
That morning Alma decided to go shopping for kitchen needs to the traditional market. For a long time he did not struggle with his hobby, which is cooking. Alma will make her favorite cake, chocolate cake. He rushed to the market on his favorite motorcycle. Arriving at the market, he immediately looked for anything needed. He would also buy groceries to stock up on at home. Alma is very troublesome if every day you have to go shopping to the market. When Alma was busy choosing the material he was going to buy, suddenly there was someone who patted him on the shoulder and greeted him.
"Haiy." said. Alma looked at someone, and she was very surprised by what she saw. Who else if not Dipta, the man who made him very curious. Alma smiled at the Creator.
"How come you can be here, Dipta?" tanyanya. Where there are today handsome men seem to be willing to overheat to shop at the traditional market. Dipta laughed gigglingly at the expression of the girl in front of him.
"Yes buy Al, yes, come here to swim" he chuckled. Dipta didn't expect to meet Alma here. A girl as beautiful as her was still willing to shop to a traditional market like this. If any other girl wants to.
Alma smiled in response to the man's answer. With ease he again enjoyed the shopping atmosphere. The Creator followed him from behind. It's just like bodyguard, hehehee.
Dipta continued to observe the girl in front of him, he greatly admired the girl. Already independent, smart, beautiful, sweet and nice to chat with. Aahhh, what is this feeling, I can think like this, he murmured in his heart.
"Do you want to shop here, Dipta?" the question surprised me. I was a little nervous, confused as to what to answer. He did not want the girl in front of him to know who he really was.
"Oh yes, I was given the task of my job to shop for restaurant needs every day. So yeah I have to come here every morning." she lied back. He felt a little guilty for lying to the girl. But all this was done for his own good. He did not want everyone to want to be friends with him just because of his status as a boss.
"Ehmmm, about where you are there still job vacancies not Dip? I want a job that is in line with my hobby. For my online shop can I make side work." he said expect. Alma not only wants cooking to be a hobby for her, but also a job for her.
He was confused as to how, he did not know what to answer. He fears his identity will be exposed if Alma works at his restaurant. However, it was more her pity if she let the girl work somewhere else. Counting that he could look at her every day, right? He immediately made a decision so that Alma could work in his place.
"Oh, it still seems Al. But just as a waitress, how?" reply Dipta assured the girl. Alma nodded in agreement, and did not forget to thank him while smiling at the man. She was very happy, finally able to work as she wanted, even though only as a servant.
"That's what I am first, Alma. I'll tell you later, when can you get to work!" sahut Dipta left Alma first. Alma nodded and smiled.
After a long struggle with his shopping, Alma immediately rushed to go home. She can't wait to make her favorite chocolate cake. When she got home, it turned out that Meyla had been waiting for her arrival. His friend looked lacklustre. Alma immediately approached the sabahatnya. "Why are you Mey, how lethargic is that?" tanyanya astonishment. Meyla wasn't usually like that, she was a very chatty girl, so when it looked like it made Alma a little worried.
"My script hasn't been inACC Al, but it's been a week. The lecturer is hard to find." he replied a little lethargic and uninspired. Alma also tried to calm her friend.
"Please Mey, I'll help you. Until your thesis is over. I promise, don't be sad anymore." he said encouragingly. Meyla was a little relieved to hear the words of her best friend, they embraced, and immediately entered the house.
Elsewhere Dipta kept thinking about the girl. I think something new came into his life. It was just that he was afraid that his heart would reject all of this. While he was wrestling with his thoughts, Dipta recalled Alma's will this morning. Finally he decided to call Alma, he would tell her about his work.
π"Yes hello, Dipta. What's up?" it's at the end of the phone.
π"Alma, about work you can start work tomorrow. Are you ready?"
π"Haahhh? Really, Dipta? Yes, it is ready. Thank you very much, Dipta, have told your boss." he smiled happily
π"Sama-sama, Alma. Glad to help you." she replied feeling guilty for lying to the girl. Ready or not, you have to be prepared if one day the girl knows who she really is.
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Today is the first day for Alma to work. Alma was ready for her job. He is ready to serve customers who come to the restaurant. Deftly Alma wrote all his customers' orders. He did not want to disappoint all the customers who came. Unknowingly the Creator had noticed it from a distance. He was very amazed at the girl, never complaining in the slightest about what she had done. Other employees are increasingly surprised to see the behavior of the boss. Who exactly is the girl, to make the boss turned like this.
It was getting late, more and more customers were coming. Untiringly Alma continues to serve customers very well. However, there was a slight taste that stuck in him. Who exactly is the owner of this restaurant, why can't he see his boss. Even with that much she could directly work in this place, it was strange.
Finally the clock has shown at 22:00, the restaurant sign has closed to serve customers. All the employees were busy before their time to go home. It was a tiring day for Alma, but she was very impressed with her work. Everything is done, ready to go home. The resto door is ready to close. All the employees say goodbye to going home.
"Home home, boss, good night." said an employee to Dipta, saying goodbye. Dipta just nodded while smiling. Without realizing it there was someone behind him, hearing all that.
"Whataa, boss?" the voice sounded loud and startled Dipta for a moment. As he tried to turn his body around, Deeggggg. his mouth immediately stiffened, dumbstruck by what he saw. At once the look on his face flushed red, not knowing what to answer, what to explain.
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