face at a glance when she exits the building entering her luxury car, also on the cover of the magazine."

"Magazine cover?"

"Yes, she's a model."

Whahuh? that beautiful woman was a model.

"Yes. I didn't think he'd buy mineral water in our shop." The middle-aged woman chuckled after finishing her speech.