Love Stifled By Destiny's

Making Breakfast Morning. SEASON 2

Three people are now preoccupied with morning activities to cook the breakfast of the host and guests. The demand today should be a lot of good dishes. Morning still looks dark, but we have struggled with work even though the eyes still feel sleepy.

Tek .. tek, hands busy slicing some vegetables.

While others are busy making seasonings and blotting out the cooked ingredients. We have to provide the employer's request immediately before they get up and get off breakfast.

The feeling of cold air is not felt, even the sweat feels like it wants to continue to drip due to heat. Time becomes our saigan to be finished soon.

"You prepare the food utensils on the table, Amel! Let us continue cooking, fearing that we will fall because the time is not up" Bik Arni told him.

"Yes, bik. Amel will do it soon."

"Bik Murti, continue cutting this vegetable, I want to go ahead to prepare everything" I ordered another maid.

"Ready, Amel. Just stay, I'll carry on," he replied in agreement.

"Emm."

Not wanting to waste time for long, feet have stepped immediately onto the shelf where the storage of dishes, garbu, glasses, and especially spoons.

The hand wants to dodge the table cloth, but the glass is very dark so that it is cool and there is no dust attached anymore. One by one I began to arrange neatly. There are four places that I have prepared some of the food equipment.

The time is not much, then immediately take the container to pour the menu of the finished food side dish. The hands are busy arranging to look perfect and perfect.

The three of us were made in the fog. During this time who ate only two people, namely the big master and his wife, but this time because there are guests so must cook a lot. Moreover, the big master said that guests like Indonesian food, so from now on we are required to comply with the order.

"Are you all ready?" ask Bik Arni while following me is still busy arranging.

"Alhamdulillah, everything is ready, Bik."

"Thank God then. Finally we can finish this all in time, even though the fog overcame. Let's hope they like the cooking, "the cymbal of his answer.

"Yes, Bik. Thank goodness."

"We go back, who knows they'll be right down for breakfast."

"Good, Bik."

The sunlight is already shining on the earth. The three of us are still busy with the same kitchen work, which is washing all the cooking containers earlier. In addition, the work will not be endless before all the houses look slimy and clean.

There was a boisterous sound of employers starting breakfast. They sound happy laughing at each other.

Everyone was behind doing other things, so I had to come to them now.

"Yes, Madam. What's up?" I ran away small.

"Make tea for, Arnald. Because usually in the morning he likes to drink tea," tell the female employer.

"Okay, Madam."

I immediately walked away, to do as I was told.

"Oh so his name is, Arnald. Means I got the wrong guy. But it's exactly the same as Alex who prefers to drink tea in the morning rather than coffee."

"Huuff, maybe it's the effect of not seeing a husband for too long, so his face that looks so much like I thought it was Alex, '" the heart murmured.

Hands kept busy stirring the tea that was still puffing smoke.

"This, Sir." Hand had served a cup containing drinks on demand near Arnald.

"Oh, yes. Thank you." Thank you."

"Emm," A sweet smile had been thrown at him.

"I'm sorry to go back."

"Yes, Bik."

The heat of tea was ignored by Arnald. He just sipped the tea. Seemed he was so enjoying the steeping aroma of typical jasmine tea.

"Emm, this is so good. Smell and sugar dose fit my tongue," he said.

"really? Wow, good if you like it!" the female employer.

His praise has made me flowery. The move was not very far away, so they could hear what they had just said.

"The root and the tea were exactly the same as Alex liked. Turns out you like that, too, Arnald. Didn't think you weren't so different, that all of your traits and styles were exactly the same. I hope you're not the Alex I've been looking for so far, so this heart doesn't hurt when you have another woman, Alena," the heart murmur kept thinking of the new man.

Activities for the sake of activities as a maid I continue to do. Although the sweat has wet the clothes, but the energy must remain strong for a piece of money to breed the beloved family.