Hugging Memories

The Orched Restaurant

About an hour later, Nasyra talked to Allena, and she decided to say goodbye because she had to go to her restaurant. Since yesterday Fano's accident, Nasyra has not yet set foot where he is most proud of today.

Yeah, it's the restaurant that's been the most fun thing in her life. He can pour his cooking hobby, he can meet various people, what else if he meets customers who are satisfied with his cooking. It was a joyous gift for him.

Nasyra looked at the watch in his hand. Ah looks like I have to leave now, soon lunch hour, surely the restaurant will be crowded consumers, inwardly.

“Allena, sorry it looks like I have to go.” Nasyra said goodbye to Allena.

“Why rush once?”

“I have to go to the restaurant because since yesterday I have not been there. Soon lunch hour, so I want to help them,” said Nasyra while taking her bag that was lying on the chair.

“Yes already, you are careful on the road, yes. Thank you for taking the time to visit Fano,” said Allena, he also stood up to Nasyra who was about to walk. Without awkward anymore, they are already splashing like a friend who is familiar.

In fact, Nasyra and Allena can indeed make peace with the situation, especially with Allena who does not hate Nasyra at all. Though it should be, any wife will certainly be jealous if her husband is close to other women.

Orched Restaurant

Nasyra swung her footsteps as soon as she arrived in front of the restaurant her driver had ushered in. With a radiant face, he began to greet one by one the employees who were working, his friendly smile made the workers more like his boss. Nasyra is a very patient boss, he never once scolded his employees even though he was wrong. He only advises and sets the right example.

“Good day, Mrs Boss!” greeting a woman who looks the same age as Nasyra, she is Nasyra's best friend who also serves as a manager at the restaurant.

“Siang, Felly!” sahut Nasyra with a faint smile.

“Eh pause, that's your eye why red?” reprimanding Felly while observing Nasyra's face looked like he was crying.

“Ah, it was flickering outside, it was forgotten! What about the restaurant yesterday ? What okay. Just?” Nasyra sat on the sofa of her lounge located not far from the cashier's desk.

“Iya dong! Relax, send it all to me!”felly replied excitedly while patting her chest proudly.

“What are you busy now, Fel?”

“Udah no, will be back for lunch. Wh why? Want to buy?”

“I want a story,” answered Nasyra briefly.

“What story? Make me curious!” Felly sat down next to Nasyra.

"Later the story, now I'm going to the kitchen. I'm gonna help you cook." Nasyra stood up and walked towards the kitchen, leaving behind her short-haired friend.

"Woy! Even go, he said he wanted to tell a story."

Lunch time at Nasyra restaurant is quite crowded, many consumers who arrive there. However, not a few employees are allergic to serving customers.

At 14:00, Nasyra took off her apron. He looks tired, his sweat is pouring in his hair. He occasionally wiped his sweat with the back of his hand.

Nasyra rested for a while, resting her body on the soft long sofa, enough to make her body relax. Although Nasyra is a boss, he is not the lazy type, even as much as possible he wants to always intervene directly to serve his customers.

"Now, I make mango juice, go!" Felly walked into Nasyra's room carrying a tray containing one glass of mango juice.

Nasyra shuffled, confirming his sitting position.

"Ah, thank you, I know that I'm thirsty!" Nasyra immediately received and sucked the mango juice up to half a glass.

"Buckoo! Thirsty, Neng?! Slowly drink it, I will not ask," said Felly as he stared at the wonder of Nasyra who drank greedily.

"Bah, now a spit! What story do you want?" ask Felly curious.

"Oh, so you make me juice to bribe me into a story?!" exclaimed Nasyra, even though he had no taste for chatting, he felt very tired.

"Well, did you say yourself want a story, I just ngingetin."

"Udah males, the breath is over. Tomorrow's ajalah!" nasyra said, he returned to lay down his body for a moment.

"Jude, I'm going back to work. Hye!" With no answer from Nasyra, Felly leaves her best friend.

In the afternoon, the bustle of the city is so crowded. Dense vehicles filled the highway that Rama was passing at this time. He had to be more patient to drive himself without a driver, because Mr. Ki had to accompany Nasyra to the restaurant. Congestion that always occurs when the clock home office has become a habit from year to year, Rama continues to grumble in the car.

After a day of work, he can't wait to go home and meet his beloved wife. For him, holding back the longing not to meet for eight hours enough to make him excited to see his wife.

In about thirty minutes, he finally arrived at the front of the house. Nasyra, who was always waiting for her husband's return, went straight down the stairs when she heard the sound of Rama's car arriving. She greeted her husband. Even her housekeeper never opened the door at all. Nasyra only played as much as possible as a wife.

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