My Only One's

Tidings

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He walked out of his room with a limp step. It is still better today that he can walk than three days before who can just sit or lie on the sofa.

"Have a shower?" Clarra, who's been coming every morning to make her breakfast and make sure she's okay.

"It." Error answering.

"All right." The woman put down her simple breakfast. 

A serving of fried rice with omelets on top. Plus a big glass of warm water and pieces of fruit in a small container.

"You're bothered to go around here before work?" Sitting in his chair.

Clarra just smiled.

"Aren't you bad luck?"

"No. That's why I came here so early so I could do everything on time." Clarra sat down after putting down her breakfast plate.

Galang chuckled as he started his breakfast. Then he glanced at the woman who was also doing the same thing.

He looked at her for a while, and suddenly his heart felt guilty. How his mind even goes to others when they are always together. Moreover, the last few days he always came to make sure his condition was fine.

"Thank you." said Galang, and only Clarra replied with a smile.

"Then I'm going?" Clarra made sure everything was tidy after they ate and put the clean stuff back in place.

"Yes, fine." Galang replied as he followed her who was walking towards the door.

"Maybe I'll send you some files to work on again. The deadline should be finished this week." Clarra opened the door.

"Yes, just send it. I'll work on it later."

"Hm …." Clarra nodded her head. "I'm saying yes?" then he stepped out.

"Yes, be careful." Galang escorted her to the doorway, and stared at her until Clarra reached the elevator.

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"Three breakfast packages for table eleven, two breakfast packages for table five, and one coffee for table eight." A male employee named Ardi handed over a paper containing the writing of the order that Nania immediately took.

"Good." Amara replied from the direction of the counter where she processed the order.

"Two new breakfast packages." Another employee named Raka also handed over the same order.

"There's more? I want to make it." Amara screamed a little from back there.

"Yet. There are only customers who complain." replied Nindi.

"Complain?" The four men answered simultaneously.

"Old order. Hehe ..." he said, who then came back to the front when he found out the next guest was coming.

"ah! I think the promotion was quite early to this day. Will not need to be updated, Raka?" Amara said, with cooking utensils in hand with Nania who arranged the food on the plate.

"But if this continues every day is it good, brother?"

"It's good, but I can pass out."

The two male servants in front laughed.

"The camera is also a lot, brother. Do I still need one last time?" Ardi.

"Stop was at. This is enough." Amara answered.

"Relatedly? Will our shop be empty?"

"I'm not too used to it. So reduce the promotion first huh? Holy hooch! Not happy if you use Papa's promotional services. We can get lost!"

"All right then. It's up to Ara."

"Hm …"

"Ready, please deliver, and quickly bring the order back here." Nania handed over some plates containing orders that had been completed.

Which is then immediately delivered by Ardi and Raka. Then Nindi followed up to hand over the next order.

The situation lasts until the working hours for the employees of the company about to begin. They take a break when the tavern is quiet enough and start their activity again at lunchtime.

And that's how everything rolled out from the beginning the place was opened to the public. With the promotion on social media and the spread of flyers, as well as word of mouth stories finally make this spoiled child's small business go as he planned.

Every day he is occupied by the work he likes most. Make food for the people, and see the smiles of those who are satisfied with the order. Do not forget to say thank you when the customers finish and return to their regular activities. Makes her feel her own pleasure.

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The bell above the entrance reads a sign that a customer is entering. The atmosphere at noon was quite quiet because there were not too many visitors. Lunch time has not even arrived.

"Good day, welcome to Amara's Love." Nindi welcomes guests who come.

"Thank you, would you like to see Ara?" The female voice answered. Imitate the voice of a child who continues to interrupt.

"Sister Ara?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Simultaneously Amara emerged from his cooking room. With the hair in the roll up and the affron clinging to the lining of his clothes.

"Yes?"

"Sir Ara!" Anya waved her hand towards the girl.

Amara smiled as she recognized the guests. Rania with her twins who began to make a rowdy atmosphere.

