Last For Forever

Rasa

Just now the black hijab woman came out of the employee room, her friend who had finished his work time immediately gave a piece of paper containing the order to him. Lesti snorted, even though today he wanted to rest and relax, considering last night until now the figure of Raziq still likes to terrorize his life. Though all the ways Lesti has done, ranging from meditation to throwing away all the goods given by Raziq. However, Raziq's handsome face and shady gaze still lingered in his thoughts and feelings.

Oh, my goodness Raziq! Why do you feel so alike! Why not just turn it back! Ish, bete me!

Lesti sighed, and started making orders for the customer sitting at table 12. During the order work, Lesti endlessly took a breath and exhaled slowly for her heart to calm down.

“Why lo, just started daydreaming same bete it!” cetus Ardia who also started making orders.

“Gue looks like a bucin of the same weight as Raziq. Yes, he was present in my dream with his future wife. Not in real life, not in a dream, as if happy to see me suffer!” reply Lesti who started concocting the ordered coffee.

“Jeez, why is the former mulu being discussed? It's working hours, can you guys be more professional and do not need to bring personal problems at work?” a bespectacled male chirp with a tray containing a used container in his hand.

“Iya, sorry. This part is very sweet ex, if not sweet and easy to forget,” said Lesti, melas. He carries his order, and before presenting in front of the customer he exhales slowly, again.

Lesti was silent for a moment, slowly her smile expanded as her steps had arrived at table number twelve. “Excuse.” Lesti serves two pieces of caramel sandwiches, and a pair of Creamy latte coffees in front of these two well-appointed men.

The black-robed man smilingly signified his gratitude to him, while the handsome man in blue shirt was speechless looking at him full of charm. Lesti immediately turned her face away, as the gaze pierced within her eyeballs which made her heart react. However, immediately Lesti neutralized and smiled lowered his head, full of respect.

“Happy enjoying!”

Deftly, Lesti turned around and faced the customer who called out to him while raising his hand. Just as his foot had advanced a few steps, someone from behind also called out to him, even he approached him.

“Hai, we finished opening the studio next to this place. We didn't see any of the employees here who were present to the opening event maybe because of busy times, huh? So we split the voucher, and one voucher is valid for one week. You can take photos with other employees in our studio.” The man in black shirt gave him a piece of black paper with gold inscription.

“Oh!” Lesti smiled. “Thank you.” Lesti lowered her head, and turned to another customer to record her order.

Finished recording the customer's order, Lesti returned to the bar and began executing the food and drink written on the order paper. However, before actually preparing everything, he gave the voucher card to the bespectacled man who happened to be present from behind the door connected to the kitchen while carrying a handsome bread for display.

“Nih, studio photo voucher!” Lesti showed the voucher, then kept it on top of the storefront.

“Boiled! Voucher from whom?” Ardia smiled at the voucher.

The man put the bread he brought into the storefront, arranged it neatly. Meanwhile, his hearing captures the absurd chatter of his two super chatty co-workers.

“Tuh!” Lesti pointed her chin towards table number twelve. “Say they just opened a studio photo next to where we are.”

Ardia squinted her eyes, then opened wide as two handsome men were photographed. “Crazy handsome!” praise Ardia. “By tuh, lo gebet Les!” continue, making Lesti flinch.

“Astaghfirullah! No one can beat Raziq!” disconnections.

“Start again! I report to the new boss tau!” ketus men with glasses.

“Astaghfirullah Putra, why the hell lo, even though we chat like this, we are still professional! My astonishment!” reply Lesti while stopping his work. “Don't be so stiff at work, just relax!” continued.

The man named Son shook his head and went to the kitchen to bake bread and do other work.

“Udah, deh, Les. Lo do not want, Putra, will be your target to be a famous friend. If because you talk like that earlier, then he does not want how?” ardia said slowly.

Lesti was silent for a while, then turned to Ardia. “Lo settle this, I want to talk first with Son. Please, yes!”

The woman with the cheeks slightly soaked, went to the kitchen and displayed her slash expression. Lesti stood beside the Son, with both hands he hid behind his back.

“Put, sorry yes, if my speech earlier made you fall apart. I know, lo shift chairman, but we also need that entertainment. You're sorry for me, right?” lesti.

“To the point only, surely you have any desire if gini,” beber Putra.

