Love for Bia

cafe

Bima Mahardika, the name of the man who was sitting in the living room of his apartment. Bima looked at the watch on his right hand, the time was already seven o'clock at night. Adzan's voice echoed, Bima immediately rose from her seat. Taking ablution and doing his duty as a servant, praying Isha.

Bima raised his hand, recited and prayed. After he finished storing the container back on the bed, Bima picked up the phone and also the key to the goal of rushing to a place.

On the way, Bima in a quiet companion. A little boredom attacked him, Bima immediately turned on a song. Bima sighed as she was stuck in traffic, arriving at her destination. Bima got out of the car after the car was parked, he took a breath out of his nose slowly and then exhaled very fresh, he said.

Bima looked at an inscription that was on top of the coffee shop. The writing was big, now he will be a visitor and tomorrow become the boss. Bima went inside, he looked around looking so crowded by visitors. The man had trouble getting a seat.

"There's no empty space?" bima asked a woman using an apron. The woman approached him, Nana immediately nodded. "There's Mas but next to the corner."

"Judah I took that place." Nana nodded.  "Good, Mas. Let me take you there." Bima followed the footsteps of the woman in front of him, the man frowned when he reached the place indicated by Nana.

"Please Mas."  A chair in the corner, yes, so corner that no one can see it. "This is the place?" tanya Bima made sure.

"Yes, Mas. For a slightly special place already full, it was behind him the wall that Mas occupied."

Bima nodded, he dropped his body on the available chair. "What do you want to order?" ask Nana politely.

"Isspeso."

"Good, Mas."

Bima pulled out the phone in his pocket, he looked around looking comfortable here. This place is specifically for someone who likes to be alone, while writing and listening to songs that are heard throughout the cafe.

"This is the coffee." Nana kept the coffee on the table.

Bima nodded, he contacted Deni saying he really likes some privacy rooms and some visitors are very comfortable. 

"Pas," said Bima when tasting the esspeso in his hand. This coffee is very good, very in accordance with what he wants. 

Elsewhere, Bia is cleaning up the cake she made tomorrow. The employee who usually makes cakes suddenly on leave is forced to replace Bia, making cakes is the girl's specialty.

"Make everything?" bia asked Bhishma, the man nodded as his hand picked up the flour that Bia was going to use tomorrow.

Bia scratched her non-itchy head, after she saw all the materials that had accumulated on the table. "I think less, flour is just as healthy."

"Without any other stock?" ask Bisma. Bia shook her head, it had been a few days that they had not gotten the items that the cafe wanted for various reasons.

"There is."

"How come?"

"Yes had to buy, later Bia same Nana who bought."  Bisma shook her head. "Don't Bia, let Mas be with Nana."

"Yaudah deh, now Mas mumpung cafe is quiet again. Oh, yes this is what Bia wrote less on her paper afraid you two forgot."

"Okay, Bi." Bia wrote some of the items that will be purchased on paper, after finishing the paper he gave to Bhishma. "Here you are, let's not let anyone miss you back."

"Ready, Bi."

Bima raised his hand to call the Cafe employee who was not far from him. Nana who was there approached him. "Can I help you?" tanyakanya.

"Many Mas, special ones there are cake macha, chocolate papa and more. I can see it here." Nana showed me the order book she had brought.

Bima nodded, started reading it. "I want what you just say."

"Good Mas."

Nana ran a little backwards. He's looking for someone who turns out Bia is in the kitchen with Bhishma. "Mom!" scream Nana.

"There's a percent cake." Bia nodded. "Special cake, Ma'am."

"okay." Bhishma pulled Nana's hand, making the girl speechless. "What Mas?"

"Anter."

"Where?" ask Nana.

"Buy stuff."

"Oh, come on."

Nana looked towards Bia. "Mbak Nana comes out first, nitip the order. Oh he's the one who messes in the room usually, Ma'am. Mas-mas handsome loh, Mbak suitable for Mbak Bia."

Bia shook her head hearing the words uttered by Nana earlier. Bia brought the cake, when he got there he fell silent.

Bima was stunned when she saw Bia who was walking towards him while carrying the cake she had ordered. "Mas Bima," said Bia in the heart.

Bia sighed, smiling as she kept the order on the table. "Please enjoy." Bia turned her body.

"Bi." Bia. "What's up, Mom?".

"Can I talk to you for a second?" ask Bima.

Bia shook her head, she couldn't possibly chat here and left her obligations there. "Well, Bia's busy."

"Yes, I'll be home together. I'll wait here until you get home."

"I can go home by myself."

Bima shook her head. "There's something I'm going to say, so come home with me."

Bia had to nod. "Okay, I'm sorry." After Bia disappeared, the smile on Bima's face did not stop. He just found out that Bia works here and later he can see the girl every day.

"A pleasant destiny" said Bima.

Bia heaved a sigh of relief as he returned on the spot. Bia scratched his head, confused. He had agreed to the invitation from Bima and Bia could not possibly reject it let alone the man who proposed to him yesterday. Someone she will know in the future and may become her husband in the future.

"Jeez, Bi. How to Lo iain." Bia patted her forehead.