The Daughter Of Mafia Queen

Chapter 32: CAFE STAR

A beautiful morning when the rays of the sun began to crawl gave a new light of hope. The roar of the motor left the seedy genk.

Meanwhile inside the red car parked two hundred meters from the meeting place. Sarah and Dela remove the mask, not forgetting to throw it in the trash can on the left side of the car. The two girls immediately put on their seat belts, and Dela started the engine.

"Sar, play yuk!" take Dela with the spirit of four five.

Sarah was silent to think for a moment, but dizzy also if you have to always listen to lecturers for hours in the classroom.

"Okay, to the mall. We can shop and play zone games," said Sarah agreed Dela's invitation.

Dela gave a thumbs up sign of agreement. Now the car is driving away from the abandoned area towards the main highway. One job will be completed by paid people, while the rest. Just wait for the game to start.

"Del, will Prita be our friend?" asked Sarah to shift the concentration of the friend who was focused on driving.

Dela gave a quick glance, before returning to focus on the streets, "Just relax, she needs you to make her brother's effort. Our plan is perfect. So, don't be dizzy."

Sarah mangosteen believe. Well after a long discussion. Finally, the two friends decided to destroy the Prita family cafe business. Actually just a threat for gang members cantika back together. Without the two girls realizing. The actions they planned could have taken the lives of innocent people.

The trip to the mall only takes half an hour, but the fun center is still closed. Just look at the hour hand showing at half-six in the morning. Dela chose to park the car into a cafe that is always open twenty-four hours. Cafe Bintang one of the contemporary cafes. Usually young people hang out with their herds.

"Yuk, down. We'll have breakfast first, laper tau." Dela said as she removed her seatbelt, then opened the car door.

Sarah took off her seatbelt and opened the car door, then went down, "Ok, the mall is still closed."

The two walk together. The beauty of the two girls could not be underestimated, making some young men who saw the arrival of Sarah and Dela fascinated. The whispers of the youths were too far away, while the one who became the attention thief was haughty with straight footsteps towards the cashier of the reservation.

"Del, I order as usual, but I go to the toilet first," Sarah asked with footsteps away from her friend.

Dela nodded letting Sarah go, then approached the cashier who was always standing by in front of the computer.

"Morning, Non. What do you want to order?" ask the cashier with a sweet smile.

"Gue pesen fruit salad one. Milkshake strawberry one. Fried shrimp flour one. Original green tea one. Apple pie two." Dela.

Mba cashier directly gave the total order, "The total is one hundred and fifty thousand. Want to pay cash or use a card?"

"Cash it," Dela reached into the pocket of the jeans took some red banknotes, and she gave it to the cashier, "Send it as soon as possible!"

"Okay, please wait at table number three." Answer the cashier Mba.

Dela left in front of the cashier, then sat down at table number three. Solitude makes the hair girl shoulder to shoulder choose to play mobile phone. As usual, his favorite is the game. The atmosphere of the cafe is not so crowded really supports his hobby that must focus on summarizing the enemy in the game.

Sarah just came out of the toilet. He accidentally looked at the window. Where out there is a mini park for the elementary school complex that is squeezed between a cafe and a doll shop. Lots of children who play with friends with laughter full of fun. But between all of these. One sight really made his heart envious.

Where can a child in a wheelchair still smile playing ball toss with his parents, while he? Don't go to the park together. Just a breakfast together can be counted fingers. Maybe once a year. There is pain that pokes the heart. The grip of the hand is so tight just to channel pent-up emotions until the gaze of the eye is diverted with another face.

"Did he have it there? Did Dela tell you I'm here?" he murmured with a question mark.

A man with a relaxed appearance walked towards the garden. Sarah's just following the pace of the men out there. Keep staring unblinkingly until the man stops in front of an empty swing with one rope broken.

"What's he doing?" ask Sarah to wonder.

Sarah walked out of the toilet, but instead approached Dela inside the cafe. Instead of going out through the side door of the cafe, then a small run towards the park. In just three minutes. Now the girl had stopped at a distance of two meters. However, there was no intention to call the man ahead there.

"I promise, all my actions will be accounted for. If possible, I'm sorry" said the man and took a rose from behind his shirt.

Roses with buds that have not yet bloomed are placed under a broken swing. Doesn't that look awkward?

Did I miss something? If yes, but what? Why is she here, and what are the flowers for?~the inner Sarah tried to digest everything that was happening before her eyes.