My Only One's

Galang And Anya

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"Sir Ara!" Anya ran as soon as she got into the store.

And Amara twisted the body as she gave the order paper to Ardi who served inside with Raka.

"His?" he said, and his gaze immediately turned to the man who was following the child.

"You two?" He looked behind Galang.

"Yes, Mommy can't come because Opa's home is gathering."

"Oh yeah? Who is it?"

"Mh …." Anya tried to remember. "Sister Arkhan, Sister Ann, Brother Aksa, Brother Asha. Zenya, Mommy Papi, same Om Darren. Oma Opa too. But Papa Arfan and Mommy Dygta don't exist. Go honeymoon to Bogor." The boy with his chin.

"What?" Amara laughs.

"I'm confused. Isn't that honeymoon is a newly married person huh? Kok Papa Arfan same Mommy Dygta went too. Are they just married?"

"Well, ... know where you're from about that?"

"From You Tube." Anya replied.

"Most watch your You Tube!" Amara rubbed the top of her head.

"When you watch tivi dizzy. There's a lot of bad news for kids."

Amara laughed again.

"People gather at Opa's house, you come here?"

"You want ice cream!" Anya with her big smile.

"Ah, .. do you remember it?"

"Yes dong. So, where am I sitting?" The boy looked around.

"Come over here. This is a special place for Anya." Amara took her to a corner on the left side where they could see the outside view of the tavern.

"Really's? Cool." The boy sat in his chair.

"See, Um. Here I can see Papi's office." He pointed at the tall building with the Nikolai logo of the Group.

"Pas right? Can you see Papi's office?"

"Hu'um." Anya nodded her head.

“You really came just two?” Amara now turned to Galang who had been waiting for him to greet her.

“As you can see.” The man replied.

“I mean, you guys didn't come with Sister Clarra?” Amara clarified her question.

“Yes you see for yourself right?” Even the answer answered.

“Sister Clarra knows that Sister is coming here?”

Galang shook his head.

“Why? Sister diem-diem came here without the knowledge of Sister Clarra?”

“Ngot that too.” The man replied.

“Means Brother?” Amara folded her hands together on her chest.

“I didn't come here by accident. If not Anya who invites, I also will not come here.” said Galang sekhenya.

“Lying! Earlier Om who promised the same I will invite me here.” chapped Annya without feeling any doubt.

“What?” Amara rounded her eyes, while Galang's face paled slightly, and she shook her head.

“Kakak used Anya as an excuse to come here?”

“No! Where is I so?” galang.

“That was Anya saying that?”

“It's just talk. He said he himself would come here today. He said he wanted ice cream. To the extent that he was unable to eat at his home Mr. Satria.”

“Masa?”

“Si oneng who said so.”

Amara squinted her eyes.

“Serious Ra.”

“I don't believe in Brother.” The girl answered.

Galang snorted in annoyance and he glared at Anya.

“What is Anya?” Then Amara turned again to the boy who was still waiting for it.

“Hu’um.” Anya. “So Mommy's talking to Papi on no want. Pas it has Om Galang dateng, yes udah.”

“Tadi Anya said that Om Galang who ngajak here?”

“Emang real, fitting I invite Om Galang the answer is yes, wait a minute. Om his want to chat first with Opa.”

“Hmm ...”

“I'm really looking forward to, near the pool Opa. While Dengerin Om Galang same Opa talking what.”

“Eee ... Any?” React error.

“Again gossippin aunt Clarra.” The child half whispered as if others would not be able to hear his words.

“What?”

“Gosh!” He threw his back on the back of the chair. He couldn't believe this little boy would say that.

Amara was silent.

“So you want to know what Om Galang same Opa obrolin?” Anya spoke again.

“Um ...”

“It was, about ...”

“Ngak.” Amara cut her words. “Kakak don't want to know.” said.

“Why?” Anya frowned.

“Not a Sister.”

“Oh, ..”

“And I guess it's none of Anya's business either, so why should Anya be horrified by that?” The boy clenched his mouth tightly.

