Love Without Status
Baso Warung
" We went straight to the workshop...??? the file is the same key, right...!! I want to check the inside of the workshop and I'm afraid that many have been damaged because they were not treated." asked Melisa as soon as they came out of Ghani's house.
" We nyampe the workshop must have been malem darling.the journey from here will be quite far.. tomorrow we all beberes.." replied Dika gave understanding.
" We eat first yes. mas laper.." invite Dika again, Melisa responded by nodding in agreement.
Motor Dika advanced a little slowly tracing the streets of the city that is quite crowded this afternoon, occasionally Dika turned left right looking for a food stall to fill the stomach
" Dear in front there is a rice shop...we eat there...???" bargain Dika
Fortunately Melisa is not the type of girl who only answers the sacred word "It's up "
" Emmm.. how about eating baso or chicken noodles aja mas..sunday is good as it looks.." suggested Melisa.
" Maybe also.anything this morning also we have breakfast well..." Dika consented
" Okay we find a stall baso aja.." said Dika while reinvigorating the speed of his motorbike.
The choice was finally fixed on the baso shop owned by Mr. Slamet with the words "Solo meatballs "
Baso that tastes quite recommended in the Central Java area, at least that according to the culinary experience of the author ya hihihiiii
There are also several thirst-supporting drinks, one of which is ice kuwut, ice degan or green coconut ice and there is ice Dawet Ayu Banjarnegara
Melisa went straight into the stall as soon as she got off the bike
" Ice dawet ayu there sir...???" asked Melisa to the middle-aged father who was sitting waiting for customers, like this father was named Slamet sir, according to the name in the warung banner
" Enten mbak... badhe ngersakne pinten...??? (there is mbak... want pesen how much....???)" ask Mr. Slamet kindly,
" What do you want to drink...???" melisa asked Dika as soon as Dika came
" Pesen eat first donk dear. pesen has not been cool to eat already drink it first.." reply Dika relaxed.
" Mr. kulo baso kalih...." Dika mengaba on pak Slamet
" Ordinary baso, opo baso urat, opo baso berak, baso telor.." pak Slamet mentions all the menus presented, apparently pak Slamet sells various variants of baso here.
" Baso urate one... You what Mel...???"
" Baso have children." said Melisa quickly.
" Baso urat kalih baso kanak sir...." Dika back to the Slamet sir
" Minume...???" ask Mr. Slamet
" Ice orange is the same as ice dawet ayu.." said Dika then invite Melisa to find a comfortable seat waiting for orders.
" Njiihhhh.. ditenggo sak kedhap njih mas.." reply to pack Slamet while his hands began to be quick to work on his customer's order.
" Cool is also the place.behind the rice field paddy..the wind is silir silir.." praise Melisa with an enchanted face enjoying the atmosphere presented by the owner of the stall.
" samet Pinter sir is looking for a strategic place...."
" Pinter's marketing means.." said Dika responded.
" Oya.. talking about the place. bang Gondrong has not yet opened the department store.. after I he has surveyed the location...." Melisa remembered Gondrong's plan yesterday
" Today he's been busy dealing with my problems...!!!" melisa's face turned moody
Dika immediately grabbed Melisa's hand and held her tightly
" Later nyampe house you can call bang Gondrong..all of you say that we married series yesterday...."
Melisa just smiled while nodding
" Monggo and mbak...!!!" mr. Slamet came with their orders, one baso urat, one baso berakan, iced orange and ice dawet ayu
" Wiiihhh my dawet has arrived....!!!" Melisa was so enthusiastic about receiving a glass containing her order
" It just so happens that my wife is a native Banjarnegara loo mbak so this is a native Banjarnegara man who made.." pak Slamet boasts of his wares.
" The original Waaahhh means.it must be different if the original made by the Banjarnegara people.." said Melisa girang.
" Yes donk...!!! if the baso is original from Solo.dawet ayu his native Banjarnegara... the right blend...!!!" mr. Slamet is back to boast of his wares
" Where is the real orange ice, sir...???" ask Dika to interrupt
" Hahaha this is original made by me aja mas..bebas want to be considered typical mana.." said pak Slamet chuckled funny.
" Made in pak Slamet means yes." Dika joked.
The atmosphere became warmer, apparently both Melisa and Dika are good at melting the atmosphere more familiar
" Monggo mas. if less can be added.." said pak Slamet.
" Free sir...!!!" ask Melisa plain
" Kidding sir.. don't take that seriously." Melisa replied with a grin.
Kriying kriyinggg
Suddenly Dika's phone rang, Dika's face suddenly panicked and tense, the smile that just expanded sweet arrived stiff conical, quickly turned off the incoming call on his phone
" Why did I get it...???" ask Melisa
" Dak.. ng.gak not later if it's already at home we will eat again.." reply Dika with a little nervous, apparently Melisa noticed Dika.
" What time is not.. Who knows it is important....!!! from whom...???"
" B.not really this from a workshop customer in Jakarta yesterday.had just been later if he needed to also go to his own workshop.." reply Dika while screwing his drink, clearly Dika's face was nervous and panicked
Clunting
One incoming message rang on Dika's phone
" Don't you ever dare to dodge me...!!! I will easily find you again...!!!"
Write the number that sent the message to Dika,
When he immediately looked up, his reflexes turned in all directions making sure that no one was stalking him
" Why...???" asked Melisa who was increasingly surprised to see Dika's sudden strange behavior
" E.eng.eng..eng.." said Dika nervously.
Melisa grabbed Dika's shoulder, though,
" Mas.... What's the matter...??? why are you so scared so rich...!!!"
" Bentar dear... " I panicked myself
Not yet the panic Dika stopped, suddenly came two men wearing black black clothes, heavy body into the shop baso
" Monggo mas... what pesen...???" ask the friendly Slamet sir
The two men immediately looked at Dika with a sharp gaze, Dika stood stiffly swallowing her saliva with her throat choked dry
" Baso pens are super spicy baby. and iced tea sweet two.cepet yes sir.." said one of the men with a pressing tone, making pak Slamet a little scared.
" I.iya mas... monggo awaited for a while.." said pak Slamet nervously.
The two men instantly chose a seat right in front of Dika, Melisa nodded her head in greeting
They only replied to Melisa with a smile, but the smile that looked terrible instead, then their gaze was fixed on Dika who was still standing silently staring at them
" Why do you think we have a problem...???" ask one man whose face looks more cute than the one who was able to order a baso to pak Slamet
Melisa immediately pulled a hand Dika told her to sit, if the attitude of Dika mas strange kek gini does not even make a storm of the atmosphere
" Dude....!!!"
When he sat down, his face stiffened,
" Why are they similar to Reyden's boss's men...!!! their clothes as well as the looks of their eyes that looked like they recognized me very much...!!!" murmuring Dika with riled
Dika glanced back at the two men sitting in front of him, watching them carefully, apparently the two men still watched Dika sharply, even with a difficult to interpret gaze
When the more overtinking, parno if true Reyden boss has spread his men to look for him
She had just been happy with Melisa, she was not ready to leave Melisa in this state
Mr. Slamet came with their order
" Monggo please sir..."
The man's hand grabbed the bowl from the Slamet pack making his black jacket lift slightly up, revealing a tattoo in his hand that read
***Lost Zetas
***...!!!!
Dika's breathing stopped, her knees were limp, her eyes were sharp
Dika immediately pulled Melisa's hand by force out of the stall, even paying her baso she just gave hundreds of thousands of money at the table without thinking about her change
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Sorry about Readers
The author again was quite busy, so his Up was a little distracted, though,
This really takes a little time
