Not Planned Love (R3)

.63-Cuek But Romantic

📚.63-Cuek But Romantic

"The sick man has his own way of being romantic." - Arsenov Rayyan

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It has become a habit if a child is educated to work hard since childhood. In order that later, he lived independently and did not live dependent on his parents constantly. Not that parents do not want to help the life of their daughter's son, but they only want their daughter's son to be independent. Because the world is like a spinning wheel, man will never know when it is above when it is below the lowest point of life.

Because of that, these young people have penetrated the business world from an early age. They dare to take steps to become entrepreneurs by relying on personal capital, without money from parents.

"Syad, the new container until it's coffee from the farmer." Said the handsome man with the black apron typical of male baristas.

"Hm. Take it to the storage."

"OK." Said the handsome man, before he left.

"Don't you?" Call another man, who is also wearing the same uniform and apron as the man.

"What's up Ron?"

"Bang, monthly shopping for semetara so that it is handled with children. Arra is busy with his new content."

"Monthly shopping?"

"Yes. The need for trees bang. Arra usually takes it directly to the manufacturer."

"Hm."

The handsome man who was behind the bar table nodded in understanding. This afternoon, after school he did take the time to stop by the caffe that he pioneered with his relatives and friends.

"Handle is the same as you are in the room."

"But bang, I can't handle the same market problems of manufacturers." Aroon hesitated.

"It's usually Arra or Arsen."

"Try first, let you understand in the future. Take the kids who used to go with Arra or Arsen too, let's help you."

Aroon nodded in the end. He must also learn rather in the future able to master the part.

"Hoamm.. ngantukk" said another handsome man, who had just sat himself on a chair.

The handsome man in a plain black shirt looked tired, with eye bags under the circles of his eyelids.

"Just finished?" Ask Aroon.

"Hm. This time the client is complicated. Ask to break the safe password that has been 10 years can not be opened."

"Sandi safe?"

"Hm. Complicated, because I have to hack hundreds more users to find out the password."

"Wow, amazing."

"He'em. But the pay is good, too." Davian's Goddamn.

"How much?"

"1" Davian said, pointing his index finger.

"One what? A million? the tens? a hundred? or what?"

"One M." He said while chuckling. "Lumayan, can make buy a new PC. The old one wants to be soft." Davian's naughtiness, wishful thinking.

PC: Personal Computer

"Veryllery?" Confused Aroon.

"Take a new one." Answer Davian.

"Well, 1 M to buy a PC. Make nabung or all of you, let your future prosper." Said Aroon while patting his twin shoulder.

"My life is prosperous, as long as there are still clients who need my services." Kekeh Davin was proud.

"Oh yeah, where's the dilapidated sodara? He's not usually shady."

"Bang Davin in the workshop. Many more patients, there was one bugati Divo who wanted to be serviced, but bang Satria was not there. So Davin's the handle."

"Divo Regents?" Aroon nodded.

"What color?"

"Red metallic."

"Wihh. It must be sexy..." Sumringah. "Gue got annoyed first. I haven't serviced a sports car for a long time, miss."

Davian moved from his seat. With the spirit of 45, the handsome man instantly passed carrying with him his belongings. It's common knowledge, if Radityan one's great-grandson likes to copy sports cars. The automotive world besides Davin, in fact Davian is also interested in it.

"Davian to the workshop?" Ask Arsyad.

"Yes bang. Nemu's a victim of his kayak."

"Hm."

Arsyad moved on, taking over the power of the coffe-making machine. When he saw three women in a Sabrina-style press approaching the bar table.

"Sister, would you like a message?" Ask one of them.

"Yes. Yes," said Aroon kindly.

"Ice Americanyone, dalgona coffee one, lecy izy ice one." Message the curly-haired woman.

"OKs. Can wait a minute, brother."

"Yes." Yeah." Said the woman, while stealing the lyrics towards Arsyad who was busy behind the coffe-making machine.

"Mr?"

"Eh, huh?"

"Can you wait while you sit? That's the other one. The order will be delivered." Aroon told me.

The three women nodded. Unknowingly, they had indeed made another queue wait for a long time.

During a visit to the cafe, Arsyad did not hesitate to become a barista or waiters. It's just that, if he does that then the customers will do various ways to linger ordering. Therefore, Aroon asks Arsyad to stay behind the bar table and let the others become waiters.

Caffe founded by Arsyad and friends is indeed a strategic location. In addition, the price of food and drinks is friendly. At the end of each month there will be a discount, and every beginning of the month there will be a new menu launching plus special discounts. In addition, they also always prioritize the best quality of raw materials for all the preparations they make. From chefs, assistant chefs, kitchen handlers, witers, bar table keepers, baristas, to couriers between online orders, they are all young people/students. It also becomes its own magnet to attract the interest of users.

Like now, for example. Even though it was night, the average male workers who had above average faces had been flooded with sweat and fatigue, the caffe visitors even more booming. Most of the visitors are women who still feel at home beautiful nongki-nongki, while enjoying the music presented by the band made by Davian. The handsome man was already very happy, singing every song he brought with full of passion. His attractiveness and aura captivates him, certainly able to make many women amazed.

"Si Davian tempe mulu mau mula." Kekeh Davin, while watching the show presented in front of his eyes.

