My Sweet Green's

Fictional Order

The guilt continues to haunt Meira until she can't sleep well last night. He always thought about what he said yesterday. What if Rizal doesn't want to see her again, he won't let that happen. However, he must meet and apologize to Rizal.

Meira turned the steering wheel towards the SweetMart minimarket. He knows today Rizal's schedule is working the morning shift. I hope he meets that sweet guy. Sure enough, Rizal was standing in front of the cashier while fiddling at the computer screen.

"Please brown bread one, same Latte too, yes, Mas" he said with a sweet smile at Rizal. Unfortunately that smile was reciprocated with an indifferent face. Rizal instead called Erin who was busy baking the round-shaped bread.

"Let me rest, Rin. Kebelet, nih." he quibbled.

Meira clucked in annoyance as Rizal left without even turning her head. It seems like Rizal is really mad at her. He sighed, somehow to apologize to the man.

"Rotally so, Ma'am?" asked Erin who broke Meira's daydream.

He just nodded languidly. Rizal should have served him. But he ran away when he found out who was in front of the cashier.

After Meira leaves, Rizal returns to the cash register. Erin looked at Rizal in surprise, she remembered the girl. The girl who had questioned Rizal's whereabouts some time ago.

"Isn't that temen, lo, Zal?" tanyanya.

"Which one?" Rizal asked as if he did not know.

"Just now."

"Not."

"Fuckin' shit?"

Rizal was silent, Erin's question reminded him of the painful speech that came out of Meira's mouth yesterday.

"That means true." Erin concluded.

"not too. Different levels of me, Rin. He's a rich man."

"If we're level, right?" ask her with a seductive face. Habits.

"I don't think so, either. You have a lot of followers." Rizal chuckles.

Erin was just messing around, it was very difficult to seduce this sweet man beside her. They also returned to work to serve the buyers.

Anyway, we should see you later in the afternoon.

"Forced a lot." rizal muttered a little annoyed. From last night he was always bullied by Meira until this morning. Meira keeps contacting him even though he is not reciprocated.

Of course he ignored Meira's message. He continued his work, lazy to deal again with the son of the sultan. The most important thing for him now is the recovery of his brother.

Rizal sighed when he remembered Tika. Especially when you see Tika's condition yesterday. Not getting worse, but not getting better either. Somehow he and his mother did for the recovery of his beloved brother.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for him to put on the green jacket again, heading for the base. Seen there is only Adi there who is waiting for the order while smoking a cigarette.

"Where is Wawan?" tanyakanya.

"Nganter his wife check up." Adi exhaled his cigarette smoke.

Rizal just nodded.

"From yesterday I saw that you were very upset. What's up?"

"Ah, no, really, Mas." elak Rizal.

"The face can't lie, Zal." Adi smiles. He tried to make Rizal tell a story so that a little can relieve the man's heart.

"Why?"

"sickness,"

"She was depressed due to the violence of her ex-husband-to-be" Rizal rubbed his eyes that almost dripped the clear circle.

"My mother and I have been trying to get around to treat it, but nothing has changed."

Adi just sighed hearing Rizal's story. It was hard for the young man to struggle, he thought.

"You should be excited." he patted Rizal on the shoulder.

"Thank you, Mom." Rizal smiles.

Before long they chatted, Rizal's phone rang the order entry sign. OjekkuFood again.

"Lately I've been getting OjekkuFood. I'm first, Mas."

"Oh, yes, be careful." Adi waved his hand and continued to smoke his cigarette.

This time Rizal got a coffee order of various flavors in the coffee shop D'Coffee, one of the famous coffee shops in Jakarta. As usual, the place is crowded with elite who come just to hang out there are also while doing campus assignments.

"Americano two, Latte two and his Macchiato are also two, Ma'am."

"Wait a minute, yeah, Mas."

Rizal nodded. He sat down and waited for his order to be completed. Unaware he was being noticed by three men in a corner of the cafe. They had already noticed Rizal while outside earlier.

"Horn again?" ask Rion. He is ready to be born if ruled by Boy again.

Boy raised his hand. He shook. "Main in a subtle way" he said with a sly smile.

Hendri and Rion smiled as if they knew what Boy was going to do. Boy immediately told Hendri to open the Ojekku application and order a large amount of food.

"Quick! The loser is still here. Usually the connection can be directly connected if it is close to the driver."

Whether by chance or indeed their connection was close, Hendri actually got the man who was sitting waiting for the order. It looks like Rizal took his phone. He got the order of five packs of special fried rice and five packs of kwetiau. He seemed to have doubts about this booker. In addition to on-site payments, the address is also very foreign.

But finally he steadily took the order at a total price of two hundred thousand. He left the D'Coffee cafe and continued his journey to the consumer home. Task one is finished, now he has to buy orders fried rice special and kwetiau. It is tiring, may his tiredness today be greeted by a smile Tika when he came home later, he asked in his heart.

"Here, Mas." The black hat father gave a package containing fried rice and kwetiau order Rizal.

Rizal gives money, smiles kindly at the seller and leaves.

He repeatedly checked the route. A very foreign route for him. It seems he had never traveled a path that seemed lonely even in the afternoon. That is why he weighed to take this order before he accepted it.

"Am I straying, huh?" muttered.

The number of the order was not active from earlier. He called three times but no answer. Finally he tried to continue the journey. How surprised Rizal when he found the location of the order that turned out to be a burial place. He tried calling the number again, but the result was the same. Still no answer.

"Campus!" Hendri was laughing with Rion and Boy when he saw a short message from Rizal asking why he was at the public funeral.

While Rizal just sighed. Annoyed, sad and tired were already mixed in his heart. The two orders he had received earlier were not enough to replace these fictitious orders. It was far away and the results were in vain. I don't know what he's going to do with the fried rice and kwetiau. It was very desirable that he threw it away violently and then left at high speed.

"Astaghfirullah." Rizal can only stroke the chest igniting his emotions that have been stirred up to the bastard order.