"Sister Rania?" The girl immediately approached them and took over Nindi's job.

"Hey? Congratulations." Rania immediately embraced it.

"Sorry, yesterday the opening couldn't come. The kids have a race at school" said Rania.

"It's okay, brother. Just three?" Amara turned to the two little children sitting in their seats.

"Yes, but soon the Papa will follow."

"Oh .. okay."

"Hopefully not for long. He said outside the office."

"Oh yeah? Any meetings?"

"That's it. It must be long, alone." 

"Lho, why? It's usually the same with Andra, right?"

"No, it's been the same for a few weeks. Uh, …." Rania covered her mouth with her hand.

"I mean e .…"

"It hurts again. Can't walk. Couldn't work. Pity me, I work alone." Anya joked innocently.

"What?"

"Umm .. is okay. Anya just the origin of talking. Don't go to …."

"The man said his leg was broken" said the boy again.

"Ish, Anya keep talking? Mommy was talking to Ara again."

"But I'm already Laper Mommy, from earlier not pesen-pesen?" protest the boy.

"Oh my god, so forget." Amara laughed, then handed over the menu book.

"Order eat first Brother, then talk again."

"Ah, yes. When you talk, you like to forget everything."

"Hm …."

"You want to order your Papi kiddies yes, let him come directly to eat."

"What's good?"

"Equilibrium Brother. There are westerns, there are local ones too. If taste depends on taste."

"Is there a geprek?"

"There's."

"Capucinno cincau?"

"There's."

"Well? Satay?"

"There's also."

"Is boba?"

"There's."

"Complite huh?"

"That's it, hehe." Amara chuckles.

"What western is good? The next time I want to choose Papa." Rania pulled out the phone then took pictures of some food.

"What do you want?" Then she turned to her two children.

"I don't know." Zenya.

"What day is this Mommy?" Anya asked back.

"Fri Friday. Why?"

"If Sunday is long?"

"Lusa. Why?"

"You need ice cream."

"If Anya wants ice cream, would you recommend a good one?"

"Mh …."

"New Friday. Can't." Haven't got to." Rania answered.

"Once a Mommy."

"No."

"I'm good, you know."

"So, it's not Sunday yet."

"Yes, Mommy?"

"Can't be Anya."

The boy scrunched his mouth.

"If you want me to take it, brother?"

"No need. I have an ice cream rule on Sundays, and I can't be bothered. He wants a tantrum."

"Oh, …."

"Gara-gara the Dudul tuh, time in Paris gave him ice cream on Saturday. It keeps sing." The woman grumbled.

"The zoo wants spaghetti?" Rania turned to her son.

"You."

"Wouldn't you?"

The girl with the two pigtails was still pouting.

"Want to eat? Yes, until night I will not feed you." threatened Rania to him.

"Mh …."

"You risotto? Here it is the most famous. Tasty." hail Amara.

"Come on, will you?"

Anya has not answered.

"If you want ice cream, come on Sunday. Brother's got a good ice cream."

"Times?" Anya with sumringah.

"Yes. But now you have to eat first, let's let you eat ice cream Sunday here."

"You want to!" The boy finally answered.

"Oh, if it's promised, will it?"

"You want to pick the food?"

"Hu'um." Anya nodded.

"We'll choose risotto for Anya?"

"okay."

"All right." Amara smiles. "If what do you want?" Then he turned back to Rania.

"What is confused. Just like her."

"okay." Amara recorded the order.

"What does Papi make? Can you choose?"

"If Brother Dim seems to choose his own." Amara answered.

"That's it?"

"Fear not to fit, he's different. It's a shame not to eat."

"necessarily too. Yeah, that was it before."

"Okay, I made the food first?"

"You cook?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Crains with cooks?"

"Keep what am I going to school for?" Amara laughs.

"Take it too."

"Wait for you, brother? I didn't keep it for long."

"okay." 

Amara returned to the cooking area.

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