Being the Perfect Wife
20 Eps. Omelette
The day has changed. Currently Gita is focusing on finding the right location for the cafe later. As for the other preparations he was helped by Dylan.
Having Dylan turned out to be very profitable for a Gita. Because Gita was introduced to someone who was already an expert in taking care of the cafe. His name was Rizal. Baiiikkk really and okay looks. Actually, Gita wants Rizal to be her cafe manager later. But it turns out Rizal is Dylan's employee who is believed to take care of Dylan's hotel. Besides that, Gita has promised Marsha to be her right hand later to take care of the cafe.
All preparations have been completed by Rizal. And for capital, Dylan was willing to lend. Now choose the right location. Mama Rasti has found several locations that are suitable for cafes. But until now Gita has not matched the taste. Until this morning, Mama Rasti again offered a location that if seen seems suitable. Because of its strategic location, close to the capital's famous campus and also this place is also a former cafe. So that Gita does not need much renovation.
Suddenly Gita is shocked when her shoulder is patted by Marsha.
"God ... Wagging what the hell. Follow dong," said Marsha who now even shake his palm in front of Gita's eyes.
"What the hell, Mar. Surprise the people" grunts Gita who removes Marsha's hand from her face.
"Again what? Seriously very," said Marsha who now landed her ass in the chair next to the Gita.
"This is again a shadow of the design that is suitable for the cafe later," explained Gita.
"Have the place?" asked Marsha who was enthusiastic, he was impatient to get to work and get money to connect with life. The savings are getting thinner more and more days make you grimace.
"This cheer camer took to the cafe location again. But judging from the photos sent like a perfect fit. Look," said Gita who thrust her phone at Marsha for viewing.
"This good helmet, especially the former cafe also does not need much renovation" Marsha said in response.
"Yes, that's why you'll be following noon too. You will be the manager. Later I will know Mas Rizal," said Gita.
"Who is Rizal? My future priest? Present to me because you already want to bother finding me a mate" asked Gita excited.
"What the hell, Marsha! Ngaco is you. Mas Rizal was Dylan's employee who used to take care of restaurants, hotel cafes. So Dylan is willing to lend Mas Rizal to teach us to manage the cafe for about three months. After that, he returned to work with Dylan. Well the three months that you benefit to learn a lot from Mas Rizal. That's it, Mar," explained Gita is anxious because the more day Marsha's brain sluggishness becomes more and more. I think it needs to be serviced or upgraded.
"Oalah kirain Mas Rizal my future priest. But yes I will make the most of Mas Rizal. I will learn as much as possible from Mas Rizal," said Marsha who was a bit disappointed but regained his spirit when soon he could start work.
"Continue eating lunch at home or with your camer, Git?" ask Marsha who is already standing will head for the bathroom.
"That's why I'm confused too. Camer said he'd pick up at 12:30. Kan nanggung," confused Gita.
"Yes, we ate first. Fear not to be invited to eat your camer, we're starving, Git. Where this morning only eat porridge doang right," Marsha proposed.
"What are you cooking? From earlier in the kitchen it seemed very busy," asked Gita.
"Not cooked yet. I was just playing with the contents of the refrigerator," explained Marsha smiling sweetly.
"Well the fridge is empty, what it wants to do, Marsha," said Gita inexhaustibly.
"Take an egg while I count. There are 3 seeds. We'll have eggs for lunch. Addin sambal onion. Been done. Instead of starving later" Marsha said without guilt.
"Haiiihhh you are. Yes, we eat an omelet. I made an omelet, you made a sambal bawang. You see, if you make sambel can be very puedess. What are you adding to the sauce?" Gita took while walking to the kitchen followed by Marsha who tailed behind her.
"I do if I make sambal while angry so that it becomes more painful," said Marsha.
"Could be? You can this. Yuk ah," sewot Gita.
Finally Gita and Marsha are each busy in the kitchen to prepare a very simple lunch. But just like that they were already very grateful for still being able to enjoy lunch.
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