
The waiter Rafa spoke to looked at his friend who was wrapping a cake that already belonged to Asyifa.
" I'm sorry, sir, but this already belongs to someone else" the servant replied.
" But I was in a hurry. You guys are how to prepare more. But it's still morning. Work is very not sejus," said Rafa who looks upset.
Asyifa who was waiting at the back heard Rafa who was angry and wanted the same cake as the one in her message. Asyifa did not see Rafa's face. For turning his back on Asyifa.
" This is the message" said the waiter gave Asyifa which Ashifa was less focused because of her attention to the back of the man who scolded the employee.
" Why is she?" ask Asyifa.
" Oh that's mbak, he wants the same cake. It's just that he has to wait. But I don't want to" replied the waiter.
Asyifa seemed to think for a while "mbak is okay. If you want to give it to him there. Looks like he's in a hurry. I went to the supermarket for a minute. So it's okay to have me lately. So just give it to him" said Asyifa who relented to Rafa.
" But Ma'am," the waiter hesitated.
" Don't worry I'll buy it. So this I pay in front, later finished from the supermarket will be taken," said Asyifa who gave the money directly.
" Well then," said the waiter and Asyifa smiled and she immediately left the place choosing to wait while shopping that there was still something she needed.
The waiter immediately approached Rafa who was still scolding the other friend.
" I'm sorry, sir," said the waiter who still holds the paper bag with the contents of the cake that Rafa needs.
" What else is it?" ask Rafa ketus.
" It's the cake you want" said the woman.
" It was not that your friend said that the cake was not there and had to wait another half hour" said Rafa ketus.
" Right sir. But incidentally the lady who had ordered first gave it to the master. Since he's not in a hurry and it's fine if he has to wait," the waiter replied with a slight explanation.
" Who's this cake?" ask Rafa.
" Miss over there," replied the servant pointing outwards to which Asyifa was walking and Rafa could not see who the woman washe only looked at her back.
" Is this cake really the same?" rafa asked a little doubt.
" Right master cake is the same," replied the woman.
" Well then," said Rafa who finally took the cake and Rafa immediately made the payment.but he was still looking towards the road that Asyifa had gone further and further. But his face was still visible and there was nothing Rafa could think of to respond to the matter.
After getting what he wanted Rafa re-entered his car. Put the cake on the seat next to it.
" It should be if you can not meet the willingness of Coustemer do not need to sell," said Rafa who was still so upset with the bakery waiter who made his emotions stirred.
But quite there is Asyifa even though Rafa is not grateful for the rescue of women who until now did not know who it was.
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Rafa continues his journey to his house where his mother waits there. Rafa has got a message from the mama must hurry because the cake was to be sent. But Rafa is still waiting at the red light.
Rafa turned towards the cake beside him and opened it straight away. Rafa just makes sure what doesn't fit his order. It turned out to be appropriate but who stole his attention there were greeting cards in the box of the cake.
Rafa picked it up and read it.
..." Good morning Opa, nice day to get to Opa. Bismillah with a sweet cake Favorite we can start sweetness days with Opa, may Opa always be happy....
...Asyifa who always loved Opa....
The writing made Rafa snort a slanted smile.
" At this time there are still women who can talk sweetly like that to his grandfather. Not that most women now just say sweet and prioritize their lovers. The family must be so later," grumbled Rafa who argued.
Maybe Rafa is just posing for himself because he's like that too. More frequent fuss with his mother and often sweet on his girlfriend Miranda. Yeah Rafa's in the mirror right now.
" Ashypha. Why is the name not foreign," Rafa inner often heard that name.
" Agha is there-anything that makes the mind grow," said Rafa grumbled himself.
Rafa did not care at all what the letter that was written before Asyifa. Rafa put the greeting card in his car drawer. Because it is impossible to keep putting in the box of the cake. There will be a question mark for her mother and anyways when she can say that sweet. Fortunately, it was checked first.
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Asyifa who has finished doing everything, shopping as necessary and taking her order cake finally arrived at her opanya house. Ashifa drives by herself. Because besides being beautiful and smart, she is also very independent.
Asyifa got out of her car with the cake she was holding and also had a plastic bag in her other hand. The opanya house is already very many people who come in and out of the house. Which may be some people who seem to have needs in the house that takes care of the wedding of Lulu and Roni.
Asyifa also directly entered the house and simultaneously suddenly there was a car stopped in front of him that made Asyifa step stopped. A middle-aged man who got out of the car with the same paper bag as him who came from the bakery he bought earlier.
" Excuse me mbak!" greet the father politely.
" What's wrong, sir?" ask Asyifa.
" Is this really Mr. Rudi's house?" ask those fathers.
" It's absolutely true. I happen to be his grandson," replied Asyifa.
" Oh what a coincidence. This is no deposit from the lady Sofia, I'm the driver who delivered it," said the man gave Asyifa paper bag that he held and it made Asyifa difficult to take it because his hands were full.
" Whose mistress? Who yeah?" ask Asyifa who does not know.
" His colleague Dr. Rendy" the fathers replied.
" Oh so yes I will tell my Opa" said Asyifa.
" Good ma'am, then excuse me first" said the fathers. Asyifa nodded and the fathers left immediately.
Asyifa saw the paper bag the same as her and made her seem to think something. Namum did not want to bother Asyifa also entered the Opanya house.
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