
“Mas, I asked Carlo, he got an invitation from where,” Ayya tried to explain what still stuck in Mukti's mind.
“Hhhmmm ...,” answer Mukti flat.
“Mas hear me talk not the hell?”
“Listen,” Reply Mukti.
“She said her management got an invitation from the hospital because they were filming in the hospital for her latest movie. So he and the management are coming here,” explained Ayya.
‘I remember how you called before we left, you must have made a deal!’ Mukti. But not spoken, only in his heart alone.mukti remember when in the studio Ayya was busy receiving the phone on his personal phone.
“Let's eat ah, soon I will have to go Friday prayers,” take Aksa.
“You bring a change of clothes to leave Friday prayers?” ask Ayu attentively.
“Bawa. Already I ready in my backpack, so no need to unload the suitcase,” reply Aksa.
*'Gosh, I forgot not to prepare a cocoa shirt for Friday prayers. Though last night when asked by Ayya, I want to help what not to pack, I said no need,’ * said Mukti in heart. Now he's the one who's in the fog himself. Make Friday prayers later do not prepare a change of clothes.
“Ayo Mas eat, what to take?” bring Ayya.
“No need, later Mas take it yourself,” reject Mukti.
“Ya already, I'm the same Aksa huh?” pamit Ayy.
“ Yes.”
Aksa and Ayu immediately went to the dining table. They meet Fahri and Farhan so now the four of them take food together.
“Kak was an artist,” reported Fahri.
“You want to know him?” asked Aksa who from the corner of her eyes saw Carlo's presence from the end of the room.
“Unfortunately Mas Aksa knows?” ask Farhan.
“He's a close friend of yours. Try asking Mbak Ayu to tell you, I will photograph,” said Aksa. He knew that a child of Fahri and Farhan's age would love to take a picture with an actor.
At that time Carlo came to Ayu.
“Halo, can follow join?” ask Carlo kindly.
“Bby, know this my sisters,” said Ayu. Then Aksa, Fahri and Farhan became acquainted with Carlo.
“Bby, definitely can dong,” replied Carlo friendly. Carlo was photographed together with Fahri as well as with Farhan. Aksa made the photo as promised.
“This is a photo of four of you, I took it,” said Ayu. then Aksa, Carlo Fahri and Farhan also posed four.
“Keren nih four heroes,” praise Ayu while snapping a snap make a photo of four people.
From a distance Mukti saw everything. Of course, Mukti was angry to see Carlo close to Ayya again.
“Yank, take me to eat,” Pinta Mukti suddenly annoyed the four young men. Mukti starts to possessive mode.
‘YANK?’ aksa said inwardly while smiling mischievously.
“You what Mas?” answer Ayu. There is no surprise with the name Yank, because not only this time he heard.
“You know better than my taste?” Mukti Sengaj said that in front of Carlo as if to show how close he and Ayya are.
“You want to use rice?”
“No, it's got a keladi. Mas wear keladi aja,” replied Mukti.
The lunch menu this time is a typical food from the Maluku area. There are kasbi or cassava or boiled wood yam. There are boiled clams, there are young coconuts that are cut to thin lengths. There are grilled fish and all kinds of food including papeda and fish sauce.
“Enakan eat fish sauce deh Mas, the same papeda,” biker Ayya.
“You can eat it?” ask Mukti wonder. Not everyone can eat papeda.
“Bisalah, the time in the cafe will have people from Ternate. He taught me to make food from Ternate, so I have used to eat papeda and fish sauce,” Ayya replied.
“If the original will eat it do not use a spoon,” said Mukti.
“Iya I know, if there eat without using a spoon. Directly taken off his plate. Only if for in a city like this may think it is not polite, so use a spoon,” explained Ayu. But yes, that's the real characteristic. Only the judgment of people sometimes considers unusual.
Ayya also took the keladi and coconut slices and grilled fish with colo-colo sambal for Mukti.
“What do you take Yank?” Mukti.
“I want to eat papeda with yellow sauce,” reply Ayya.
Aksa took her two sisters away. He left Mukti there with Carlo and Ayu. Aksa wanted to see a war between Mukti and Carlo. Aduh Mas Aksa small also nil, make Mukti mas become a world war.