Find Me in 1000 Years

The Feeling is Never Wrong

Ejiro easily carried the girl on his shoulder.

"Down me, brother!"

The kimono-clothed man turned his head towards Ken. He kicked the drunk man until he fell to the floor. "Aah!"

"Sister! You've gone too far!" mira shouted furiously but she could not do anything with the body that had been made helpless by her brother. "Sir Ken! Brother Ken, help me!"

But in vain. Ken's slow movements make him lose the girl. When he woke up, there was no one in the room. "Mmd? I heard what sound? Am I dreaming? I'm dreaming ...." Again he looked back at the room. He was alone. Then he threw himself on the floor and slept.

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Lucas was surprised to see Ken early in the morning already skinning potatoes. Especially then followed by Min Shi and Irene who came together. They whisper to each other and Lucas steals the listen. "True, last night I met her boyfriend. Beautiful too. I thought she was making things up when she mentioned another woman's name, but it turns out her boyfriend came to pick her up."

"Oh ...." Irene listened to her friend's story.

A boyfriend? Hah ... there is something that interferes with my plan, the inner man was upset.

Before long Balto came and checked the preparations. "Ken, please make more broth like yesterday."

"What's? But it's just an experiment because it's not the menu of this restaurant," said Ken gawking as he stood up.

The middle-aged man touched both jaws with his fingers. "I intend to include the broth in the restaurant's food menu so I'm also waiting for your creation, Lucas. I want my men in the creative kitchen. Ken with his heart and Lucas either with cooking especially. I gave you both the same chance."

Lucas was upset. Is it easy to create the creations a restaurant needs? It is very difficult and Ken with the help of their boss gets creations easily. Balto just said and Ken made it. He now has to be confused with the creations he has to make. Their boss didn't even help him give any clues at all. "All right."

"You got a week, huh?"

"Yes, sir." Lucas limp.

By noon Ken's homemade broth was ready along with Balto's broth, their boss. Ken then began to continue peeling the potatoes. No one knows, since last night's beer, the man's body was not well. He's a little nauseous and dizzy. Especially when kissing the broth she made. But the defense collapsed as well while sitting down and peeling potatoes. He ran to the toilet because he wanted to vomit.

"Ken, what's wrong with you?" Balto, who saw the man running to the toilet, was worried.

Soon the sound of water rushing. Ken came out of the toilet with his mouth rubbed.

"What's wrong with you, Ken?" The bule man asked, but not a second had passed, Ken returned to the toilet. He looked at Lucas. "What's wrong with her? Was he drunk last night?"

"Oh, yes. He was drunk last night. He came with us to the bar and drank the most" Lucas told his boss.

The middle-aged bule man raised both his hands. "Huh, you young man. He must have remembered the problem again, heh!" Bule was waiting for the Japanese man in front of the toilet, while Lucas approached Ken's broth.

At that time, the servants were in the dining room. Quickly the burly man put something into Ken's broth, and then closed it again. In that moment he was also relieved.

The Japanese man came out of the toilet with a pale face.

Balto touched his forehead. "You have a fever, Ken. You better take your medicine and sleep."

"But, what about the job here?" ken replied worriedly for fear of distressing many.

"But the potatoes ...," said the Japanese man, pointing to the potatoes that are still plentiful and not peeled.

"'And there are many people here, because before that you didn't exist. We're used to it without you and again without you, so just take your break and go to bed. Come on, I'll give you some medicine to get well soon."

Ken follows Balto to his office, while Lucas again approaches a pot containing Ken's homemade broth. He took the time to stir it up with a satisfied smiling mouth.

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Ken's awake. He saw the clock at the table showing at 12 o'clock five minutes.it was a sign that the lunch hour had begun. "Oh, I can't be late."

He immediately opened the blanket and shifted down while rubbing his eyes. The man did not want to miss to help with anything in the kitchen of the restaurant at this time.

After washing his face cleanly, he ran down the stairs leading to the kitchen. His body that is back in shape makes him excited again to work.

He unintentionally glanced towards the dining room and looked at the man again. Well, Mr. Ramires. This time it came earlier than yesterday. The man was waiting for lunch at his favorite table in the middle.

He seems to be the type of person who likes crowds, pays attention to others, and also becomes the center of attention. It's nothing, that guy is handsome. Not only because of his sharp nose and white skin, and his thick eyebrows, but his face that resembles a statue of a Greek god is natural to be worshiped. Moreover, the look on his face implying a mature man made him appear dignified.

Ken walked into the kitchen as Irene brought food and drinks in a tray outside.

"Ah, Mr. Ramires ordered your first broth, Ken," said the woman excitedly as she passed by.

"Oh."

Lucas smiled cunningly in a stealthy manner from the table where he separated the groceries. Feel, Ken. Mr. Ramires will scold Mr. Balto because his men are not working properly anymore, like I used to. Hopefully, Mr. Balto realized, do not carelessly use cheap broth from a beginner to the restaurant menu. That's consequently.

Justright. Before long Irene entered in a hurry and looked for Balto. "Sir, sorry. Mr. Ramires calls you again."

"What else is a person ...." The man snorted in annoyance. It'sit's nothing. Orders were many, the man called out to him. "This time should be important, because this call is already very disturbing." He took off his apron and came out.

Ken and Irene peeked out from behind the two-way door, wanting to make sure what was going on. Ken was worried because there was a time to enter the man's cooking. It looks like Balto tried his cooking and he frowned. Suddenly, the Japanese man's heart was pounding.

Moreover, Balto returned to the kitchen. He without saying anything immediately approached the pot containing Ken's broth. He opened the lid of the pot and saw that the broth was a little darker than before. The man took a spoon and tasted it. Back he frowned.

Ken's approaching. He was also surprised to see the color of the chest a little dark. "Lho, why is the color like this?"

"Lho, wasn't it like this?" asked the bule man in surprise.

"No, I'm sure 'cause I'm filtering the fat on it clean."

"This caldu can't be worn, Ken because the taste has changed. For a while we'll stop using your chest before the other customers complain." He looked at Irene. "Please tell Min Shi, we used the menu earlier."

Ken is still flabbergasted. All his life he never had any problems in making broth, why did he fail this time? The man turned around. "I'll apologize to Mr. Ramires."

"Hey, Ken. You can't go there!" yelled Lucas warned.