Love for Almira

21. Cafe.

Almira just silently listened to Faisal's words. If only her ex-husband thought the same as Mr. Faisal, maybe now she is not divorced with Tomy.

Astagfilrullahaladzim, why remember Mas Tomy, said Almira in his heart.

Faisal turned his car into a cafe. The cafe looks quite crowded by visitors.

“Down, yuk. We have lunch here,” Faisal said after parking his car.

Almira opened her seat belt and opened the car door, but Faisal suddenly held her hand. Almirah turned to Faisal.

“If you meet Tomy inside, I hope you calm down. Let me deal with it,” said Faisal.

Almira turned to the cafe and turned back to Faisal.

“Why did Mas bring me here?” ask Almira.

“Food here is delicious, the place is spacious and suitable for garden parties. I brought you here so you could see the atmosphere. This place is recommended for weddings,” Faisal said.

“But not enough for three thousand people?” ask Almira.

“Let's ask that to his manager,” Faisal said.

Then Faisal let go of Almira's hand.

“Let's go down,” says Faisal.

Almira got out of Faisal's car. Frankly he was a little scared when Faisal mentioned Tomy's name. He's afraid to meet Tomy here.

Yes, Allah may I not meet Mas Tomy. Aaamiin, Almira said in her heart.

“Ayo, Mir,” said Faisal who resuscitated Almira from his daydream.

Then Almira walked next to Faisal to the cafe. The atmosphere of the cafe is quite crowded with visitors who are having lunch. Even though the lunch hour is over, the cafe still looks crowded.

“Where do you want to sit? Here or outside? Or want above us mojok,” said Faisal while teasing Almira.

“Mas!” exclaiming Almira while glaring.

“Iya, sorry Mother boss,” said Faisal with a sorry face.

Almira finally chose to eat in the room. They sat next to a glass window, so they could look into the garden behind the cafe.

A cafe waiter came over while giving a menu list. Almira looked at the menu list, so confused to choose all the food looks good.

“Here the fried pigeons taste good,” said Faisal.

“Birds? Hard no, Mas?” ask Almira.

Because asau Almira if the meat of birds is usually hard.

“The meat is tender, not hard,” Faisal replied.

“By me, Almira wants butter fried pigeons,” says Almira.

“Drink what?” ask Faisal.

“Ice lemon tea,” Reply Almira.

After taking note of the servant's order left.

Almira watched the garden behind the cafe. True said Faisal, the garden behind the cafe is indeed suitable for garden parties. But is it enough to hold three thousand more people?

“Mas,” call Almira.

“Hmm,” Faisal replied while focusing on his phone.

“Cafe is not enough to accommodate three thousand guests?” ask Almira.

Faisal put down his phone.

“Why?” ask Faisal.

“About this cafe is not enough to accommodate three thousand guests?” ask Almira again.

“Mas also do not know, but later we ask the manager,” Faisal replied.

Almira kept looking around the cafe.

“Mas, definitely the price of the food is expensive. Let alone this for three thousand people,” Almira said.

“There is a possibility that the food is expensive maybe one portion is the cheapest one hundred and twenty-five thousand. But for places they usually do not attract payment. The advantage they can only from food.”

“But later we ask the manager. Intentionally Mas invite you here let you look at the atmosphere and you can enter into the list of places for the wedding of Rafi and Dini,” said Faisal.

A servant came to take their order.

“Thank you,” said Almira after the waiter served food on the table.

“Now we eat first,” said Faisal while wiping his spoon and fork with tissue.

They eat quietly. It turns out that it is true said Faisal buru dara fry is very tasty and tender, no need to spend extra energy when eating it.

“How, good is the food?” faisal asked to see Almira enjoying her meal.

“Enak, Mas,” replied Almira while brandishing her thumb.

After finishing eating, Faisal told Almira to wait for a while, as Faisal was about to pay for the food.

“Mbak, cafe manager no?” faisal asked the cashier after paying the food bill,

“Manager we're out, sir. What do you need, yes?” ask the cashier.

“I want to book this cafe for a wedding. Can you not think, Ma?” ask Faisal.

“Waduh who can answer only our manager. Just contact our manager,” replied the cashier.

“Ask cafe dong phone number, “ says Faisal.

Then the cashier gave the cafe's business card.

“Thank you, Ma'am.” Then Faisal left the cashier.