Cat Eyed Girl

Cat Eyed Girl
Chapters. 13 – Buy fried rice



“I want fried rice with rendang,” said Milea with a smile.


Firdaus stared in disbelief at the woman who was currently smiling at him.


“Ah yes, all the same orange juice yes, sir. Do not use a lot of sugar, a little sugar,” Milea said again.


“Who do you think you dare tell me to buy what you want?” ketus Firdaus's.


“Aaaww .. aww .. my stomach is a very laper. Dizzy head, it feels like there are birds spinning on the head,” Milea shrieked with a voice made moaning.


“What is the end of my life? By having to face death from hunger?” he glanced at Firdaus again.


“Basic distress,” growled Firdaus rushed out to buy fried rice and also Milea's order orange juice.


Milea chuckled softly while staring at the boss' back. “Hah, when else can I order the boss,” her clean while justifying the blanket that covers her body.


Outside the hospital, Firdaus saw a food vendor using a wheelbarrow. The man hesitated to buy food that was on the side of the road. Doubts about the cleanliness of the seller and the health of the food sold.


“Restaurants close from here where ya?” he muttered while tinkering at his phone.


Actually Firdaus wants to contact the assistant, but see if this is the time of the hour to go home from the office, can be sure if the assistant will be stuck on the way to the hospital. Milea may actually starve to death because she waited for the fried rice to arrive too long.


“There is a cafe near here. All right, I'll buy there aja,” muttered Firdaus and ran small to his car.


Arriving at the cafe, it turns out the atmosphere of the cafe is very crowded, so that makes Firdaus feel confused. Not to mention the irregular queue and who quickly he who first ordered, making the man even more upset.


“Can't you guys queue?” cry Firdaus who can no longer bear the behavior of citizens +62.


“Who is he?” sneered a buyer while glancing cynically at Firdaus.


Firdaus is getting upset, the people who are in this country are amazing.


“What do you see? Aren't you shy about robbing someone else's queue?” snapped Firdaus in annoyance.


“Hei, man. Here, who fast he can first,” said a man who uses chains on his wallet.


Firdaus chuckled softly at the appearance of the man who was reprimanding him that was so ridiculous.


“What are you laughing at, huh?” challenge the man.


Firdaus immediately stared intently at the man wearing the chain. “Lo think I'm afraid of lo, huh?” firdaus said defiantly to the man.


Not long after a man wearing different clothes from the cafe waitress came to Firdaus and also


the man who used the chain on the hook of his wallet.


“Sorry, if you want to do a commotion, please get out of this cafe,” remove the cafe manager.


“You evicted me?” firdaus asked with a frown.


“Iya. Because I don't want any commotion in my cafe,” said the cafe manager.


Firdaus was grumbling in annoyance. Already he had long queued and his queue was always in the row by others, at this time he was even expelled because he was accused of making a scene in the cafe.


“Fuck, if not for a girl who is tired and afraid to die, males also I came here,” grumbled


Firdaus and back in the car.


“Huuf, now where should I go?” he rubbed his rough face.


The arrival of Firdaus to the restaurant was immediately welcomed by the restaurant waiter. Actually


not because he who came to the restaurant then the waiters also provide the best service, but every visitor who came will definitely get the same treatment.


“Goodnight, welcome to this restaurant. Want to eat here or on the go?” ask the waiter


who stood at the door in a friendly manner.


“Take away,” Firdaus said.


“Alright, please go to cashier three,” appoint a waiter to Firdaus.


Firdaus also walked to the cashier number three, which was special to record orders


food you want to take away.


“Goodnight, anything to help?” ask a waiter who's at cashier number three.


“Yes, I want to order fried rice with a pack of rendang, then drink orange juice with a little sugar,” Firdaus said to the order.


“Sorry, but in our restaurant there is no rendang,” said the waiter told.


“Ya already, use steak aja,” said Firdaus finally.


“Alright, Master's order we have noted. Please wait a while until the order is ready,” the waiter said while giving the paging system, which serves to notify the customer if their order is ready.


Firdaus took the costumer paging system and brought it with him. Place the customer paging system on the table. While waiting for the order to be ready, Firdaus also checked the email that entered his phone.


After waiting for nearly fifteen minutes, Firdaus' order was finally completed. The customer paging system shook to let her know if her order was ready.


Drrrt .. drrrt ....


Seeing that the customer paging system had vibrated, Firdaus turned off the vibration and headed straight for the


direction of cashier to pay for all his orders.


“Thank you for visiting, enjoy,” said the cashier waiter kindly.


Firdaus simply nodded his head and rushed back towards his car.


Elsewhere, Milea had already hugged her starving stomach. His stomach can no longer be invited to compromise, otherwise his ulcer disease will recur.


Milea reached into her pants pocket, thank God she got ten thousand in the bag. Milea also called the nurse to ask to draw the oxygen hose and also the infusion.


“Sorry, the infusion has not been able to be revoked,” said the nurse when Milea begged to unplug the hose infusion.


“Duh, Sus. I'm a very laper,” Milea while hugging her stomach that again sounds.


“Hmm, near here is the canteen. You can buy bread there. Just bring the handle of the infusion, no papa. Sorry, not that I do not want to help Mbak to buy food, but at this time the schedule changes tasks, so I have to stay stanby here,” explained the nurse to Milea.


“Hmm, okay. Then I bring the information. I'm really hungry,” says Milea.


“But, Mommy's husband? Uh, where did I mean Ma'am's boyfriend was going? It's not like he's buying food


yes?” ask the nurse.


“Do not know, Sus. has been more than an hour back and forth. Fleeing times,” sneer Milea with annoyance.