
He opened the door and saw Gala sleeping on the sofa.
"Mumpung Mr Galak is still sleeping, I want to take a bath first!" say Love in the heart.
Love slowly stepped into the bathroom in the room.
Not long before Gala woke up because she heard a sound from her bathroom.
"What is Love?' ask in Gala's heart that seeing Love is not in the room.
Gala then set foot into her mother's wardrobe.
He saw some of his mother's clothes and boards left in the closet.
Not long after Love came out of the bathroom and Gala called out to her.
"Love, can you cook today?" tanya Gala convinced herself.
"God willing, what is it?" answer and ask Love who still wears his clothes last night.
"You can change your clothes!' replied Gala who showed her mother's wardrobe.
"But am I worthy?" ask the curious love.
"It's okay, than you go home!" gala and Love answered taking one pair of clothes that were appropriate for her.
After getting it, Love hurriedly returned to the bathroom and changed her clothes.
When finished, Gala's turn to the bathroom.
"Love, after you've decorated yourself, please open the door to the restaurant, and don't tell all the employees that we're both staying here.!" gala Message.
"Yes Lord Galak!":bala Cinta who immediately styled her hair and put a thin powder on her face.
After finishing with the ornamental ritual, with teetering Cinta stepped foot to the front door of the Balinese restaurant Ndeso.
Love immediately opened the door and stepped into the kitchen.
The girl .note any seasonings that are lacking and non-existent.
Before long one by one his friends come and start with the activities of each.
Not long after I came Gala who noticed the workings of its employees.
"Shopia, can you buy these less vegetable ingredients?" tanya Cinta gave her note to Shopia.
"Could you excuse me!' answer Shopia who then approached Dara to ask for money to shop.
Love cooking vegetable scraps in the fridge.
"Love said Gala boss, you've been in an accident?" ask Wiwid when you get into the kitchen.
"yes, but it's normal!" say Love while smiling.
"A lot of sitting if tired said Wiwid who worried
Suddenly someone approached them,
"Love, someone's looking for you!" exclaimed the man who was none other than bejo. Parking and restaurant security.
"Who is it?' tanya Cinta is curious, because she has no family in Surabaya.
"He's a boy, wear Ojol's uniform!" answer the Bejo.
"Oh, Steady Cak!" exclaim Love who remember and know about the characteristics mentioned Bejo.
Love hurried to step foot limped out of the restaurant kitchen.
At the time Cinta was walking to the front of the restaurant, Gala accidentally saw her.
Gala followed him. There was Gala's curiosity about who Love met.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.. Unswerving!" say hello to Love.
"Wa'alaikum... Love!" There was a smile on his lips.
"Unwavering, how are you?" tanya Cinta who then approached Teguh and they both sat in the front seat of the Bali Ndeso Restaurant.
"Well, I'm sorry I found you up here Cin. After I was worried about you, you didn't come home last night?" ask the worried.
"No cak, yes because last night it was raining so hard. Love cannot go home!" answer Love that is true when it rains last night.
"Keep your feet why?" ask the worried.
"Oh this last night was hit by a glass shard!" say Love honestly.
"Sick for sure, let's go to the doctor!" yell, the worried Teguh.
"Ah, that's okay, Cak! Ordinary wounds, this has also been treated!" speak the true love.
"Yes, later if there is anything contact Cak Teguh yes!" said Teguh who looked at Love with worry.
"Yes Cak, later Cinta will contact Cak Teguh if love comes home later" said Love who reviews his smile.
"Have you had breakfast?" tanya Teguh while putting two packs of packaged rice that he deliberately bought from their subscription when buying rice to fill their stomachs.
"It's cooked, but it hasn't had time for breakfast" said Cinta.
"Well then, let's have breakfast together!" take Teguh to Cinta and because it is not good, love also received it and they had breakfast together on the terrace of the Balinese restaurant Ndeso.
The two of them ate breakfast with greed while telling light things and making the atmosphere more familiar.
Gala who had noticed earlier, there was a sense of tightness in her chest.
"Love she can be that happy even if she only eats packaged rice?" murmured in Gala's heart.
"Areally who is that man? is he ready for love? why does love always smile at her?" question after question in Gala's heart that made her face flushed red with a sense of urgency on her chest.
Shortly after, a pick-up car carrying vegetables stopped in the restaurant parking lot.
Shopia, Ayudia and the driver of the vegetable car came down. And they brought down the vegetables aided by Bejo.
"Sir, the vegetable that must Love cook has come. Cak Teguh here later tonight yes!":love love that then stands.
"Oiya, Cacak also wants to attract passengers again!" said Teguh who then stood up from his seat.
"Ma'af yes Cak, instead of Love expelling!" say an unkind love.
"It's okay, Cak Teguh understands. Occupational risk!" said Teguh who then stepped foot onto his motorcycle and they both waved their hands.
"Assalamu'alaikum..!" firm Greetings.
"Italian..!" reply Cinta and Teguh drove his motorcycle out of the restaurant after several times menglakson every person who passed him.
After Teguh lost her sight, Cinta stepped into the restaurant and headed to the kitchen.
But previously he threw the trash rice wrap and plastic tea warm leftover breakfast with Teguh to the trash.
Meanwhile Gala had entered his room with a chaotic feeling.
I don't know what's in his heart right now.
"This feeling, why wasn't there when I was with Fransiska? is this what you call falling in love? If you don't remember who I am, it feels like I'd really like to punch Ojol who was with Love!" said in Gala's heart that clenched her hand.
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