Reborn Poor's

A date?

Saturdays and Sundays are vacation days, but not for me, I have to work. Precisely a weekend day is a day where many visitors come just to gather with loved ones, whether girlfriends, friends, or family.

Here I am now, in the coffee shop, along with my sister, of course I am still at the cashier, that is my specialty.

Me : Americano one, cappuccino Latte one.

Brother: Okay.

We returned to work with a focus on our own work. While the task of delivering to the table is Fitza's brother, Cindy. He's still in High School.

I'm still wondering, was I Fitza's girlfriend, or was she just kidding me at the time? It seems joking, if dating for sure he will take me on a trip tonight, it will be Sunday night, the night of the young girls for a date, a night that I have never done with a partner in my previous life.

It turns out that today home quickly, this coffee shop is closed in the afternoon. Does Fitza want to date? means she has a boyfriend dong? Then I'm not her boyfriend? She lying?

Suddenly Mr. Fitza asked me to come out tonight, which surprised me.

Brother Fitza: Let's go out tonight

Me : Where?

Sis Fitza: Go for a walk, eat, go where, we're going out.

I was speechless when Fitza blinked her eyes after taking me along. There's nothing I can say but say yes, anyway if I go out tonight, I'll meet a lot of handsome young people, all buying clothes for this girl. She has to be beautiful to lure Jeremy Tan. Just remember that I'm sick of it, but for the sake of this girl, I have to be a little ambitious and rack my brain to lure her in. Certainly in a classy way.

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I started picking clothes to date with the guy who claimed to be my girlfriend. As I expected, she has no feminine clothes, let alone for dating! Should I borrow from Salsa? Because he often uses the dress. I immediately rushed to his room and started seducing him.

Me : Salsa...

Salsa: What?!

Me: May I borrow your clothes?

Salsa: Tumben is a child

Salsa: Where's tuch?

I'm : Very stupid anyway

Salsa: Eitshaw.. He said to minjem..

Me : Yes, baby..

Salsa: yes.. Where are you going with who?

Me : Same brother who works at the coffee shop where I work.

Salsa: Work? your feelings are the same as the owner who works there. Any new officers?

Me : Owner? Wh who?

Salsa: Lawak ni son.. You really amnesia?

Me: You mean Brother Fitza?

Salsa: Yes the Fitza, he's the owner. How the hell is this same boss's own son forgotten.

I just fell silent for a moment. 'Sister Fitza owner? This is a fact, Lord...' My inner. I've been acting like he's the same age as her, thankfully he's relaxed. Why am I so worried about this? It's worth it that he always smokes a smile when he's with me, when he's chatting, and when we're together. Surely my behavior is very different, from the previous rigid and very respectful of a boss, being a very straightforward partner and treating him like a peer. Do I have to act like normal, or do I suddenly turn into an employee who has little respect for his boss? It's impossible, right? It was strange, because I did not treat him with respect at all, despite his age above mine. I'd better pretend I don't know and act like I always do.

I'm still picking clothes in Salsa's room. My eyes were fixed on a plain light blue colored clothes on my knees. Perfect!

Me: Sal, this is it.

Salsa: yes, take it...

Me: Thank you Salsa baby!

I who rushed straight to the room, did not forget to kiss Salsa's cheek earlier. He's surprised not to get stuck. I know this girl is different from Ariana, I'm Rachel, who comes from the future and maybe another world, I don't know I'm still confused.