Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

011. Worrying = Shackling Feelings

Although Sima was indeed insensitive, but his heart was indeed made of stone. Loving others also often struck his heart, but the stone in question was that he could not be humiliated like that. Too invulnerable, like a mafia boss who does not easily waver.

***

The Sima Cake Shop. Dendi arrived early and seemed to still be deserted. There are no customers, only employees there.

“Kak Dendi is coming? Shouldn't be necessary, after all the order is still not too late.”

“Oh, but my work schedule elsewhere was 10 o'clock. So I thought I was here first,” thought Dendi.

One of the other women was aware of Dendi's existence. Soon he approached them and cut off the conversation.

“Hey, brother! I'd like to ask you a minute, can you?” ask her with a face of sumringah.

“Ya, it's okay.”

“Tia, what do you want to ask Dendi. Don't tell—”

“Eits, sis. Here who needs my answer,” said Tia again cut his words.

Manda's forehead frowned. Be on high alert and start to wonder what Tia was about to ask Dendi.

“Yeah, just a simple question, anyway. What is the point that brother is being relaxed? I mean no longer take care of the heart, right?”

And it appears that Manda's worry about Tia. He clearly asked if Dendi had a boyfriend or not, indeed indirectly but it seems Dendi also understood.

Dendi shook her head. “Samely no.”

“Oh, then how does Brother Dendi feel with Madam?” tanya Tia is getting excited.

“Nyonya ..you mean that Ma'am Sima? Hm, if it ..” He seems hesitant to say it. Tia and Manda are hoping for something that might really be a special relationship.

“Accounts only. I met him a few times before working here.”

Apparently not. At all he did not feel that his heart was smitten by Lady Sima. Dendi even just referred to him as an acquaintance, no more no less.

Instantly Tia sighed unrelieved. Their bodies felt limp, hope was lost in one blink of an eye.

“What the hell, I was thinking. Can this guy have a taste?” tia's grumbling disappointed.

“Loh, I thought you had a crush on him again,” Manda thought to him.

“Yes, my brother. Brother Dendi is not my type at all know,” whispered Tia.

Momentarily Manda glanced at Dendi then whispered something to Tia who then left from there.

“What brother Dendi has never dated?” ask Manda. Then Dendi shook her head again.

“Everyone, whether female or male must have a heart that is attracted to the opposite sex. Not just as an acquaintance or friend but rather hope in the person to establish a deeper relationship, such as a girlfriend or her husband and vice versa.”

Suddenly saying that, Dendi more or less understood but on the one hand still do not understand why Manda explained it so detailed.

”There is a woman who is interested in you. She's a good woman, please don't waste her and please give her a hand. Respond to all his actions,” added Manda.

“Women? But who?”

“Ah, stop. Later you know for yourself,” Manda said as she chased him out.

That day, the weather was really nice. The sun is not too hot but may change over time. Dendi who was not needed for a while at the cake shop, because he went to the cafe Dadi Muncul.

“As usual, you are popular Den.” Senior praised.

Dendi smiled thinly then said, “Why can it? Isn't that because senior-made coffee tastes good?” chirps Dendi. As if he didn't know his popularity, he seemed to pretend he didn't know about it.

“I'm so sorry for your mother's death, Den. Sorry I couldn't come to the service that day,” he said changing the topic.

“Not a problem. I'm good enough to get back to work now. The one yesterday

...sorry I'm late, senior.”

“It's not your fault either. But I understand because the manager has also forgiven, haha.”

Cafe Dadi Appeared so full by the women. Dendi did not care about it except serving the customers as usual. Many of them invited him to talk, but Dendi always answered briefly.

Dendi is not too handsome, but his charm that spread to the women. A slightly long haircut in pigtails, coupled with a maid outfit that is perfect for him rather than an apron.

Really fan service for them. Subconsciously Dadi cafe revenue Appears so increased many times.

But shortly after, when Dendi was about to write an order from one of the customers, he saw and heard news that seemed to be a hot topic at this time.

Even around him tuned in to the same news. Even the curious Dendi, tried to peek at what news they were seeing at the moment and it turned out, the incident the other day.

Where when Sima and two couples are fighting. Sima was accused of being an affair that forced her own will.

Dendi thought the no-no. Regarding that incident, if Sima saw it would definitely be depressed. The habit of the women who when her pride was crushed trampled must be Sima locked himself in his room.

That's what Dendi thinks.

“Senior, I'll let you go out for a while.”

“Hey, where are you going?!”

“Just a minute!” Dendi then ran away.

***

Dendi worries about Sima's situation but does not know where Sima lives. In his mind, Sima was probably in his cake shop at the moment.

The drap! The drap!

Sweat poured out as he ran faster. But when he arrived, he stopped suddenly. Seen from behind the figure of the back of the woman he knew with long black hair.

It's Sima. Sima was standing in front of the cake shop, he was buying something from a traveling merchant. Dendi flickered as if in disbelief with what she had just seen.

“Mbak Sima is really okay?” He wanted to ask Sima directly this way but his words were stifled as soon as Sima's smile was once again singled out while receiving the food purchased.

Instantly Dendi's feelings became relieved. Just walking dozens of steps from the position of Sima standing, seeing that he was not slumped made the anxiety disappear in an instant.

What Dendi suddenly felt. A moment remembered the words of one of the women who worked at the cake shop. Asking, does Dendi have any particular feelings for Sima?

At first, Dendi said there was nothing. But now how? His heart was racing, either because he had run around or maybe because of something else. But for sure, this feeling is still a mystery to him.

“Ya is already. I just come back, I'm sure Miss Sima is a strong person,” muttered Dendi, turned around and left.

“Oh, hi! Dendi!” call Sima. Sima noticed Dendi's existence from a distance, he waved his hand and told her to come here.