Only One Heart
New waiter in PraResto
Purna stared at the screen of his phone with a gaze of a nelangsa. Again, Aika did not let him talk. Sighing, Purna put the smartphone back on the nightstand, then dropped into the bed with a recumbent position. “Until when, Purna?” he asked himself. His eyes stared at the ceiling. Paying attention to Aika's smiling shadow on the ceiling of the room. Unknowingly, Purna rose's smile saw the beautiful face displayed by the screen of imagination. Purna knows, he has been positively insane. But this madness somehow made him a little happy. Happy on a heart wound that is still gaping.
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Na Nina: Yesterday I gave you a great CV. The butler said that you can go directly to PraResto today to sign a three-month employment contract for the initial trial. Na Nina: happened to be there again need a lot of additional servants, because yesterday some servants in PHK. So don't be late, ok. Na Nina: eight o'clock must be there. Na Nina: PraResto does not tolerate delays.
Aika read back the chat that Nina sent last night, then glanced at the clock listed on the screen head. Breathing slowly he exhaled from the mouth. Luckily it's not too late. Currently, Aika is standing in front of a famous restaurant in the number of south Jakarta. Judging from the story of Nina, this restaurant already has many branches in major cities throughout Indonesia. The owner's name is Mr. Marcus. That's all Aika knows, the rest she doesn't care about. Aika's memories then spin on the events of an hour ago at home. When he left here and said that he would work as a servant. And the response Riko gave was really annoying. Makes Aika barely ride the apoplexy. “Elo .. so waiter?” the big brother's round eyes looked increasingly round. Staring at Aika who was standing at Santi's side to stay away with a hyperbolistic expression. “Iya. Why did I become a waiter?” Aika asked back. Challenging Riko who is now laughing did not hear the honesty of his youngest sister. “Hahaha ... Aika .. pffftttt .. elo graduate degree in economics, you know .... And want to be a waiter? Oh, God!” “Riko!” Mama who had just been silent, reprimanded the eldest son who still did not want to be silent, while Aika's face that was melted had started to redden, just waiting for the time to get angry. “Sori, Ma .. but, haha ... emang Aika can work as a Servant?” Riko desperately held back a laugh. He looked at Aika with his eyebrows raised high, until he almost reached his wide forehead. “Mas don't do that, ah, same Aika!” jessica who had been standing behind Riko while carrying her briefcase, made a sound. Afraid he glanced at Aika whose face already looked tangled because ridiculed so by her brother. For two days they did not greet each other. Aika does seem mediocre, but Jessica who actually feels bad for her. “Emang, why would I be a waiter? Can't you?!” “Not that either, anyway!” Riko rolled her eyes. Not dealing with his sister who lately acted increasingly sensi. Slightly rebuked, nyalak. Diledek a little, nyablak, and just nenggol only, Aika already want negbacok. Maybe the effect he is still angry with Marko's decision yesterday. So thought Riko. “Elo wash dishes only, more clean weigh break. If you take a fork in the cabinet, like to be knocked down first before being made. The job of being a waiter must be perfect, Ka. If elolambant, the address will be reprimanded from others.” And Aika could only bow to hear Riko's words. What he now realized, the brother did not mean to mock, but rather to worry about it. “Gue definitely can, kok.” He snorted with a faint smile for Riko. “Toh, this is only while doang. until I get the corresponding work with the department,” he continued accompanied by a wide grin at the end of the sentence. “Work does not have to be in accordance with the department of college time, really. The important thing is comfortable, and the salary is also lumayann!” riko's correction which was responded to with a nod agreed by Aika. “Emang elo will work where, anyway? Restaurant or cafe?” “Restaurant, dong! PraResto, his name is.” Aika answered steadily. There was a proud tone in his voice. Yes, at least Aika does not work in a small dining area, even though her position is only as a lowly servant. “Pra ... PraResto?” Jessica repeated with a question. Staring at Aika with her pair of clear eyeballs that were rolling wider and wider. One confident nod from Aika answered her question. “It was, restaurant ...” “Kok even chat here, anyway?” Marko, the head of the Handoyo family suddenly appeared in his work suit. Cut the words Jessica wanted to say. “Udah starting this afternoon,” continued he while handing the red tie he tenteng to the mother who sat on the sofa living room while reading a new recipe to try at home, not paying attention to the tweets of his children who like to fight. “Ya, already. Riko left first,” The young man who was neat with his blacksuit suit was also reaching for the hands of mama-papa to be crucified before leaving. On Aika he advised, “Kalo elo emang already sure, I can only say one thing. Strong yes ...” Then go with Jessica who follows him from behind. Occasionally, Jess looks back, trying to say something, but is arrested.
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