“That's not good to know, small children should not be horrified parent's chatter.”

“That's yes?’

“Iya.”

“I'm not horrified, but astonished. Am I waiting for Galang?”

“But if so later Om galangnya blur.”

Amara pulled and exhaled slowly.

“Ngetti now why did I bring him here? He's smart to turn the facts.” Open the sound.

Amara glanced at a glance, then opened her eyes.

"Other than ice cream, what else do you want to eat?" Amara to Anya.

"Es cream only. Hehe …." The boy laughed while revealing his neatly lined white teeth.

"Related?"

"Hu'um." Anya nodded.

"OKAY. Brother?" Amara then turned to Galang.

"Es boba."

Amara looked grunting. Why also he put the drink into the main menu at the store.

"Eat it?" He asked me questions.

"Chicken's a pug." 

"Ck!" Amara clucked, while Galang gave a smile. He knew the girl was feeling annoyed at this moment, but somehow it felt so pleasant to see her expression.

"Wait a minute." The girl who then turned her body around, then she handed the paper containing the order to the person in her cooking room.

"Is it okay to wait? It's still stacked." Ardi pointed to another order that Nindi had already handed over to him.

Amara glanced at the little boy waiting there. Who then waved his hand when he realized that he was being noticed.

"Huftth." Amara blew her breath into the air. And he forced himself into the food processing room, and began his work.

"Need help?" Daryl showed up after helping deliver orders to customers. Who also took advantage of the opportunity to ask for a photo together.

"Aren't you done with your selfies?" Amara chuckled, and she had already finished her special order.

"It has. I'm sure after this your trending store on the internet will dart away from similar cafes." Daryl believed in himself.

"Oh yeah? Why?"

"Your customers are satisfied with the service in this tavern."

"Masa? Nice dong. Means my homemade food is just as good kids, so …."

"It's not just that." Daryl.

"What?"

"Don't you see I was taken pictures there? They think I'm cool to know?" The half-buffer man restored his slightly messy wavy hair.

"Geez!" Amara then laughed.

"So where should I take this order?" Daryl pulls out a tray of ice cream and chicken rice with a porridge as well as that sweet drink.

"God, there's Brother's niece there who's been waiting for." Amara pointed at the corner at the end near the window.

"Who?"

"Well."

"Really?" The man looked over to the designated spot. And sure enough, the little boy was waving at him.

"Of Daryl!" Anya yells.

"Why is he here? Is it with her parents?" Daryl wonders.

"No, but the same assistant is Dim."

"Groof?"

"Who else? Time Om Andra?"

"Airright!" Daryl then lifted the tray and drove it to the table where his nephew was.

"Huh, what are you doing here?" The man placed the ice cream in front of Anya, then the other food in front of Galang.

"You're eating ice cream." Anya answered.

"Not at home is there?"

"Much."

"Why did you come here?"

"It can't be, can it? Um kepo?"

"God! Dimitri's son!" Daryl scooped up the boy's chubby cheeks in a fit of anxiety.

"There, I'm going to have some ice cream, Om don't bother!" Anya shook her hand.

"Who wants to bother you? Huh, to geeran." Daryl.

"There-there, Om work again. Let's have a lot of money like my Papi."

"Duh? Offhanded!"

Om and the nephew argue while Galang takes him in silence.

"Can you take this boy away?" Then Daryl turned to Galang.

"It's common." The man in question answered.

"Ah, I forgot. You're his mother's best friend. Definitely hold on to the behavior of his son huh?"

"Hm …." Galang just muttered.

"Om if again the work do not talk much the same who bought, later in somein loh. Brother Ara is worried."

"Hum?" Daryl turned his head towards the pantry where Amara was watching.

"There's work again" Anya said again, making her father's sister roll her eyeballs, slurred.

"Of course, I won't win against a child!" He damaged his nephew's head, then passed.

Daryl returned to the pantry and placed the tray on the table.

"Can't believe I have a niece who sucks like Anya?" He shook his head, making Amara laugh out loud.

While Galang watched from his seat.

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