Like Marrying a Boy

SMB 01

Today Agnes is very happy because she started working at a restaurant owned by Gatra. An experience that was just about to begin because he had never worked at all. Never mind working, washing dishes used to eat alone, Agnes never did it because Janu really treated Agnes like a queen in her home. Whatever was needed, there was already a servant on standby nearby. But not for now. Agnes had to get used to being independent.

Agnes' smile expanded as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Two braided hair and wearing a special shirt of a restaurant waiter owned by Gatra. Even though it's just an employee uniform, but Agnes really likes it. Rather than dresses with all the models she had ever had and Agnes was already bored by it.

"Ah, I didn't expect that it was now officially a restaurant employee at this time." Agnes tidied the front bangs so as not to disturb her vision. That geeky appearance still made Agnes confident.

After being satisfied to stare and admire himself, Agnes rushed out of the room because soon Gatra would come to pick her up. The man promised to pick Agnes up every day. Just out of the room, Agnes is shocked by Margaretha's sudden arrival. Like a jelangkung only. Came not picked up, returned not delivered. Uh! Stopit! Don't drive. If he really comes, can be bothered eike. wkwk

"Beautiful to you, Nes." Margaretha smiled as she praised Agnes. The actual smile contained a plunge due to the appearance of Agnes who was exactly an Elementary School child. Very geeky.

Agnes who was happy because of the plunge wrapped in praise was immediately pretending to push the tip of her hair back. Very centile style. Margaretha who saw it just shook her head. Really, this behavior of her sister is very unique. Still like a child.

"Etha. Is Mas Gatra ahead?" agnes asked as there was no more talk between them.

"Yet. You better have breakfast first while waiting for Mas Gatra to come." Margaretha invited Agnes to breakfast, but the girl refused. She kissed Margaretha's cheeks and ran out of the house when she heard the horn from outside.

"I'm leaving, Etha. I love you." Agnes walked away without caring for Margaretha who was chasing after her out of concern for the girl. Margaretha breathed a sigh of relief as Agnes had already gotten into Gatra's car. Waving his hand as the car left the house.

"Agnes ... Agnes .. how sorry are you. I should at least be more grateful to see you. My life is so much better."

***

Gatra drove his car at medium speed even seemed slow. Either because it was still morning or indeed Gatra wanted to be alone for a long time. Only Gatra's heart knows that.

"Are you sure you can work at my restaurant?" ask Gatra. His gaze looked disdainful despite the glance and Agnes did not like that.

"of course. Do you doubt me?" Agnes crossed her arms and returned Gatra's gaze no less fierce. As if challenging the man.

"God, you underestimated me? I'll prove that I can work well!" Agnes glanced at Gatra like a crumbling little boy. Gatra also tried to hold back the laughter with Agnes' childish behavior.

"I want to see proof from you" Gatra said defiantly.

"Okay, I'll prove it to you. I'm sure you'll be speechless with my performance. But, now I want us to stop at the front stall. I need hard work to work. So, I want breakfast there," Agnes pointed to a roadside food stall that was not too crowded with customers. Seen inscription rice and fried.

"Are you not having breakfast yet?" Gatra glanced at Agnes at a glance then refocused on the steering wheel.

"Not yet, I just wanted breakfast, but you've come. So, now you have the responsibility of buying me breakfast," said Agnes casually. Actually it was just Agnes' reason because she did want to have breakfast outside.

"God, how cunning is your brain." Gatra shook his head, but Agnes smiled happily. "But unfortunately I don't want to stop. We'd better have breakfast at the restaurant. More assured quality and cleanliness."

"But I want breakfast there." Agnes remained firm. Really, he really wants to eat on the side of the road, not in a restaurant that he's obviously used to.

"No. We'll still eat at the restaurant." Gatra still refused. Both are determined to stick to their decision. However, Gatra instantly panicked when he heard Agnes's deafening cry. In fact, the cry of the bell so filled the car that made Gatra upset himself and stopped his car because he did not want to happen bad things to them if his focus was disturbed.

"Shut up!" Gatra half snapped. Agnes was immediately silent even though it was still as unwilling. Seeing the sad face of Agnes, Gatra became unable to bear to himself. "Why are you crying like a child? What do you want?" Gatra asked as he clenched his teeth, it was obvious that the man was holding back emotions.

"I-I'm just gonna eat there." Agnes answered while stammering due to her sobbing. His index finger still leads to the stall earlier.

"Listen. We'll have breakfast in—"

"Papaaaaa .. I want to eat there. The point! Not a comma let alone a question mark!" Agnes' cries hardened again. Gatra also ruffled his hair violently feeling frustrated with the girl. He was forced to obey the will of the girl.

Oh God. Patience my heart against a spoiled girl like her. I hope my blood pressure doesn't go up fast.