Shocked Marriage

Part 5's. Kiosks

Irene walked inside the company kitchen. He was confused how to make a cup of coffee because since childhood he was always served with a lot of servants in his house.

"Jeez, I don't know how to make coffee. This is the point of taking cooking classes since childhood in order to be proficient in working in the kitchen. Sorry I didn't follow Mama's word for cooking class and started learning to make any drinks myself. Okay, calm down Irene. Making coffee is easy just by mixing sugar, coffee powder, and hot water. Okay, let's now find out where the coffee grounds are stored,"

Irene began looking for where employees who usually work in the company's kitchen store coffee grounds. He continued to search until he finally found the coffee powder was in the kitchen set cupboard attached to the wall.

"I finally found you. All right, now let's start by taking hot water first in the dispenser,"

Irene pressed the red button on the dispenser. Then, the water came out flowing into a white glass glass. After seeing that it was enough, Irene brought it back and placed it on the table. He took a jar filled with coffee grounds. Then put it in the glass. After the coffee powder and hot water were mixed, Irene stirred it.

Ting...Ting..Ting..

The sound of the glass and spoon clashed inside the quiet company kitchen.

"It's over, now we just love sugar,"

Irene turned her body and looked for where the jar containing sugar because there were so many jars - jars containing spices kitchen.

"Which sugar yes," (Irene saw - saw and guessed - which jar contained sugar )

"This time yes, as far as I know the sugar is white. So maybe this one,"

Irene took one of the jars and put two spoons of the contents of the jar into the coffee glass to be given to Afnan. After that, Irene stirred it so that something she guessed as sugar dissolved and mixed evenly.

"Well, the coffee made by Young Miss Irene is done. I'm sure that Boss would love this coffee. Now it's time we get this coffee for him,"

Irene immediately brought a glass of coffee made to Afnan's room.

*****

Chequek.

The door of Afnan's room was open, Irene entered the room while bringing a cup of coffee to Afnan.

"This sir, the coffee is done. Please drink,"

Irene placed the coffee on Afnan's table and Afnan looked suspiciously at the coffee.

"Why do I feel unsure about this coffee made by you? It's like it's gonna make me die in the blink of an eye,"

"Sir Afnan, please yes. I had to make a glass of coffee for my father. So appreciate my struggle dong, sir,"

"Okay, okay, all right. I'll drink it,"

Afnan lifted the coffee and tried it. However, Afnan's face changed immediately after trying a glass of coffee made by Irene. Then, Afnan also spouted coffee that he had drunk because it could not stand the bad taste.

"Sir Afnan, I'm fine, you're fine,"

"This is what coffee is, it tastes so salty. You want me to die of high blood yes,"

"Huh, salty?! The hell of a time, sir,"

"If you don't believe it, try it yourself. Here's the coffee,"

Afnan gave the coffee back to Irene. Irene who did not believe that her homemade coffee was not tasty immediately tried it. And sure enough, Irene coughed - coughing when she knew that the taste of her homemade coffee was really - really very salty.

Uhuk..Uhuk..Uhuk..

"Good god, my throat hurts. It tastes so salty,"

"That's right,"

"Well, if that's how I made it again, yes,"

"Eitsss, wait a minute. I want you to make some milk. No more coffee,"

"Well, I'll make it soon,"

Irene rushed to leave Afnan's office to return to the kitchen.

****

Irene walked back into the company kitchen while feeling upset that Afnan told her to do something that was not her job.

"Basar Boss nyebelin, already know I can not make coffee even told to make coffee start so salty taste. There is a secretary whose job is to make coffee for the Boss. The feeling in his company Papa, the secretary of his work is nothing like this. Ih so sprained. I want to make milk for Boss no sane again,"

Irene resentfully picked up the new glass and refilled it with hot water. But when Irene was filling the glass with hot water accidentally the glass fell and the hot water spilled until it hit Irene's hand.

Aww.aw.( Irene's moaning pain )

"Irene, what are you?," (Salman arrived - arrived and immediately approached Irene who looked in pain )

"Sir Salman?! Ah, I'm fine, brother,"

"Yes, Brother. But it's okay, just a little pain,"

"If left alone this could be an infection, I'll get you a P3K box first, yeah,"

"No, brother,"

"You wait here, let me get you a P3K box first,"

Salman left Irene to get her a P3K box.

"That's a lot of concern, brother Salman is the same as me. So baper,"

Not long after, Salman also returned with a box of P3K for Irene.

"Here's your hand that's drenched in hot water let me treat it,"

"No, brother Salman, let me treat myself,"

"It's okay - let me just treat your hand," (Salman started applying the grilled ointment to Irene's wrist that was splashed with hot water )

Aww.aw.( The Irene )

"It's over, in a few days it'll heal,"

"Thank you, brother,"

"Same - same. What are you doing here?,"

"Ah, I was told by Mr. Afnan to make him a glass of milk,"

"Oh yeah,"

"What is Salman doing here?,"

"I just want to take a glass of water because my throat arrived - thirsty after a few hours of full work without drinking,"

"If that's what let me get you, yes" (Irene immediately picked up an empty glass. Then fill it with water and give it to Salman )

"It's a glass of water, brother,"

"Thank you,"

"Same - same,"

"Well, if that's what I was first. Be careful not to get your hands splashed with hot water again,"

"Yes, Brother,"

Salman left the company kitchen. After Salman left, Irene jumped in joy at being pleased with Salman's concern for him.

"Ohhh, my heart beats very fast. Is this what we call love? I didn't think that Salman could pay any attention to me. I think my decision to work here was not wrong. I'm sure Salman will soon fall in love with me, too,"

As Irene was shouting - screaming in excitement, she accidentally bumped into a janitor who was behind her.

"Jeez, I'm sorry mbak,"

"It's okay, Mom. I was all wrong,"

"No, no, I'm wrong,"

Irene looked towards the glass of milk that was still full on a tray that the janitor had brought.

"Hmmmm, mbak it's still new milk huh,"

"Yes, Mom. This milk I was going to bring to Mr. Hardi. But apparently, Mr. Hardi wants warm tea instead of milk,"

"Then the milk for me is yes rather than waste,"

"Bye, Mom. But it's okay, what,"

"It's okay as long as the milk is new and still warm. It's not gonna be anything it's for me just the milk,"

"Yes, please, this is Mom's milk,"

"Thank you,"

Irene with her ingenious mind also lang brought a glass of milk that she got from the janitor to the Afnan workspace.

"What - what a time yes, Mr. Afnan drink this milk even though this is made for others right the important name is also still milk after all is still new and still warm too. It won't hurt her stomach right" said Irene, who was still walking towards Afnan's study.