Besan Ooooh Besan's...

Whosoever?

Unfortunately Hendra did not pay attention to the bar woman's face. Even when someone spreads that absurd video in an office group, the, and Hendra managed to remove the embarrassing video by tracking the spreader's IP and then hacked it and removed it from cyberspace before it spread even more widely. Of course he left 1 for himself which is stored in his smart phone. But still the face of the woman who he suspected as 'Mami Flo' was invisible because the video recorder was behind them.

The next day, after a meeting with a client at a coffee shop, Hendra decided to relax for a while.

He re-ordered Americano with a snack of a piece of soft cake.

Hendra chose the position of the last seat on the edge of the glass so that he could see people passing by.

He usually gets inspiration at times like this.

Right at the end of the road, a pair of young men embrace the neck of a woman who is quite mature while crossing the road that is not too crowded.

"The man's man seemed to have seen" Hendra dug up his memory. Remembering the people he felt he had met.

"Ah. the flower courier. But-"

Hendra's attention continued to focus on the attitude of the two who looked very close. Especially when he saw the courier peeling the woman's side head.

"Is she an older woman? it's impossible if it's his mother" Hendra's monologue while folding both his hands on his chest.

Hendra continued to pay attention to the teenager's affection for women older than him.

"Sister? can't be. eh they're here?"

Hendra looked wrong. I don't know what happened to him.

trings

The little bell above the glass door rang when someone opened it.

Arga looked in search of an empty chair. While Keira is choosing a menu of coffee and snack packages.

"I'll wait there" pointed Arga at the empty chair and table near the entrance.

"Ah, yes" answered Keira briefly who caught a glimpse of the direction of the empty chair Arga pointed at. Then look back at the menu.

"Not a samperin?" inner Hendra. Who then got up and decided to greet the courier.

He was still curious about his name.

"Again leisure?" asked Hendra to say hello to Arga who looked a little surprised at meeting loyal customers of his mother's store.

"Eh, sir. You here too?"

"Who are you?" Hendra Fishing.

"Oh that, I'm the same-"

"Darling, what do you want?" shouted Keira while still staring at the menu list.

"Take it the same" replied Arga. Who then slightly bowed his head while pointing towards his mother with his thumb.

"Ah, I understand. All right, I'm not gonna interrupt. I go first"

Hendra paid for his order at the cashier. He's all adding money to the cashier.

"This is to pay for their order" Hendra glanced at Keira who was still loyal to his head down choosing the menu. Then smile. He remembered that posture.

Suddenly his face turned tense when it flashed a shadow of an absurd incident with the woman.

Hendra immediately stepped his foot out of the caffe while adjusting his breath.

"My mother ordered this, this, this and this" Keira pointed to the menu one by one she wanted.

"Good ma'am. Anything else? there's still left"

"Huh? what's the rest of what?"

"Research, ma'am. It was my father who had just paid for my mother's order"

Keira drowned looking for the figure in question.

"Mr? Whose father? I'm here with my son"

"So the father who sat with the mother's son. Only he went first and gave money to pay for my mother's order"

Keira folded her forehead.

"Yes, the change is for you. Rejeki not where" he said, but still curious.

"Thank you ma'am"

"Argha. Who were you here with?"

"Oh he's one of our regulars ma. Wh why? Mama knows?"

"Know from where? Look at his face never. He paid for our boarding. Mama didn't know it was next door"

"Yes ma is. Windfalls. The guy is good. Still handsome too" Arga tried to tease the mother.

"Big handsome. Find a girl there. Time to play sword pedangan?" sergeant Keira who feels strange with the way his son's mind.

"Oh my goodness, mama. Make mama is. Time to make Arga"

plots

Keira nicks her son's head.

"Your father's grave is still wet. Play matches match everything"

"Adudamudu ma. Later Arga die Arga candidates become widows before the time dong"

"Somprally again pretentious" Keira prepared to go back to snatching the child's head.