"Tempe?" Confused Arsenic. "Snake dong?"

"Not connecting." Arsen said while storing two cups of coffee latte on the tray.

"What number's the table?" Tanya Davian, who swiftly took over the tray containing the two coffee lattes.

"Number 29. Same order two cheesy cakes too." Aroon Imbuh.

"2 cheesy cakes." Said Arsyad who came to bring the order of sweet snacks.

"Goodle. I'm a handsome waiters first." Davin said, winking his eyes, witty.

"Basic. Got all sodara kok tempe." Aroon commented, patting his eel.

"Lo's sodara." Sindir Arsen chuckled.

"Yoyu bang. Sodara is all."

Arsen laughed crisply hearing that. Laughter that can anesthetize a lot of air there. Many eyes turned to look at him that very second.

"Ups. Sorry, I'm let go." The word is as flat as possible.

"Oh my baby?! So handsome!"

"Yes alohhhhh, handsome abis."

"Gumesssh."

"Cogan again laughs, like." Said the women there, boisterous when they saw Arsen's laughter echoing.

"A cute charm is different." Davin's comments are back.

"Yes that." Aroon added.

Arsyad who saw that only shook his head thinly. From now on, he was also uncomfortable himself when many eyes were stolen to look at him. In addition, tonight he also had to overtime until night in the cafe until work hours were completed. He also wanted to go home. After school, he went straight to this place. Without going home and meeting people first, including his beloved wife. Arsyad wants to go home because he wants to see his wife soon. However, it seems that it is still not realized considering there are still many customers.

Cringggs

The sound of bells ringing from the caffe door, seems to make Arsyad turn his head. He never cared much to look at the door. But this time, there was a part of his heart that encouraged him to look at the door. When a girl appeared behind the door, her heart suddenly beat faster. Davian's melodious singing also seemed to stop instantly when the beautiful girl pressed midi in light green knee-length.

Many men also stole a look at the woman. Without being able to blink, they were stunned by the beautiful figure of the hazelnut.

"Yanda?"

The soft voice was softening, as his tiny body stood right before the body of the owner of the call that did not move in the slightest.

"Yanda why?" Asked the beautiful girl, while touching the owner's firm jaw. No matter if they were currently being spectacle materials.

"Say mother, yanda overtime. This mother was born to Yanda." Said the beautiful girl, while showing her luggage.

"Yanda...?" Call him again, because there's no response.

"Who are you here with? It's late, why are you out of the house?" The handsome man opened his voice.

"Kara came here with the driver. It was also papih permission, papih can be kok."

"If there's anything how? Why are you coming here?"

Kara was stuck with the words full of anxiety. At first he just wanted to give suprise by coming to this place. But he didn't expect it to be like this.

"Sorry yanda. Kara," Pause the girl while looking down.

"Hm. Next time don't do this again." Arsyad said softly, while rubbing the tip of Kara's head.

The women there were immediately made to scream hysterically. A handsome man who had looked cold and cold, it could be as romantic as his girlfriend. They certainly speculate so, when looking at the interaction of Kara and Arsyad.

"We're going upstairs." Take Arsyad, holding Kara's hand. Taking her along with him, left the room that came back boisterous because of her.

"Duck but romantic." Davin commented with a faint smile.

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"Come, aa." Tell the beautiful girl. His fingers painstakingly fed the handsome man before him.

"Aren't you eating?"

"How to eat at home. Now there is yanda. Yanda must be full of food." Said the beautiful girl, before returning to offer a mouthful of rice along with the side dishes.

"You're a mess." Comments Arsyad.

"Hm, no really. That's according to yanda."

"Hm."

The beautiful girl smiled faintly, as the next mouthful until the rice and side dishes she brought in a tupperware ran out. The handsome man said hamdalah. Then painstakingly, Kara wiped the corner of her husband's lips with tissue. Letting the corner of the handsome man's lips dry again, after wiping the remaining drinking water left there.

"Kara?"

"Yes?" The girl looked up, looking at her interlocutor closely.

Cup

The beautiful girl blinked in surprise, her hazelnut bead looked at the handsome man who had just dipped his forehead thoroughly.

"Yanda..."

"Do you want to know, I miss you."

Deg

"Yanda what...?"

"Lost you." The words are clear.

Kara was suddenly attacked by a wild gurgle in the hollow of her chest. The man before him was indeed a poison for his heart and brain. Ck, Kara can go crazy just because of the baper.

"T-So this morning you saw Kara before school. W-why miss?" Lirih Kara was nervous, while fixing the cutlery she was carrying.

"Okay, I'm confused too."

Anxious. Kara is anxious herself with the brilliance of this handsome man. Many people admire his figure. Even if it's cute, if it's romantic he won't be half. But he can be grateful, because the romantic attitude is only shown to him.

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Uluuu... bang Syad buciiinnn... agree not if yanda is the cousin of Kara? but it can't be so bucinnn either. The important, cute but romantic😍

Hayo....readers now miss who? The arraGean? ArraArsenic? or jodoh2 the triple? answer yes. Don't forget to like, vote, comment, share and follow me if you like. Sorry up lamaaa🙏 reason I still the same, with the busy world of my life that is so full of.

Sukabumi Feb 27, 2021