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Chapters 57.Like Dara

"We go to 'Cafe Halal' that's it, '" Azlan pointed out

"Don't!" gertak Jong Ru made Azlan turn to him with a question mark.

"Wae?"

"Ani, geogi eumsig-i bissada," replied Jong Ru.

(No, there's expensive food."

"Bissan'S? Bunmyeonghi hallal eumsig - imyeo seuta hotelmankeum bissaji anh - eul sudo issseubnida. Ohoejeon."

(Empat? Obviously it's halal food, it can't be as expensive in a star-rated hotel, times.

Flip right.)

Jong Ru turned his car around without looking in the rearview mirror. Luckily there was no other car behind them.

Jong Ru and Azlan got out of the car. Honestly, Jong Ru was very afraid if Dara knew Azlan was in California.

"Where are you sitting?" ask Jong Ru.

"Near the entrance."

Azlan sat himself in the chair he wanted. While Jong Ru was wailing to see Dara's whereabouts. Nothing, he thought.

"Hi good morning's. What would you like to order, sir? We provide special halal food at this restaurant at an affordable price" said stevan.

(Hi, good morning. What message do you want, sir? We provide special halal food in this restaurant at affordable prices.)

"Ah, I see. we ordered halal food, beef and favorite drinks at this restaurant," Azlan said without looking at the menu book Stevan gave him.

(Ah, so apparently. we ordered halal beef food and favorite drinks at this restaurant.)

Stevan left them.

"It turns out you lied to me," Azlan's hard drive stared out the window.

As Jong Ru glanced outwards, Dara was walking out of the restaurant. Huh, good thing not to come here, thought Jong Ru while massaging his temple.

"Wae?" asked Azlan While chewing the food in his mouth.

Jong Ru shook his head while smiling faintly. They enjoyed the menu that Azlan ordered.

"I mas-iss-eoyo. igeos-eun naegai sigdang-eseo meog-eo bon eumsig jung gajang mas-issneun eumsig-ibnida. A, sigsa sigan-edo maeil-i sigdang-eseo meog-eul geos gat-ayo," Azlan said.

(That's lezat. This is the best meal I've ever eaten at this restaurant. Ah, it feels like I'll eat at this restaurant every day, even every mealtime.)

"Jong Ru, nugai kapeleul soyuhago issneunji al su issnayo?" asked Azlan to make Jong Ru wink in disbelief.

(Jong Ru, may I know who owns this cafe?)

"Mueos ttaemun-a? Sigsaleul jeulgisibsio. isanghan geol yogu hajima, Azlan."

(For what? Just enjoy your meal. Don't ask weird, Azlan.)

"Aish."

Azlan resumed his breakfast. For some reason, Azlanbetah heart to linger in the cafe.

When it was over, Azlan paid for the food. Jong Ru reasoned not to carry a wallet.

When Azlan paid for his food at the cashier, Dara suddenly entered the cafe in maroon dress, wearing a helmet on his head and a mask that covered part of his face.

Azlan was stunned to see the woman he did not know. There was a strange sigh that he felt in his body.

'Naega Dara - eul saeng - gagan iyuneun mueos - ibnikka? Geu yeojajochado Dara - gwa maeu heubsahabnida. Dora, kiman. Hajiman jaseeseo bomyeon-i yeojaneun joeum baega buleun, ' Inner Azlan looked at the woman who walked into the cafe regardless of a gaze he had longed for 3 years.

(Why do I think about Dara ? Even the woman is very similar to Dara . No, just his height. But, when viewed from her posture, this woman contains a little.)

"Sir," called the woman in front of him. The woman handed him her black card.

"Sorry."

Azlan took out his black card then returned to his seat where Jong Ru was already waiting for him while staring towards the window.

"Wae geuleohge neuj-eoss eo?"

"I kapeeseo adeu nan-ui jonjaegam - eul neukkyeossda."

Jong Ru was speechless hearing Azlan's reply.

(How long?)

(I felt the presence of Dara in this cafe.)

(Don't make it up, Azlan . This is California, where Dara might be here.)

"Naneun geugeos - eul guseonghaji anhseubnida. Jigeum nae gibun - eul malhaneun geosppun - ibnida. Geuge jalmos?" muttered Azlan while looking back. I wish the woman he met was here.

(I'm not making things up. I'm just saying what I'm feeling right now. That wrong?)

"Huh, where are you, baby?"

Azlan walked out of the cafe. There was a desire to linger there. I don't know what's on Azlan's mind right now.

***

Dara saw Jong Ru arguing with a tall man. Yes, Dara had witnessed their debate, but had no idea what they were saying.

Because, Yayuk's cafe is always crowded with young people, tourists and important people even though.

"Any," murmured Dara and went back into a room.

Dara finished her job by washing dishes.

"Miss, sorry to bother. I'll do the dishes" said one of his co-workers.

(Miss, sorry to interrupt. Let me wash the dishes.)

"No need, Mia," refused Dara

(No need, Mia.)

"Then, we'll work on it together."

Mia helps Dara wash a lot of dishes.

(Then we will work on it together.)

"Earlier, there was a tall man who was watching you. When you enter the cafe wearing a helmet and mask. Maybe he's stunned to see your charm," said Mia who cleaned dishes that Dara had cleaned with soap to.

(So, there's a tall man watching you. When you enter the cafe wearing a helmet and mask. Maybe he's lost sight of your charms.)

"Male's? Who?" ask Dara curiously.

(Male? Who?)

"I also don't know, because earlier he paid for his food with a black card," Mia explained.

(I also don't know, the article was he paid for his food with a black card.)

"Hey, ladies. Can you guys speed up the work? Lots of visitors today, ladies" said one man, laughing at the shock between Mia and Dara

(Hey, ladies. Can you speed up the work? Lots of visitors today, ladies.)

"Yes, be patient" said Dara.

(Yes, be patient.)

After cleaning the dishes. The man helped Mia and Dara wipe the dishes with a clean cloth available in the kitchen cabinet.

The man brought the plate to 5 reliable chefs in his cafe to prepare the food that the visitors ordered.

"Because, today you are on duty at the casier" Mia said, looking at a circular gold watch in her left hand.

(Adnan, today you are in charge of the cashier.)

"Okay, come on help me," Dara pulled the hand of Mia and the woman who served at the cashier immediately forward to serve the visitors.

(Alright, let's help me.)

They work part-time, from 9am to 6pm. So, visitors at Yayuk's cafe are always crowded.

***

Azlan walked around the city of California on foot. He wore a relaxed after with a black t-shirt and black jeans, a coat wrapped around his body and a mask that covered part of his handsome face.

Azlan slightly forgot about the road to the 'halal cafe' because it was very far from the hotel he occupied.

"Is there a halal cafe here too?" his monologue.

"It doesn't seem to."

Azlan looked back and forth, left and right.

He was a little confused by this city because it was very crowded with people passing by.