LOVE OF ORDINARY MEN

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“Liv, can you please? I want to work,” said Alzam Lirih.

“Oh, okay. You want to sit there, right? That way, I'm sitting there well,” said Olivia.

The girl pointed to a table, which was near the place where Alzam used to check the bookkeeping of his store.

The young man just nodded. They also separated. Olivia sat at the table she had pointed at earlier, while Alzam went inside and checked the supplies.

Alzam walked to and fro, carrying a board with paper on it. He checked all supplies, considering that this was the end of the month and Alzam had to record everything that was exhausted and needed to be bought again or expanded.

Olivia was also busy looking at Alzam. His eyes ran to follow where the husband was moving. With both hands propping up his cheeks, he smiled all day because he could see as much as the figure of the man he had always wanted.

I don't know what an Alzam attraction is for Olivia. At first it may be just a curiosity, because Alzam's attitude to him is so polite even when they first met even though they do not know each other, and his cleverness in repairing car engines.

For some girls, men who are automotive smart are considered very cool. Maybe that's how Olivia felt at the time.

However, the longer the curiosity was changed with a sense of awe, and a sense of wanting to have. The sense of wanting to continue with the husband, who despite continuing to refuse with him, but Alzam sometimes shows his soft side, such as when fitting a wedding dress, and this morning.

I will patiently wait for you, until you want to admit if you really want to accept me in your heart, Mas, Inner Olivia.

She was actually conscious, when Alzam was about to kiss her. She really woke up and was just as surprised to see her husband, who was suddenly very close to her.

However, when he heard Alzam berkilah, Olivia also pretended to go back to sleep and forget the incident.

Even when Alzam awakens her for dawn prayers, Olivia, who is indeed a cloud about a Muslim's obligations, blatantly refuses the husband's invitation, upset by previous events.

But after that, he did not know if Alzam went out and walked alone. If only Olivia knew, she would have caught up with him.

The girl was convinced that one day, Alzam would definitely show her blatant attention.

Olivia kept looking at her husband, until the workers started whispering about the way Olivia was watching Alzam. The girl knew she was being talked about, but Olivia remained indifferent and indifferent to all the other people's talk.

All she wanted was to enjoy the present moment, where she could see her husband as fully as possible, even when Alzam was at work. The young man looked more handsome in Olivia's eyes, while being serious about what he was doing.

Suddenly, the girl saw something on Alzam's elbow. He tried to squint his eyes and observe it.

“Mas, the..” says Olivia.

But it came to a halt as Alzam turned around and went back into the kitchen. Olivia who had raised her hand again lowered her and supported her chin.

By midday, Alzam had just finished checking all the supplies in the kitchen and the back shed.

The young man sat in his place, and began counting and writing grocery lists. He is seen compiling a list which he then sends via chat messages to someone.

Not long after, a ring shifted Alzam's focus. Olivia was seen frowning, and put on a face of alert, afraid if the caller is the opposite sex.

Alzam picked him up and spoke to the man across the street. While Olivia got up from her seat and was about to approach her husband.

“Assalamu’alaikum. Jaka brother. What's up, Bang,” greet Alzam.

Hearing the name mentioned by Alzam, Olivia smiled faintly and sat back in her place.

“Cuma ijab kok, Bang. I intentionally did not have a reception. The important thing is, ” replied Alzam.

“Gue goes along with its horrifying arts. May your soul mate ama bini lu lasting, cepet be given momongan as well. Samawa deh pokonya,” said the man named Jaka.

“Amiin. Thanks, Bang. How was my interest the same? Safe no?” ask Alzam.

After chatting, they are talking about business. Apparently, Jaka is a permanent supplier of Alzam shops that delivers almost all shop needs, ranging from quality coffee beans of various types, cake raw materials, to other shop knickknacks.

Olivia continued to stare at Alzam from afar, with a smile that always adorned her face. For some reason, the esona Alzam is like a powerful magnet for Olivia, until the girl is infatuated. Even seeing the way Alzam talks has made him happy not to play.

However, his gaze shifted, when Alzam accidentally turned to a direction, and turned his elbow right towards Olivia. At that time the wife could see clearly that her husband's arm was injured, even though blood had not been seen coming out of it.

He then got up from his seat and approached Amy who was standing guard behind the barista table. Coincidentally, the store was in a crowded state, considering that the time was almost lunchtime.

“Hey, you. No P3K box?” ask Olivia to Nurul's former student.

Amy turned her head and saw her boss's wife standing there.

“P3K Box?” Amy thought while thinking.

“Americano 1, Espresso 1, blueberry muffin 3!” exclaimed a worker carrying a memo containing orders.

“Cappucino ice 2, black coffee 1, red velvet 2,” Excited another person who came to the barista table.

“Ow, Mrs boss. Sorry, shop again. Try looking behind aja deh,” said Amy.

The girl was again busy making orders from the customers who came. Although upset, Olivia will not be able to get angry, because she does not want to get the stamp of the fierce boss mistress of the workers Alzam.

Finally, Olivia decided to buy it at the nearest pharmacy, because the situation behind was as busy as in front.

Alzam took a quick glance as his wife went out of the tavern alone. However, he did not pay too much attention and continued to talk to the permanent suppliers who were across the connection.

Shortly after, the door of the shop opened again and a welcome greeting from the officer was heard. It appears that a woman wearing batik clothes entered the store, carrying a book with a batik-sapul like the other day.

“Assalamu’alaikum,” greet him with a sweet and friendly smile.

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