Fake Fiancee

Chapters. 45 Crowded stalls

"Es tea 6, iced orange 1, orange 1 ... " Lisa tried to memorize the order just now. He did not want the order mentioned earlier, forgotten. It'll get a minus view from the mother's customer.

 

With her expert concocting skills, Lisa was able to immediately complete the order with a short time. After putting everything on the tray, Lisa checked again. Sure enough, this girl rushed over to the customer.

 

The car parked on the side of the road attracted him. He felt foreign. But he ignored because he had to deliver drinks to buyers immediately.

 

After giving drinks to the people sitting on the terrace, Lisa changed places. He approached the buyer who was sitting inside because the outside was full, without looking. His gaze was busy with his arm wet from the splashes of drinking water he was carrying.

 

"Es warm oranges and oranges?" The girl made sure the drinks she was carrying were correct and on order.

 

As she began to focus on looking ahead, right at the buyer who had just looked up at her, Lisa was shocked.

 

Aksa!

 

The buyer was Aksa. Although she was hesitant because there was no way that Aksa she meant, Lisa thought quickly to run away from there. Luckily Bi Sarah gave him another job to make drinks.

 

His feet quickly dodged. He was sure the man who looked like Aksa was watching him.

 

Was that really Aksa? lisa asked inwardly in doubt. But when he returned to accidentally look at the car parked on the side of the road, confidence strengthened. The familiar car seemed to belong to Aksa.

 

Lisa lives in the heart.

 

"here! Put on your tray. Aunty needs to bring this rice to the people who have a new housing project in the south there," Bi Sarah said. Lisa knew what her aunt meant was someone who looked like Aksa.

 

Fear happened. Aunty asked for her help to hand over the order to the people earlier. Including Aksa.

 

“Antar to pack Namo inside,” Bi Sarah told.

 

Lisa grimaced in the heart.

 

But he could not refuse because the drink order had been resolved all, only the customer's food that had not been delivered.

 

Lisa believes the man she believes is Aksa is watching her now. He did not dare to look up. His head kept bowing. Avoiding the gaze of Aksa.

 

"Thank you for delivering," Aksa said in a low voice full of pressure. Lisa can still be happy. She needs to be sure that there can't be someone who dares to disguise themselves as a male conglomerate fiancee like her.

 

Lisa's head nodded in acceptance of Aksa's thanks. After the job, Lisa stood up holding her head. Screeching and punching the air.

 

"Well? So crazy? Epilepsy or rabies?" tegur Giri surprised. No doubt Lisa threw a punch on her sister's arm. But this boy could escape.

 

"That's so brazen, your mouth. Here, I'll take the uleg." Lisa sleigh. Giri ngakak until heard from the stall in front.

 

Because the location of the kitchen is not so far from the living room that customers use to eat, Aksa also heard clearly Lisa's voice. Although Aksa was silent while eating, her ears tried to listen clearly to their conversation.

 

 

"You eat."

 

"Don't run. Don't use excuses. No, no, no, no ..."

 

"I want to eat real. Continue before it wants to change clothes too," whined Giri.

 

"Get in through here." Lisa pointed to the back door. Giri thins irritated lips. "Never think of escaping. Who's up ahead? Any of your schoolmates?" Lisa looked down the street. Apparently there isn't. Giri went home to school alone.

 

“Not exist right?” Giri is satisfied that he is indeed the same eating intention to change real clothes.

 

“Good. Don't go anywhere. Help Bi Sarah. I'm overwhelmed. I tell mom that you are missing from duty,” Lisa said as she pointed to her sister.

 

“Iya. Calm. I'm going to change clothes first.” Giri entered through the back door. Despite not having a room, Giri has a closet located near the tv. Not a closet, just a plastic drawer.

 

From where Aksa was sitting in the living room, Giri's nongolous body near the tv seemed so clear. Aksa. But only his back because Giri facing the drawer. This guy pulls drawer number two. Take a grey t-shirt. His hands were also willing to take shorts, but there was a call of duty from the front.

 

“Giri! Lisa!” BI Sarah is increasingly actively calling these two boys for further orders. Giri chose to put his clothes again in the drawer and rushed out.

 

Today was a big day, but not an active day. The more it closes the more it gets. But it should be grateful because it means a smooth windfall.

 

Due to the rush, Giri passed the front. Where it passes through the seat of Lesehan Aksa. This man looked at the passing Giri while still looking straight ahead. His body slightly bowed to be polite to Aksa and Pak Namo who sat down. Aksa continued to pay attention to him until Giri arrived in front of bi Sarah.

 

After he finished paying, Aksa turned his head to the side. Where there is a hallway next to the house to go to the kitchen. At first glance Aksa could see that familiar face. Lisa who felt noticed came to look. For a moment their gazes were rubbed. For a few seconds they stared at each other. And it was cut off because Aksa was getting close to her car.

 

She looks like Yora. Or is she Yora? Or is she Yora's twin? Or else he's someone else who looks like Yora. Aksa's mind was full of it. After his work was over, he decided to find a counselor.

 

“Noah, are you still in the office?” Aksa called his cousin. It turns out that the one who wants to be made an advisor is Noah. He's the right choice if you want to talk about Yora. Because Noah knows Nayora better than he does.

 

“Yes, but I'm going home. Wh why? Not that you are in the area of land that will be made housing. Any problems in the field?” Noah uses the loud speaker mode and puts the phone on the table. It's because his hands are busy cleaning the table. He packed up and wanted to go home soon.

 

“No problem at all. Everything went as we wanted.”

 

“Oh, good. Then?”

 

“We can make a coffee for a moment. There's something I want to talk about. Wait for me at my usual place,” Aksa said and disconnected her phone. Noah squinted his eyes. Wonder.

 

“What does he want to say? Her voice sounded serious.” Noah grabbed his phone and put it in his pocket. The table is finished in the finish of the documents that were messy. Now he's leaving for the appointment. Definitely what Aksa means is a regular place is a coffee outlet in the Candika family mall. Very close to where the man was.

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