Last For Forever

What a Surprising Letter

The hijab-wearing woman really never expected, if in the next ten days she would marry a annoying man who suddenly entered into her feelings because of the cliche invitation at the first meeting. It happened because of a sense of force, and of course he was very worried.

Now he is getting ready to go to work, and the challenge after the wedding date was decided the two agreed not to meet face to face. In fact, Billar happily chose to work from his apartment.

Before leaving, Lesti sat on the mattress while flipping through the invitation letter that fluttered on the nightstand. A pair of names imprinted there in gold.

“Yes God is this a dream? Protect him for your servant,” he said slowly.

Lesti put the invitation letter into the totebag and then left the room after ordering the ojek online. Lesti was silent for a moment when the smell of the cake smelled, he turned his head towards the kitchen.

“Mah, I'm leaving first!” exclaim Lesti while greeting Mala who is busy cooking cakes to entertain guests later.

“Yes, you be careful. Home from work straight home do not hang out first,” added Mala followed by a brief kiss on the forehead of her first child.

“Iya, Mah.” With his jail Lesti plucked a cake in the shape of Patrick Stars' house there, but unfortunately a subtle punch in his hand made him release the cake.

“Ish! Nih, the charred!” Mala thrusting some cakes underneath—sikit—gosong.

Lesti pouting. “Yes Allah, Mah, just one loh.”

“That's for guests!” timpal Mala's. “This is just this, this is the external gosong doang enggak sampe dalem.”

Lesti grabbed some of the cookies and devoured them one by one, until a motor stopped and hid the horn.

“Tuh, ojeknya already dateng, gih depart,” drive Mala while seeing Lesti who is still busy chewing the half-snake cake.

“Iya, Mah. Assalamualaikum.”

“Wa Alaikumsalam.”

Lesti grabbed the helmet that the motorcycle taxi driver handed to him, then put it on before the ojek finally darted towards work.

For whatever sake Lesti felt the strangeness today, usually always picked up by Billar but now back for a moment to the initial suit that is with ojek.

“Tumben is not accompanied by Billar,” said Ardia who also just arrived in front of the store. “Again ya?” guess what, looking at every point of Lesti's expression.

Leati thrust out the money fitting and the helmet alternately, then looked at Ardia with one of her eyebrows raised. “But anger.”

“Why?” ask Ardia curiously.

“Kepo really,” timpal Lesti.

The two entered the store and faced the Son who came out of the employee room. It seemed that the bespectacled man had also just arrived at the shop.

“Again, Put!” greet Ardia.

“Again!” reply short while grabbing the cloth then wiping the bar. “Live get ready, do not chat mulu.”

That's how the Son, after the incident he came back very annoying, although not as thick as before. He also seemed unconcerned by the look on the faces of the two women who passed him.

“It's still morning—” said Lesti.

“Whose day is this who? Nothing, right?” cut the Son quickly. “Part of the rules, at six four five it is ready, not just ready!”

“Yes noble Son, we know. It's still half seven, we're ready it doesn't take half an hour as well,” said Lesti.

“The problem is that if you have talked, you like to forget the time!” reply Putra does not want to lose. “The evidence is already a lot, every night Mr. Ghifar always evaluates.”

“Put—”

“Udah, Les. Yo enter, no end talk to him if in working hours!” sindir Ardia though her heart chuckles at the irritated face of the Son.

“Ish!”

Ardia dragged Lesti into the back room, the batter mess was turned on and the ingredients were mixed there evenly.

“Lo it kek amnesia aja Ti, already know the son of that cake is still laden, diemin aja udah.” Ardia opened the locker and kept her stuff there.

“Ciah jealous!” it was Goda Lesti who also kept his things inside the locker.

Ardia was silent for a moment. “Plis, Ti. Since that incident I don't want to be too creepy again.”

“Gue sorry yes, Ar. But, honestly I am the same Son used to be nothing, ” said Lesti, back to remembering the incident.

Ardia. “Lo is not wrong, Ti. Udah, ah, we have to hunt later there will be angry again.”

After getting ready, Lesti immediately pulled the mop and started down the space in the middle of the scattered bench. All employees at Kejora do have their respective roles, but do not close them to remain instrumental in other processes. Like Lesti, he worked primarily as a waiter, but sometimes he was behind the cashier or even at the roasting.

Ardia who was wiping the table behind gasped. “Hah? What?”

“Iya if I stop working how?” reset Lesti.

“Lo no stop plan, why? Gabby dong, I don't have any more frequency temen gibah dong!” Ardia Whinek.

Lesti chuckles. “Gue just by doang.”

Ardia's gaze squinted trying to find a gap from within Lesti. “Lo hide something from me?”

Lesti shrugged his shoulders unconcerned. “Entah, according to lo?”

“Sih!”

Without them knowing from a distance the Son monitored them, then shook his head slowly. “PROFESSIONAL PLEASE!!!”

The two gasped, simultaneously staring at the Son who was also cleaning the cake window there. Lesti snorted annoyedly as well as Ardia.

“Professional please!” ledek Lesti's. “Tuh, others are also new coming, just relax!”

“Others don't talk as much as you guys,” as always Son.

“Despite chatting both feet hands keep working too!” ketus Lesti's.

“Masa?” putra Ledek.

“Ish, really nice!” hiss Lesti.

“Udah, Ti. Diemin ngapa, just assume he does not exist. Releasing him!” ardia Lerai.

Finally having finished clearing every point of the Coffe and Bakery Kejora, Lesti and Ardia returned to the back room without looking at the Son the slightest bit who was staring at him for a moment.

“Ar,” call Lesti, Ardia approaching. “Lo is my friend, so here I will inform you first to lo.”

Ardia's forehead is wrinkled. “What?”

Lesti reached into totebag, removing a thick paper wrapped in plastic. “Gue will be married!”

Ardia glared and instantly snatched the invitation letter in Lesti's hands quickly, looked at it, read it in silence and seriously. “OMG!!! Crazy one!!! Aaaaa!!”

Ardia hugged Lesti. “No wonder anyway!!”

Lesti just laughed.

“Crazy, you left me, Ti! Oh my God, where is my soul mate? Find me with him immediately!!” ardia Exclamation.

BRAKK!

All the employees suddenly kicked through the door of the room making Lesti and Ardia look at each other in shock.

“Why?”

“What's up?”

“You! Not work even screaming!” The ice-cold gaze of the Son managed to freeze Ardia and Lesti for a few seconds.

“Jesus Son! For what! It's still got another time!” Ardia put his body before the Son, and his gaze swept one by one the faces of the other friends there. “You, tau  ... LESTI WILL BE MARRIED!!!”

Suddenly all fell silent to digest and stared at the invitation letter that Ardia had picked up.

“YEAY!!!” Ardia was excited himself before the others followed the scene.

While Putra exhaled a long breath, at one time his gaze clashed with Lesti who was staring at him. The son smiled sincerely, and Lesti replied to him.

Lesti Congratulations! Putra Gumam.

Ardia instantly fell silent and turned her head towards Lesti, recalling Lesti's question a few minutes ago. “This is the question lo, Ti? Will you stop working?”

“Maybe.”

Ardia hugged Lesti. “Kalo for this I'm okay lo go, Ti. Honestly, I am very happy if you want to get married!”

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