Last For Forever

A Pair of Bread and Coffee

IN this sunny AFTERNOON, Lesti arrived fifteen minutes before the first shift was completed. Because he did not want to be the center of attention and was accused of being careless by others Lesti immediately entered without saying a word. His affairs will be more crowded if he is caught by his coworkers, especially lately he is close to the Son. Yeah, Lesti times are cheap.

All the employees looked busy pampering the customers, none of them greeted him except for a smile. Yes, this is the atmosphere of Lesti's workplace if it's crowded again. Everything is busy and focused, in addition to professionals they are very lazy when dealing with Mr. Ghifar. Angry so spread everywhere, and always far away if mengawang effect because the work of employees is not right.

Lesti changed his suit with employee clothes, slowly his face polished moisturizer and thin powder. Not to forget Lesti also indulges lips balm on his lips to look fresh; not dry. Lastly his whole body was showered with a refreshing perfume for anyone who smelled it.

Because there is still time to relax, Lesti took the time to review the social media. He remembered Billar asking to be followed back, and now he will make it happen. He also tagged it in a story post, wanting to repost but fearing everyone. Let it be, love only on the message screen.

Finished following behind Billar's account, Lesti looked back at Billar's shots that turned out to be cool. The angles are so fitting and aesthetic, Lesti wanted to post it, but he held it. Lesti did not want to rush, especially it was confirmed that the photographer would comment on the post.

One by one the employees who one shift with him arrived, like what he did they began to get ready to replace the suit with a uniform. And yes, the Son has just arrived. Now he was indeed changing, warmer than before. Lesti is not deaf, that their closeness is often the subject of conversation or the joking of her co-workers.

“Hai!” The bespectacled man sat next to him with a faint smile.

Lesti replied with a smile.

“Who were you leaving with?” ask the Son to the point.

“Hm...” Should he be honest, well hopefully this isn't electrifying. “Sama Billar, the photographer,” whispered Lesti.

The son rounded his eyes, one of his eyebrows raised signifying a bombastic shock. But, after Lesti told him not to respond excessively the Son came back ordinary again.

“Since when did you know him?” The son was very curious, he could not believe that his struggle to get close to Lesti turned out to be a rival.

“Three or four days ago,” reply Lesti still carefully.

“Means that when shooting yesterday, actually you guys already know?”

“Iya, I already know.”

The son turned his face away from Lesti. The mind of Putra floated thinking about the photographer's face, ah, the rival was very heavy. However, Putra was determined to continue with his goal. There was no way he could have harbored back this special feeling any longer, let alone his position now was a corner.

The son cannot be silent, he must get everything that is on Lesti. Remember the photographer was just a new person, while he had known Lesti for a long time. Don't let this fact shame him, don't let it.

“Hm, yes, you wait a minute huh?” The son went from beside Lesti to the front bar and the bakery. He took two toast, and two cups of coffee. You should know, Putra will continue to be determined to get Lesti even though he does not know what the end will be.

“That's for whom Put?” ask Ady who just returned from the visitor bench.

“Make me, calm down later I pay, I'm hungry,” reply Son without expression.

The son served two slices of bread, and two cups of late coffee on a tray and took it to the employee's room. Of course, what Putra did attracted the attention of his co-workers, but, Putra did not care what was important now was to have Lesti completely.

“Les, here I bring bread, you eat yes, so that when work will be strong,” said Putra.

“Oh, thanks.” Lesti plucked one of the bread served there, considering that at lunch Billar ordered food that was not filling. Perhaps with a piece of this bread, it could add to his energy.

Their togetherness is photographed by all colleagues even hidden cameras, and all colleagues are made jealous by their behavior. In fact, some of them expressed their disbelief over the notoriously flat, cold, and severe Son they were always arguing. However, I don't know what possessed the two of them until now they get along and look friendly.

“BTW, will you come home want me anterin?” tawar Putra's.

After finishing the remaining food in his mouth, Lesti looked at the Son. “Hm, no, I went home with Billar, sori ya?”

Son nodded. “Yes, but, you be careful. The position you just know him, who knows he has the same evil intentions you?” The son chews his bread back. “You must be careful now many are in mode with selling a sincere face. You understand what I mean?”

Lesti's mind almost agreed with what the Son had just said, but his heart immediately dismissed all that when Billar said about not liking people who lie. But, as a form of appreciation to the Son, Lesti nodded her head.

“Iya, Put, I'm also careful,” reply Lesti.

Not feeling their chat must stop, when Ady revealed that now the time to shift led by the working Son. Before going to the field, Lesti approached Ardia who still looked moody.

“Ar, don't accuse me of nuts forget skin yes,” joke Lesti.

“Hah?”

“Lo why the hell? From yesterday it looks lethargic, dong spirit!” said Lesti.

“The problem is still the same. Btw, how are you getting closer to the Son, you sohan?” Ardia.

“No, ordinary. This is also thanks to you, I have not debated again with him!” Lesti flaunted her smile. “Eh, I'm still curious about the person you mean?” continued.

“Yeah, later also lo tau!”

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In this monochrome room, Billar was endlessly staring at the photo of his collaboration with Lesti. Ah, just one day of carrying out the actual punishment was his wish, already confused with the atmosphere and aura that Lesti emitted. This woman is hard to define. He's too perfect. I hope this is the answer to his prayers these few days.

