Not Glass Cans

82. Chow Yun Fat's

Almost two weeks, I left the big house. Shrug each other with Ike, being a lackey for my customers who came. Together with two new lackeys that I got from the vacancy sheet that I advertised.

One from Medan, Lisbet Hutabarat is named. 22-year-old petite girl, sweet and nimble. Been two months unemployed. New contract expired from contact lens factory in Muka Yellow. And don't want to go back to the village. Lisbet is on standby duty on equipment setup, shopping and washing washing as well as other shavings.

Another one from Palembang, Mastia. 40-year-old woman with two toddlers owned. Forced to work, her husband again had a PHK. And still want to survive in Batam, do not want to go back to the village. And I used to call Yuk Tia aka ayuk Mastia. Yuk Tia is versatile, tasked with cooking, preparing orders and delivering.

While Ike, special take orders and receive payment alias cashier, as well as close the book when the cafe sedan has closed.

Anang. Anything is done. Where it seems troublesome, that's where we call it.

For payment.., salary I paralleled with basic UMR (Regional Minimum Wages) in Batam. Along with additional bonuses, according to the amount of income Ike reported to me. For alimony.., while only transport and meal allowance in place, or can take home food if any.

Cafe Sedan is growing rapidly, the spacious courtyard which was originally empty, I have filled with benches and chairs. There is little left for parking all the number of wheels.

My cafe looks unique and interesting, Anang is smart enough to arrange cafe decor, even more than I said. The man was very perceptive with my depiction.

The desire to have a cafe band was there, too, but while I ignored it. My interest is not yet strong, so while nothing important materializes.

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"Mbak.., there's a group of mayor staff in front. I don't care?" Ike saw pias facing me in the room.

I've prepared with my gorgeous fashionable makeup. Plan wants refreshing. Cinema tickets for the Ainun-Habibie movie I got this afternoon. Even though I am free in my cafe, you are still on leave for me..

"Yes served, Ke.. Record the order as usual..." I scold Ike and I hide my shocked face. Anggun's father must be among them.

"Oh.., to..!" I can't refuse, this is my cafe. Will be lost my wife. I can't force it, Ike, his stomach, I can't help it..

"Mr.., mbak..Don't wear a mask this time..!" I followed Ike, the mask I was holding, I took off. My mouth and nose are masked every day. In addition to taking care of myself and advice, with a mask I get comfort.

"They're wearing masks, aren't they?" Ike at a glance.

"There's not a single one..Ranch, mbak..!" Hm..Again, that billboard slogan is just an artificial sweetener!

"Lisbet, what's up, Ke?" I passed Ike in a hurry.

"Dark plate. They're a lot, mbak!" Maybe a bowl and plate will be used.

I descended the stairs rushing towards the first floor. This shop is two-story. First floor.for cafe, second floor.for break time. But, it also became my inn and Ike at night.

Duh, the group is a lot. Four tables in the background, and two tables inside. By coming at once, it was indeed a bit troublesome. Usually a lot of it.but in turn...

Orders for the two tables inside, I've given Tia yuk. I went back to four tables outside. This Samar dig dug I ignored. Two tables I've recorded the message. Shift my feet next to my side. One by one I saw.one by one I recorded. I looked at everything with great attention.

I was at the last table. The father of the Grace whom I had seen at a glance, I deliberately came to the last. The middle-aged man who still looked young and clearly charismatic was sharply glaring at me. I realized that from the beginning.

Camer the bad guy is handsome. Even the handsome face of chow yun fat looked very clear to him. Mr. David, the mayor didn't blink a single glance at me!