Lesti's chest stirred when he heard the Son's appreciable response made his soul wrangle. If not at work, or his position is not heartbroken, maybe one of his hands has landed on the head of this bespectacled man. However, for the sake of smoothness everything he held, and was only ventilated with a breath.

“You don't want to be my winner?” lesti.

The sound of roasting and the splashing of water came out of the tap, as if the silence was absorbed by what Lesti had just said. The son turned his head, looking at Lesti so deeply, as deep as a mariana trench.

Getting such a look, Lesti lowered her head showing the clenched hand movements. His chest rippled, was he mispronouncing like that? Will the Son reject him and then hate him? If this happened, it was likely that he would scold Ardia.

Lesti did not expect to get a response like this from a male figure who when talking soberly, and the topic of conversation was always boring. Until his mind is split about the post stating that the emotions of a quiet person are more terrible than people in general. Yes, now that Lesti admitted it, Son looks like a cold-blooded killer with such a gaze.

“Why should I?” said the Son at last.

“It's not because I'm single, is it?” The son still maintained his gaze. I want to be the most special part of my life, Les! Inner continues.

Lesti raised his head, then shook his head. “It has nothing to do with it, Put!”

Son smile.

“Not to smile,” said Lesti when he saw Putra put on a smile.

The son dampened his smile, and frowned, astonished. “Why?”

“Lo cooler with cold expression lo!”

For the sake of his holy book Sun Go Kong, now the breast of the Son is very strong. Is this what it feels like to be praised by the woman he loves? The son felt in the vast and beautiful savannah with the presence of one beautiful woman who was none other than Lesti Andriyani.

“Put, Son!” exclaim Lesti.

The son blinked, and immediately he neutralized also turning his face for a moment from Lesti's face.

“Why the hell? So, how about, yeah, want to? Plis!” please Lesti.

As soon as the breath was perfectly blown, the Son looked back at Lesti. “What time?”

Lesti boughtak happy, reflexes, he gives a hug to the Son for a second. “Yeay! Thanks Son, later pick me up at nine o'clock yes, don't forget tomorrow!” Lesti was really enthusiastic when Son agreed to it.

Raziq, look at it later!

Meanwhile, Putra froze again when the warm feeling channeled thanks to Lesti's embrace ambushed his body. Just this time, the hugs that were supposed to warm, instead made it frozen, not warty.

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Billar began to lay down his body in his work chair, he began editing the photos to be printed later so that the results are maximized. However, his mind instead described the figure of the black-hijab maid earlier. One look, for a moment the figure of Amanda vanished in his shadow. Only one look? Many times, many hours, or forever? Happily seems.

“Cieee who successfully moved on!” chirps Arfan while leaning his body in the doorway. “Lo sure, want model like her?”

“Emang why?” ask Billar.

“Ya, nothing, sih.” Arfan. “As long as he makes you happy, why not?”

Billar's hands clenched together before his face. “I guess I'll take this studio. Download the one in Jakarta.”

Arfan knitted one of his eyebrows together, before his laughter finally broke to silence Billar's study. Arfan does not believe that his nephew will move on this soon, let alone the love story between Billar and Amanda lasts for two years, and in a matter of seconds, the man in front of him can already be free from the figure of Amanda just because of the hijab woman who does not know what her name is.

“Lo must be a girl! He made Billar Aswindra move faster! Crazy!” exclaim Arfan happy.

“Udah, noisy!” ketus Billars.

“Beda ya if again in love, ketus also mesem-mesem!” goda Arfan, before leaving his nephew's study.

“Bacot lo!”

As soon as Arfan disappeared from his room, Billar revealed a smile. He did not expect just because of the figure of the woman, the figure of Amanda immediately disappeared in his mind. Is it possible, this is a sign that the universe is slowly giving way to his heart problems?

Oh, my God, if he's for me, make it easy to get close to him!

Wait ... has his heart just claimed hope to the woman? It's Crazy! The sweet woman made her feelings and thoughts flinch, wanted to quickly get to know, get close, then take things seriously. But ... If he already has one, how?

Aw, ****! Patience Bi, you have to be patient, you can not expect too much from the woman. Maybe the universe is testing you again, Bi. Relax ... you need to be calm!

Billar closed his eyes, adjusting his sudden involuntary breathing. After that, he again focused his gaze on the computer screen which showed a family figure posing happily.

Anyway you must be calm, must be patient, do not be easily provoked! Back, his heart gave a message so that he was calm and not too carried away.

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