Between You, Him And Me
The Korean Style Food Resto
We arrived at a Korean restaurant, a neat, beautiful and cool building.
"Finally up" krukukkrucuk, the voice of my stomach.
" Pardon my nephew this one, the feeling was laper om kok your stomach that sounds fast, hahaha"
" ihhh om mah likes it Dita belom eat om from semalem instead", pursed my lips
" wkwkwkwkkw monyongin just keep it lip, gabisa back new tau tau tau tau tau taste", while getting off the car and road ahead of dita.
" Ihhh om nyebelin really, gini-gini niece om beautiful itself is second to none", while running after om Andra.
Until the front door of the restaurant, they were both greeted warmly by the servants.
" Good morning sir, miss ", smile.
" Morning mbak", I replied with a smile.
" Where do you want to eat, in the VIP room?", asked Andra.
"No ah om Dita wants to be at the table near the park is a good view" while my fingers point to one of the seats.
"Oh yes in this restaurant is very good scenery because around it a lot of beautiful plants and flowers blooming.
" We booked a table over there, for food and drinks, I ordered the favorite menu in this restaurant for 2 people,".
" Good master order will we prepare, please wait, thank you", said the waiter.
A few minutes later, the food we ordered arrived. As usual om Andra always ordered the favorite food menu at his restaurant not only here but all the restaurants he visited.
" Yesampun Dita you are afraid of what hunger is"," Both are ", grimacing.
" Haiggg, Thank God my stomach is full.
" cihhh voracious base, wkwkwkwkw", ledek om Andra.
" Oiya om out of this I want to take the sweet (my motorcycle) in our subscription workshop, later om down there aja".
" okay lah, later om go straight home, yes, you take care of your store problems".
" ready, ready to go to the store", we rushed home and did not forget I got off at my subscription workshop to take my motorcycle.
" ih om mah gitu ngledekin mulu, be careful om", waving at him.
#Flashback
Yesterday afternoon when I came home from the store in the middle of the trip my motorcycle tire erupted, my motorbike and brakkk...
" It hurts..." While holding my elbow.
" Sir, why gapapa?? Do I need to take him to the hospital?? Mommy injured??" Ask a man who approaches me.
" No, gapapa mas just a little wound anyway, help me take the bike to the workshop ". Grimacing withstanding my pain.
" Ahh mbk this is true mbk hand wound Lo it, the problem of the bike later I help, the important mbk mbk his first is diobatin" he replied.
" Yaudah deh mas gini aja mas take me to the workshop first, later on my bike this I live in the workshop, keep his mas anterin me home, how??" My proposal.
" Hmm okay if that is so, so I can make sure the mbk is okay, do not call my friend first let him bring the bike mbk".
Before long we arrived at my subscription workshop, I also talked about the incident, my motorbike stayed in the workshop and I was delivered home by the man. In less than 15 minutes we arrived in front of the house
" Thank you, I'm willing to nolongin and nganter me". My speech.
" By the same name, humans also have to help each other." Answer with a smile".
"Oh, whose mother's name is who?" Further.
" I'm Andita Salma, call me Dita". My firmness.
" Beautiful name, like the person, uh yes my name is Aditya Putra call aja son, do not mas like his we are the same age".
" Hmm okk mas, uh son hehehehe". My answer.
"It's been a good night with your neighbors, I returned first well don't forget your wound medicine.. Assalamualaikum".
" Yes, thank you once again, be careful in the streets." I replied waving my hand.
#Flashback off.
hi loyal readers of the novel toon, thank you for taking the time to read this novel.see you on next chapter 😍😍.
