The Conqueror the Delinquent

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"What can I do to help Miss Chef?" ask the author with his formal language.

"Nothing" sahut Arabella brief.

"No, miss chef, I also need money" said Ilham.

"Let's tell me miss chef" she continued, still trying to attract Arabella's attention.

"My name is Arabella not the chef's lady" Arabella said indifferently in a cold tone.

"Oh yes Arabella yes" Ilham held his chin with his index finger and thumb with a thinking face.

"Arabella, what should I call you?" continued again.

"Supper" indifferent Arabella.

"Kalo Ara! it's normal, Bella! it's normal, too, hm!"

Arabella's hand movement stopped after giving the finished food to the waiter through the order gap.

*Rabel. papa's daughter.

The most beautiful of papa's daughters.. Rabels..

Dear papa Rabel*...

Arabella took a few steps back while holding her throbbing head as several sentences rang out in her ears. It was as if something had happened and the name Ilham mentioned was like no stranger to him.

"Why you?" tanya Ilham was worried when he saw Arabella retreating while holding his head.

Arabella just shook her head in response and left leaving Ilham who still dumbfounded to see her.

"Wait!" aware of himself in staying, Ilham immediately took quick steps to pursue Arabella who had no idea where he was going.

While the other workers in the kitchen just glanced at what happened between Ilham and Arabella. Not daring to ask or show any reaction despite being shocked by what happened with Arabella earlier.

"Where are we going?" ask Ilham who is still following Arabella's steps.

It seems approaching Arabella makes her talkative and more attentive even if only to the girl.

Inspiration follows Arabella who enters the room that is bounded by a white object dangling down. Even the thing that covered it looked dewy.

The room was full of cooking and colder that made Ilham look back and forth without knowing where Arabella went.

In Ilham's estimation the girl kept walking straight. Though Arabella has turned to the meat section to take some meat that will be prepared for processing later if there is a message.

After putting some meat into a small box to keep the meat cool. Arabella realized that Inspiration was not around her.

"Where is he?" at the sight of him there was no one there.

Until the girl came out of the cooking storage room, Ilham remained invisible to her. Arabella shrugged both of her shoulders indifferently. Maybe back in the kitchen, he thought.

Arabella quickly returned to the kitchen because there was an order that she had to make immediately with meat.

Arriving at the kitchen, the other workers who were overwhelmed by what Ilham and Arabella did glanced at the open kitchen entrance. Only Arabella is seen without Inspiration. Where is he in their mind.

"Where's the boss' sister?" ask a man who is the head chef.

"I don't know" replied Arabella casually as she placed the box she was carrying near the sink.

"How could you! he didn't go with you!" say the other one.

"Maybe it's gone" said Arabella, who thinks Ilham may not be willing to continue his work as a chef.

"Where to?" ask the head chef again.

Arabella only shrugged her shoulders and was again busy with her work of processing food.

Finally they returned to work without asking much more questions and thinking about anything else other than work.

While in the food storage, Ilham still continues to revolve there to find where the girl who was in follow him.

"Rabelled! where're you?" call Ilham who has been in his car since.

"Rabelled! Rabel!"

Shelves filled with vegetables passed Ilham until he passed the shelf where spices that do not know what the name Ilham.

"Rabelled! where am I going?" Inspiration looks towards two different paths.

"Here is ajalah" Inspiration turned to the right where the meat section and all sorts of meat-smelling ingredients were there.

"Dot! big enough sausage" murmured Ilham shocked when he saw there was a large sausage on the top shelf and until the bottom shelf of the sausage is small.

Keep walking Ilham through the meat rack where Arabella had been there.

"Where's the girl?"

"Rabelled..!" call again.

"Where else is this way out? she's lost again!" muttered Inspiration with his own mind that did not realize that he was the one who had lost his way in the new place he entered.

Inspiration turned his steps back in the direction that was passed by him until he arrived back in the vegetable section. Ilham continued walking there for a while and finally he remembered one thing.

"Not when I entered I saw a vegetable rack! where was the vegetable yes" Ilham followed the path of the vegetable shelf looking where he had seen there are green vegetables that are shaped like a bouquet of flowers.

"Where ya.." up at the end of the shelf finally Ilham saw something like the one he saw earlier.

"Ah here it is! just the color is different, it was dark green is white" said Ilham while taking a cabbage flower and carried it to see the next shelf.

"Ha. This is it!" Inspiration again took the broccoli and juxtaposed the two vegetables in his hand.

"Bigger this one, how does it feel?" muttered Ilham again spoke for himself comparing to the two vegetables in his hand.

"How do you feel?" Inspiration never know and pay attention to the vegetables they eat.

Although his aunt always provides vegetables to eat but he who is indifferent and indifferent never care what type of vegetable. The important thing is available at the table, hungry to eat that is the Inspiration who does not choose food even though they do not know what to eat, as long as it can still be eaten and halal yes eat that is the motto of Ilham in terms of food.

"Loh! sir is here!" said a man who had just entered was about to pick up vegetables.

Inspiration looked to the side where the man who spoke was.

"Call Inspiration only" he said that was not comfortable in calling the master.

"Ah okay, but why are you still here? we thought it was gone" he said, which made Ilham frown.

"Go!" hernia.

"Yes, Arabella went back to the kitchen alone, when we asked you where she just said she didn't know" the man explained.

"So Rabel has returned" muttered Ilham as he looked at the two vegetables in his hand.

"Yes" said the man.

"First" said Ilham to the man who was older than him and then out of the door that was covered by a thick white object.

"Pantes in searchin does not exist, it has turned back apparently, meaning I dong who is lost" murmured Ilham as he stepped into the kitchen.

Inspiration also just realized that since then he was alone in the food storage room. And shouted alone to find the man who had gone from there, even with confidence Ilham thought Arabella was lost.

Even though it was himself, fortunately he was alone in there if there were other people who would be embarrassed he thought.