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Pov dali's

At 16:15. I immediately rushed down from the 3rd floor, to the parking lot. Because I already have an appointment, want to meet with Aira. meet to discuss the progress of the cafe, which we want to work on.

At first he wanted to pick me up here, but I refused. because later I will be complicated, have to go back to the mall, to pick up the bike. if my bike is left here, then I have to go, tomorrow when I leave for work, I have to take the busway, which is a good distance from the contract.

Arriving at the parking lot, I quickly pulled my motor gas lever to immediately go to the Cafe, which had been agreed to meet.

Twenty minutes on the way. I finally arrived at a cafe that is quite elite.the place is neat, and has room service, for guests who want privacy. I hurried to one of the rooms, which Aira had ordered. After I entered one of the rooms, aira rose to greet me.

"Sorry late, it's stuck." The classic excuse I made, hiding my bitterness

"It's okay! I'm new to you, too." Said Aira, with a warm smile greeting me.

"Well, thank goodness then. So I'm not ashamed, hehehe." I said while chuckling.

"Oh, please sit down!" bargaining allows me.

"Thank you." I pulled up the chair I was about to sit on.

"The design is done, until we have to meet this fast" asked Aira, starting the conversation seriously.

"It's over!" I took the laptop I had in my bag.

After I took the laptop, I turned it on, to show my work to Aira. And he shifted the frame closer to me, so that he could clearly see the laptop screen, which showed the results of my work.

The smell of fragrance filled my nostrils, making me glance at her a little, glancing at the woman in All-size clothes, yet looking very elegant.

"If you don't like it, with the design, you can use the services of others!" I said pessimistically

"I haven't seen it yet, I said I don't like it." Ketus aira while glancing at me, who was watching her. Make our eyes interlock, ignoring the laptop screen that lights up.

"This is the floor!" my words break the atmosphere that looks stiff, while starting to show the floor plans of the restaurant, and the inside. and 3D illustrations when the former restaurant has been used as a cafe. I explained from the beginning, until the end. not a single thing was missed, so that aira understood what I said.

He was just a beard, while occasionally paying attention to my face.whether what he saw, made me feel a little uncomfortable being noticed like that.

"Well, this is great!  I love it." praised her with a happy smile, making me smile with a proud smile at the work I do.

After I finished explaining, the structure of the building is complete with animation. I began to discuss the budget plan, which must be issued when he was about to renovate the restaurant.

"When can we start working on it?" aira asked while looking at me, after I read out the budget details.

"Whatever, it depends on Aira, when to start the process. Most importantly, now we have an idea, how much to spend, and what the results will be like. later if everything is ready, then we have a picture, we just start the job, without thinking about the design and the culture." My answer is to give an opinion.

"If I want this job done as soon as possible, then there are no workers?" Aira asked again.

"In my opinion, if the problem of work mengingan Aira consulted first Mr. Wahyu. because he is more understanding about this!" my answer reminds me that his father, is one of the owners of a property company in Jakarta.

"Emang Kak Dali has no acquaintance, who can do this job?"

"There were.just not good with Mr. Aira, because he was more understanding with this job." I confirmed my answer.

"Yes, it should be like that. Because of the work done by the experts, it is impossible to fail."

"Oh yes, in total so how many, sister design services?" aira asked while looking at me asking for clarity.

"It's okay, after all, it's not a difficult kingdom.You just accept my idea, it has become an extraordinary thing.and just assume it is my Thank You, I said, same with Mr. Aira, because he has helped me a lot!" refused explaining.

At 17:30. I also say goodbye to Aira, because I was afraid Dini felt lonely in the rented. Not to forget Before returning home, I copied my architect design data, to the flash disk. Then it was given the same aira, so that when he explained the same sir revelation. Aira has material to discuss.

"For my sister!" said aira while handing over the brown envelope.

"Have entered again! I'm asking you to pay me two boxes of rice that I ordered, make me eat in the rented." My face while scratching my head, feeling embarrassed asking to be treated with women.

"Here's the money! Funds are busy let me pay."

But I did not pay attention to it. I rushed to leave the place, after taking my ordered rice box package.do not want to linger with him, for fear of going to hunt adhan maghrib.

20 Minutes later, I finally arrived at the contract and quickly knocked on the door, but the door opened first, so I did not knock on it.

"Assalamualaikum." I said to the woman who had just opened the door.

Early did not answer, looked sour face, showed something was not right.

"If anyone says that greeting, it is answered!" I cried, asking her to shake hands, wanting to be like a husband, who was greeted by a wife's kiss, on the back of her hand, and funny that she received my hand, and then kissed the back of my hand. So that makes these lips curved perfectly. Feeling happy about his treatment.

"What's the matter, why is his face so sour?" I asked again, astonished at his change of attitude.

"Enak, yeah! Morning hugged a pretty girl, home dimasakin." she said suddenly like that, making me squint, not knowing what she meant.

With nothing, I entered the house, not caring what he said. Then sit on the sofa chair, for a moment release tired before cleaning the body with water. The salty aroma that was being steamed, bursting into the nasal cavity, made my stomach slightly wrapped around. Because, however, Sundanese people will definitely like this salt-spiced fish.especially if placed on top of liquet rice, it can make him swallow saliva.

"You're craving again, Din?"  I asked while looking at him who was sitting in front of me.

He just shook his head, didn't answer a word, making me even more astonished.

"So far, where is the scent of salted fish?" I continued the question.

"Brother sister! who was grumbling." Answer Ketus.

"Huh, girlfriend!" I was shocked by her statement, because all this time, I had never had a boyfriend, other than Ratna. Ratna is now married to Pak Wahyu. Her stepmother Aira.

"Huh! wear pretend shock all"

I curiously got up, headed for the kitchen to see who would dare to claim to be my girlfriend. And how dare He defile my contract, with a scent like this.

It turns out that in the kitchen there was a woman who was no stranger to me. who was frying jengkol, next to the frying stove, there was a pot of rice that was steaming, emitting smoke. this means that the rice is not yet cooked.

"Well, you're in my kitchen?" I asked, looking intently at the woman wearing the apron, standing behind me, feeling so upset, I asked the question.