Mission Jessy

Beda Tastes

Mirza parked her car in front of a rice stall that read Nasi Madura Bu Bariyah. He then entered, followed by Jessy who chose a seat in front of him.

Jessy looked around and read the menu written on a wide banner that was plastered on the wall of the shop, like the first time she came to that place.

Soon a servant came and approached them.

"What do you want to eat?" asked the servant with the madura's accent that was still very thick.

"Black squid rice with hot tea. What do you want to pesen, Mel?"

"Emang here does not sell vegetables? How's the menu all the innards?"

Mirza looked back at Melva in wonder. He still does not believe that the accident that the girl experienced completely erased all her memories.

"Eh, Miss Melva?! Long time no stop by here. How are you, Ma'am?" sapa Bu Bariyah, the owner of the stall who just entered the stall and saw Melva.

"Good." Answer Jessy briefly.

"Would you like to eat a lot of tripe rice, use a lot of sambel?" tanya Bu Bariyah seems to be very familiar with Melva's favorite menu.

Jessy quickly shook her head. "Nga! I don't like to eat squid and veggies. Do you have a vegetable menu? Pecel or sauteed vegetables maybe?"

Bu Bariyah was no less surprised by Mirza. He glares at Melva, then Mirza and returns to Melva again. "Mbak Melva doesn't like offal?"

"I never liked eating food. Slobber and make the disease." Jessy answered honestly.

Bu Bariyah looked back at Mirza with question marks.

"Eh, Melva is again in healing time and can't consume much fat." Mirza had to make up a story.

"Are we eating somewhere else, Mel?" ask Mirza.

"Ngga. I was already pesen. Mirza eat first let me go."

"Do you want to make fried rice babar gongso?" tawar Bu Bariyah who is also still thick with the accent of maduranya.

"Ah, may. But fried rice is the same as beef eyes. Don't use all the tripe."

Ms. Bariyan and her servant immediately returned to the kitchen to prepare their food.

Jessy knows very well that Mirza is a typical man who is very talkative. Unlike Evan who always had a lot to talk to him about. So while waiting, the two of them kept quiet and Jessy felt awkward.

"Bag.."

"Mails.."

Both talk at the same time.

"What are you talking about?" ask Mirza.

"Mas Mirza was."

"So do you still remember the accident you had until you lost your memory like this?"

"What?" Jessy didn't expect Mirza to talk about it now. "Oh that.... So then.... "

"Why? You don't remember?"

"It happened too soon, so" Jessy recalled James' story about Melva's accident that day.

Jessy saw a look of sadness and disappointment on Mirza's face. He did not know what it meant but he had seen it many times since their first hug back then, when Jessy accepted Ali's challenge some time ago and when Jessy said she didn't like the food that Melva might have liked so much.

Jessy's been trying to be as normal as possible, like the Melva she knows. But Jessy still can't force herself to be a motorcycle whiz, so submissive who likes to budge and hold back, or likes foods that she thinks are dangerous and not useful to her, like Melva.

But at the time, Jessy felt that it wasn't the right time to tell Mirza what was really going on and who she really was.

Kriyii....

Jessy's phone rang again and broke her daydream.

"Sorry, I'll pick up the phone first, will you?" Jessy moved a little away so she could talk to Evan.

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"Hello baby! Where the hell are you going? I'm calling you from earlier not picked up?"

"Yes sorry. There's still business."

"Where are you?"

"It's another foraging in the stall."

"Oh, panties."

"Pantes why?"

"So I called mom because you can't be connected. Your mother said you're out."

"Ngapain's using mom's phone anyway?"

"I'm worried about you."

"I'm so good, Mas. You can take care of yourself."

"I miss you."

Jessy smiled. "I am too."

"Yes, the hunt went home! It's the night."

"OKAY. Hye!"

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Geck..Geck...

"Why do you think about Mas Mirza? It's malem too.." Jessy muttered, forced to come back out of the room to open the door.

"Surprise!" evan shouted while directly hugging Jessy.

"Sister Evan? Why don't you tell me if you want to come?"

"Where do you say you don't want to pick up the phone?"

They eventually went in and did not come out again until the lights were finally turned off about an hour later.

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