Not Glass Cans

18. VIP Unused!

Almost fifteen minutes passed, I was silent as a lavender mosquito-thinner to them. How not, the makeup that is so perfect is only used to stand still beside those who continue to speak in front of me.

The people who sit around and are increasingly frowning, even caring about several times looking at me and telling each other, some may worship me. That kind of silence even if it was only fifteen minutes, must have felt like a quarter of an hour, right? Uh, a quarter of a century I mean!

"Boss!" I called him out of boredom to stand for long. The era of Jahiliyah SDku has long passed. It's old like this, why also want to repeat.

"What's wrong?" Garrick just glanced, I was really looked at one eye. Although the loud tone does not exist, the sense of the soul is still naughty.

"VIP tickets are completely useless. My legs are sore, sir!" I protested loudly. The ticket in my hand shook at him at a glance.

"Run away! Take two glasses of orange for me!" Garrick told me, this is what I'm waiting for. The blind salary earlier, did not please my heart at all.

"Elsi..!" A man called me. I'm going to go round my head. Revan smiled and waved at me. Ahah! Put a glass in a drink, the owner arrived! I don't know what's right!

I smiled back at him, approaching Revan with a happy heart. Stranger taste like mother duck lost, I clear it far away.

"Revan, where are the drinks? I need two glasses of orange juice!" I called out to him, joy I can't cover.

"Abroad end! It's all there!" Revan pointed at the big table at the very end.

"Okay Van, this is rikuwes the boss, I need to get you back. Thanks Van!" I waved at Revan as I passed.

"Elsi!" I found Revan calling me back.

"You need nothing to come to me, I'm on standby here, keep the stand!" Revan called out to me.

"Ready Van! Thanks!" I cried a little, we were far away.

I've taken two glasses of orange juice at Garrick's order. There is avocado juice lined up also on the table, favorite juice with I had to hold. Avoiding Garrick's bluff, it could be the ferocious one I don't like if I take it once.

With a tray containing only two glasses of orange juice, it rushed its way towards the master's table. Two glasses of orange juice, I put slowly alternating on the table. I once wrote Dora staring wryly at me. What is his problem, to point dislike at me?

"Bossku.... What else do you need?" I'm trying to be polite with Garrick this time. Garrick, who was playing on a cell phone, looked up at me. I threw a glance around for a moment, so many pairs of eyes that glanced or blatantly looked at me.

"Bring me some food. Whatever, I think I'm looking for!" Garrick gave me a message. His voice was only firm, neither loud nor loud. Garrick put the phone on the table while looking at me. Looks like he's finished talking to Dora. They no longer talk nonsense.

"Your friend... Would you like to bring it once?" I asked again as decently as possible. I won't say hello to Dora, because we don't know each other.

"Do you want me to be served by another servant, you won't serve me?!" Dora's voice suddenly sounded very cynical to me. Actually, what's the problem with me?!

"Sorry, I'll bring you guys." I still control my blood flow and keep answering politely.

"Guard, he's my man. Please take care of your words." When I turned around, I heard Garrick calming Dora. Garrick's voice on the adem Dora, it was able to cool my undulating blood.

I found the sight of many people on the road to the stand. Hopefully they will understand who I am from the conversation. So no more seeing me.

Indeed my appearance is confusing, the servants in uniform are exactly the same. The difference is only in the uniform model, male or female, while I do not wear a similar uniform. Garrick didn't give me.

"Revan!" Revan's place is my goal.

"Hey Si, what do you need?!" Revan is really standby, he's generous!

"What food does your boss like?! The one here, I mean..!" I spoke looking at Revan while pointing at the dining stand table.

"Get me a salad, satay and sambal!" Revan held out his two thumbs.

"That's it, Van?" Among the dozens of processed types, Revan just said the menu.. I started to pick up dishes containing a meal called Revan.

"Revan, you know your boss!" Revan held back a laugh at my exclamation. I've been holding a warm plate of sauteed kale.

"Your boss is indeed fierce Si, but it doesn't matter, as long as you obey, everything is fine." This time Revan lowered his voice more slowly.

"Van, let me take you first. Thanks for your help!" Revan waved his hand. I didn't reply, my two hands were carrying trays full of food.

I was about to veer towards the right side, but my hand hit something that felt quite tender. It turns out my right hand hit someone's stomach.

"Ups, I'm sorry I didn't mean it!" My voice was quite loud, due to my shock demands. Maybe people around you will see me again.

I'm sorry I wasn't welcome, that guy was quietly watching me. A skewer that jumped about the clothes on the stomach, as if it didn't matter to him.

"Where are you sitting? What's your table number?" The man asked me very politely.

"I don't sit, I don't have a table." I said with a sense of error.

"Where is it.Where is your ticket?" The man looked back at me. Like the Chinese, probably older than Garrick. I gave my ticket, a card that I kept holding everywhere until it got run-down and scuffed.

"You're my VIP guest? But I don't know you? Who're you?" The man looked at me more.

"I don't know you either. Mr. Garrick took me." I hope by mentioning the name of Garrick, can explain and can continue the road. My hands are quite sore holding the weight of the food tray I carry.

"Oh Garrick! So, you came with him?!" This Chinese man seemed to understand with his bright face. I breathed a sigh of relief while nodding.

"Mas, I'm going the road.. My boss is waiting. Again, I'm sorry, your clothes got dirty." I said while pointing at the stains on his clothes with my eyes.

"It doesn't matter if that bumped into you. The prettiest woman on this ship." Wek..! An expired lombard that started after I called Garrick's name.

The table where Garrick is waiting. The owner of the table seemed to be waiting for me with a cold look. Duh, what's up..

"Master, there's no good news!" A man, whom I remember also attended a meeting in the early hours of the morning, approached the table with the arrival of my tray.

"What's Ton?" Garrick watched Ton by sitting up straight.

"Dinda, the local artist of Batam city, which we have booked failed to come. Covid sir, again isoman!" Ton namapak frustrating, no matter whose real name, between Anton, Tony, Gaston, Beton, Boston, Watch or Marathon, you choose it yourself!

I finished putting Garrick's order on the table, kept watching their rage.

"I tried another order. But their schedule is full, sir. Makhlum, want a new year!" Garrick looks as frustrated as Ton. Kiyut boss' fierce face is getting radiated.

Dora I didn't meet you in the chair. But his black bag still looks there. This is my chance, I pull one chair and sit back and unwind at the feet. Garrick and Ton, both of them are still busy calling a lot of times. It all ended with faces full of fog.

"Elsi!" I got another call from someone. Apparently Irgi was already standing at the back. And now it has moved in front of me.

"What's Irgi?" I asked while looking up at him. I still don't want to take my seat off.

"Dinda covid! Isoman..Self-isolation in the hotel!" Irgi kept looking down at me. There was a meaning in his eyes.

"Yes.. I-i know. So what's up, Gi? You're not playing on stage?" I'm second-guessing.

"That's it, nothing instead. I want you to replace it. I think I can follow your singing style easily!" Maak! I'm appalled. Irgi bowed even more, obviously I saw hope in his eyes. So it went wrong with him.

"I want to, Gi. I like to sing. But where does my boss allow it?" I made up my mind for Irgi while I wrote Garrick on the other side of the table. Ishh..! Garrick and Ton looked at me seriously. Apparently they listened to my conversation and Irgi from earlier.

There was a huff I felt as Garrick walked towards my chair while looking at me full of horror. What up.. Will he rebuke me and forbid me from fulfilling Irgi's invitation?