Moments later, Billar returned to focus on his laptop screen. Instead of continuing the work, Billar instead look for exotic places located in the Flower City. A place that will bear witness to his friendship with Lesti.

When the appearance of his laptop turned into a screen that displayed various recommendations of where to play, Billar immediately ventured to achieve many extraordinary things that he would do with Lesti later.

Billar will take Lesti to walk down the tea garden and play a romp there, or just enjoy nature and the coolness that occurs under the pine tree with a cup of coffee held. Billar can't wait to do that with Lesti, let alone ride a horse down the savanna with a beautiful scenario. Like the prince and princess of the king who is struck by romance, where the prince leads the horse ridden by the princess, or the prince who teaches the princess to ride while archery. Ah, Lesti drove him crazy today.

Billar's imagination is sidetracked when notifications are on the air from his phone. He sees some messages from Arfan, which could destroy everything in one paragraph.

Arphan:

Bii, next week photo shoot in Bali. Management Amanda will send five models to compete in the international arena. I can't handle five models at once, you have to participate in all our new studio promotions.

Arphan:

Tomorrow Haris to Bandung right, later he will explain everything.

Billar:

Ok.

Instantly Billar's body slammed into the back of the chair, the website that revealed the tourist attractions vanished in his shadow as if grieving over this news. Why at any time will he struggle to approach the coveted woman there are always obstacles. In the past, when he shot Amanda there was something shocking where the customer's photo file was missing until there had to be a debate.

Besides being sad, Billar felt uneasy when he heard Amanda's name. The woman suddenly came back to her mind, not to go back with her, but to feel stuck. When he managed to move on, the pieces of the past were even present making the pieces and spinning showing everything.

With a feeling of laziness, Billar continued his work. Forget everything, he has to be a professional let alone the age of his new studio is still very early. And what Arfan just said is true, maybe by displaying photos of some famous models later this studio will be more crowded visited.

Relax Bi, it won't be long. It's important you have to be professional, and be casual when dealing with Amanda....

The name was again involved in his thinking, making the work screen on his monitor again neglected. Billar only realized that until now the photo with Amanda is still on her Instagram, deftly she immediately deleted all rows of photos.

Htc .. tok .. tok ...

“Please enter,” Billar said.

Rendi entered her private room with a brown envelope. “Excuse me sir, here is a letter from the Original Restaurant Bandung.”

“Oh, thanks Ren. Oh, yes, tell you the same others, next week I have a photo shoot to Bali, you guys have to be extra yes, and when the clock has shown at five in the afternoon directly close?” pinta Billar opened the chocolate envelope.

“Siap, Sir! Then excuse me first,” said Rendi while moving from this office.

Billar read the attachment of the letter which turned out to be a letter of cooperation. Billar smiled, the MRB studio that had just opened was immediately spread to the seminar. Well, this seminar did not clash with a photo shoot in Bali like it. If you clash, Billar will decide to go home first, let his friends handle everything.

Not felt, it has been more than three hours Billar languished in his office completed his work. His stomach had been crying out asking to be filled with something filling. This also meant that it was time to look at Lesti at work.

With the spirit of four-five, Billar moved on and called for his employees to take a short break. Incidentally, now the studio has no more consumers in the photo. Most take print and edit.

Billar entered this warm room, and called out to Lesti who happened to turn around and looked at him.

“Gue order your favorite bread two the same favorite drink lo two,” message Billar while showing a row of teeth.

“My favorite chef?” wonder Lesti.

“Gue peimpin lo tastes. Come on, I'm hungry,” said Billar did not dampen his smile.

Lesti immediately moved from before Billar with a thumping feeling. While waiting for Billar's order to be prepared, Lesti delivered another order to the actual customer desk this afternoon was not as crowded as Ady's shift.

Finished prepared, Lesti delivered Billar's order. Before actually arriving before him he let out a short, calming sigh. Lesti presents Billar's order then turns around.

“Lo go where, mementin I jerked. You think I'm gonna eat this much? Two-piece bread, two-cup coffee, yes I overdosed,” Billar said.

Lesti twisted her body. “Gue again work, I can't temenin lo.”

Billar spread his gaze throughout this place. “All customers have their rations. I'll talk to your boss, Mr Ghifar right?”

“But, Bi—“

“Lo scared?” Lesti didn't say. “Where is leader lo?”

Lesti turned her face, and pointed at the bespectacled man who turned out to be staring at her with his chin.

“Putra?”

Lesti nodded.

Billar got up from his seat, approached the Son who still maintained his gaze until Billar faced him.

“Hai, lo Son, right?” ask Billar happily.

The son nodded with his flat face. “Why, any problem with our service?”

“Oh, no. I'm Billar, you know what?”

Son nodded. Of course he knew, after all, Lesti had told him about it plus yesterday he and Lesti had just photographed it.

“Gue wants time for Lesti, I want to chat with him for a minute.” Billar spread his eyes again. “Here all the customers have been fulfilled, so may I ask for time with Lesti?”

****! What the man in front of him did not know, if this request was very disturbing his feelings.

“Bby, right?” Billar repeated his request.

The son does not have a good reason, especially the atmosphere of employees around him looks relaxed. Yes already. The son finally nodded, and displayed his clumsy smile. “Please, ten minutes.”

Billar smiled triumphantly.

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