OVERNIGHT WITH CEO

Rice box

The romance who had changed clothes specifically for him to cook, walked out of the break room which at once had a dressing room and employee locker to the kitchen. But Bunga hurriedly approached his friend and teased him.

"Eh cieeeeeee, her husband. Hold hands anyway" teased Flowers while draping his hands on the shoulders of Asmara.

"What the hell are you, Bun? Necking me, huh? He maksa nganter I used to bring the safety of the twins so yes want me to not recite" said Asmara in a lazy tone to discuss it.

"Ah, the reason. He is tied to you like he is, there is a taste" said Bunga.

"Ngawur you are. Don't make me wish. He could not have felt the same as me, his work made me angry and sprained the same him" said Asmara with an annoyed tone.

Flowers also smiled smirk, it was true that there was already a feeling between them. From the tone of the sprains Asmara sounds like there is hope. The flower took her hand off the shoulder of Asmara and looked at her best friend deeply.

"Let me see your eyes. Hmmm, like it is, you already have the same taste of Alfano? What hayoo??" the Flower Goda guesses the feeling of romance.

"Sir, your guess is unwarranted. Emang you can not see my face if talking to him is innate anger continues and the sprain does not run out, how can there be a feeling of love all. You yes, do not talk strange2 like that especially in front of him" said Asmara gave a warning.

"Hahahahahhaha, let's see that after you get married next week, is there a change of feelings between you? I am yes, because a week you married like there has been a seed of love growing. I'm married, Asmara. So yes, the feeling of sprain husband and wife is a household spice. Kesel but love, kelas but kangen, angry but dear. That's right" said Bunga share a little experience with the household.

"That's your household, not mine. Don't be the same. Udah ah, I want to cook" Asmara said as she walked through Bunga towards the kitchen.

"Hahahaa, you prestige. The man of prestige will not lose his prestige before understanding his feelings. Surely you will feel what many wives feel out there if again sprained and angry with the husband. There is something that makes it better" muttered Flowers with a smile and then returned to the cashier chair.

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At 10 am, 2 builders asked Alfano on the foreman Zaenal came and Alfano immediately shifted the refrigerator and dismantled the triplex that covered the connecting door of the Asmara house. The man was in Jakarta as CEO but in Bandung as a builder also because Alfano helped dismantle the triplex, continued to stir the cement, and paint the walls.

The hired builder also Alfano told to allow the leaky marks on the roof of his house to keep watch next month it was raining. Keep the connecting door that has been opened, Alfano replace the door with a new door that is more pleasing to the eye because the old one already looks ugly and the wood has begun to decay.

Alfano also saw Asmara's house there was a leaky remnant on the roof of the sky in the middle of the kitchen, so he also told the builders to fix it as well.

At lunchtime, Alfano called kabeh's delicious restaurant number to order 3 boxes of rice for himself and the artisans. The flower that received the call also received Alfano's charm.

"Asmara, your husband ordered 3 rames box rice for lunch" Bunga said as he walked into the kitchen and delivered the order to his best friend's husband.

"Cock me the pesen? If it can love to Hani aja, stay nyiapin rice box, not cook new" said Asmara who is still busy cooking oseng meat orders customers.

"Well I'm infoin to you special, maybe you want to be ready for your own husband's order yakan. Rarely did he pesen rice box" tease Bunga that has no ceasing since know Alfano's attitude improved for his best friend.

Asmara does not reject the temptation of Bunga anymore but he bestows Alfano's order on his assistant chef.

Flowers just giggled at the attitude of his best friend.

"Hahaha, my wife is ashamed of this cat. Yaudah, I'm waiting for the rice box in front. Alfano asked to be sent so I asked Mr. Parjo to help me" said Bunga then walked out of the kitchen.

"That's why the hell , today I mulu mulu mulu the Flower tuh" muttered Asmara while moving the oseng meat that has been cooked to the customer's plate.

Not long after, Hani brought 3 boxes of rames rice to the cashier to give to Bunga but his boss instructed to be given to Parjo the restaurant parking lot in front of the standby to send the order to Alfano.

Hani also brought the 3 rice boxes to the front and received Pak Parjo then brought the order to the ordering house. Bunga had informed the delivery address at the Asmara house, so Pak Parjo had no trouble finding a booking house and the distance was quite remote.

Less than 5 minutes, Pak Parjo motorbike to the Asmara house whose door is open. He got off the bike and intended to call the person in the house. But before Mr. Parjo got to the door, Alfano had exited the Asmara house first.

"Sir Alfano huh?" greet Pak Parjo while carrying a crackle containing 3 rice boxes.

"Betul, Mr Parjo from Enak Kabeh huh? I just got a call from the restaurant he said the father who delivered my order" Alfano replied subtly.

"Really, Sir. This is the order of the father" said Mr. Parjo while handing over the crackle he brought. Alfano received the crackle and took something in his pocket that turned out to be money.

"This is for dad. Thank you for sending my order" said Alfano while giving money in red but lipetted may not look nominal. Yes how ya but the Indonesian people know that red money is the largest fraction of the currency that is 100 thousand so yes even though it is covered with lipets already know 😝

Mr. Parjo was ashamed to accept it until Alfano's hand was handed directly to the father.

"Yesampun, Sir. Very much indeed. Later I was scolded by Neng Bunga if I received this much postage" said Pak Parjo like ketakuta.

"Quiet, Sir. Bu Bunga will not be angry anyway, the order I have paid through the transfer. This is a fortune for you, accepted yes. Can't refuse the windfall" Alfano said gently.

The CEO is indeed behind his haughty and cold attitude, silent he likes to share the fortune to parents or someone who has helped him small and big things. Unfortunately, he did not like to spread this goodness so he still known as Alfano the haughty CEO.

Pak Parjo also saw the sincerity of Alfano and received the windfall with pleasure.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Alfano. May the family of the father with Neng Asmara last long until the grandparents and blessed children who sholeh sholehah. I am happy if Neng Asmara gets a good husband like father. I knew Neng Bunga and Neng Asmara when the restaurant opened. They are very good with me" the prayer and outpouring of heart of a Pak Parjo.

Alfano gave a genuine smile hearing prayers both for himself and Asmara.

"Amiin, thank you for your prayer Mr. Parjo" said Alfano to guarantee a good prayer.

Then Pak Parjo permission to return to the restaurant because the parking is crowded. Alfano went back into the house of Asmara while carrying a lunch cracker for him and the builders he hired. The man stopped the handyman's work and told them to have lunch with him.