
"Ashe... Next time, be careful. I know you want to keep the cafe private. But you shouldn't speak without seeing who you're talking to. Look who he is, you judge." Kalila gently advised Asha.
Honestly, it was actually not wrong with Asha's actions. It's just that he's less put with who he's talking to. Thought Kalila.
"Who is he, brother?"
"He's the-"
Kalila did not continue her words. The sharp glances of a person made his mouth twitch to put out a word. His body took a moment.
"Sister!" Asha's call blew Kalila's gaze away. Kalila looked back at Asha.
"Why?"
"Loh! How is her sister back with Asha? Asha Nanya, who is that?"
"Sister doesn't know who he is either. What's clear is that he belongs to the special category of people because of his more than any other customer's visit." Kalila said it with fear. Afraid that Asha might have misinterpreted his words.
"Oos... So he's a rich barista in this cafe, isn't he?"
Kalila breathed a sigh of relief as Asha's reply was asked away from the shadow of her worries.
Kalila also carried on while smiling wryly.
"Yes, continue learning. There's no buyers in."
Asha nodded her head.
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"Everything is ready. Huhuhuh..."
In accordance with the agreement, Afrian and Hiana will present something to Asha.
"A beautiful surprise, isn't it??"
Hiana nodded her head in response to her sister's question.
"It's going to happen in a few minutes. We just watch everything. Haha..." Hiana's words ended with her evil laughter.
Chequek.
The sound of opening the door was heard by Afrian's ears and also Hiana who was in Hiana's room.
"Hia, in a minute. Come on!" Afrian invites his sister out to witness something he says is 'Surprise'.
Asha was surprised to find her parents sitting with serious faces on the sofa. Above is also a map. Asha's mind suddenly felt incompetent.
Especially this is God, too,,. Inner Asha.
"Assalamualaik." Sapa Asha as she walked up to her mother and father to kiss their hands.
"Sit down!" Edi to Asha.
With a sense of confusion, Asha finally sat down.
"Ashe! Father asked, you stop writing!"
Duars!!!
Asha's heart seemed to explode hearing the words of his father.
"What father mean?" Asha asked for an explanation.
"Look at the map [referring to the map on the table that Asha had seen]. That's a map that contains psychological results and your EEG one month ago. It says you are not healed. The doctor tells you not to think much, because it will make your condition worse. So the Father does not want you to write. Because with you write, you make your brain work. Your brain will get more depressed and exhausted." Obviously Edi.
"But with Asha writing, Asha instead feels happy sir! There was no feeling of distress and fatigue that the father had mentioned." Denying Asha.
"Please Asha, we are tired of your care growing up." Diah also gave an explanation.
"But Asha is good! Sir!" Asha refuted.
"Just father and mother mutusin, Asha can no longer write. Point!" Edi keukeuh's.
"Whatever!"
Asha immediately stood up from her seat and went away. He went into his room and locked it.
"Yes Allah... Why should it be written? Why does Asha have to stay nulis?" Asha asked.
Uh! The moza! I called Moza?. Inner Asha.
"Hello?" Sapa Asha on the other end of the phone.
"The moza! I want to meet you in the garden. Can ya?!". Asha Pinta.
"Thank you!". Asha thanked me when Moza said yes.
Asha came out of her room carrying a small bag in the necklace and a face that was still staring at the pleasure.