The Forced Marriage Maid

Sari Wishes to Ask for Photos

Early in the morning Kasih had left for work as usual he preferred to take the bus, now he wears a special uniform sign as he became an employee at the restaurant, and now he is wearing a special uniform,the clothes are very fitting in wearing a long black pencil pants made of rubber texture and sky blue shirt.

Actually beautiful but because of the style of the hick does not support the appearance.

Kasih arrived at the restaurant faster than others maybe Mr. Boss has come he ran quickly after opening the door, before entering the kitchen he greeted Coky with a smile today he looks cheerful.

It turned out that the Chefs had arrived earlier than him when they saw the Chefs fighting with the smoke of the fire on the stove, the sound of barrels from the cauldron and blades along with making noise and Sari had also come.

"Hay Sari." Say hello near the table where Sari cut vegetables. "Hay too." Sari answered with a smile.

Kasih sits in the chair next to Sari while helping to cut vegetables and other trinkets, talking a little to know the past with each other until the giggling is not clear like a long time friend.

Sari is also not so familiar with the others he is known as the most quiet waitress even though he has been working there for 2 years, this is the first time he is familiar with someone and can show his sweet laughter.

"Owhh yes Love, are you married or still Single.?" asked but the hands still work.

A moment of silent Love stopped his activity cutting vegetables wanted to answer the question of new friends. "It." Love whispered softly into the girl's ear her eyeballs circled around making sure no one heard.

Sari came to a stop and looked at Kasih closing her mouth like a Korean woman's style when laughing. "Wihhh, who's that guy.? when can dong be recognized.?" Sari glanced at the naughty further asking. "What does your husband do.?" the question is getting deeper.

Again Kasih stopped his activities while sighing a little. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you who my husband was."

"Why,? is your husband ugly.?" Sari started jaim giving a plump smile.

"No, it's just that my husband isn't a random person." Kasih continued cutting vegetables.

"Wek Wek Wek, not a random person, is he a person who has power or a creature like Spiderman.?" Sari was silent for a moment thinking about the man who became the husband of Love like a b***h man.

"Hm." Love closes the conversation with a smile without answers it is difficult to explain things that she should not reveal about who the man who has become her husband, she said,if it is said that it is also not an easy matter actually later he will be stamped women have made up stories such as marrying a noble son.

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Yura walks into the restaurant right where Kasih works Yura is so graceful wearing a red dress her hair curls red color is allowed to unravel just like that, because indeed she is very beautiful so it looks fitting to wear any fashionable style.

he walked towards the table that had been occupied by several people, two pairs of couples were waiting for him there lazily Yura smiled forcefully.

"Hay everything." Yura greeted the four people as she arrived at the table.

"Hay, come here." The woman named Andien became the figure of Yura's mother standing up to greet her. "Yura meet Aunt Mira and her husband Om Tama." Andien is like a host knows them.

"Hay Auntie om, nice to meet you." Yura gave the couple a greeting of chips to each other, of course the reply was friendly.

Bram as the character of Yura's father danced a chair that partially went under the exit for Yura's seat. "Sit down, son." Bram lets Yura sit in the middle of him and Andien.

"Servant." Andien shouted to the waiter.

"Welcome to our restaurant, please select the menu." gently Love spoke while thrusting the menu to the table.

"Come on the pick." Bram took the book to show his friend they also chose some of the best food in the restaurant, some of the food has been requested politely Love took back the book.

"Please wait for it." Love turned the body walking towards the kitchen.

Yura silently chose to silence the old men and talked about work with all the gimmicks, while waiting for food to come and someone else.

The food is finished with the perfection of a special variety, the food has been neatly arranged in the trolly just send it to the order.

"Let's just come here let me drive him." Sari stops the kitchen trolly that has been encouraged by Love.

Love pulled that trolly. "No need Sar, just let me." Refrained.

"Please Love let me just drive him, I want to ask for an autograph with Yura Agnesia." please use a sad face emot.

"Who is Yura Agnesia.?" sure enough if Kasih is not too familiar with celebrities, entrepreneurs, Governors, and the President of the Fatherland, even though she became a suitable human she was named the oldest woman in the world.

" When you don't know, anyway,? Yura is a famous painter worldwide to foreign, everyone knows her including me as her big fan." happy to tell about the woman. "Okay, let me just." Sari grabs the trolly pushing towards the table, bodo yaa very lah, Kasih goes back into the kitchen doing other tasks.

Food's coming..!

"It's Master and mistress." one by one Sari arranged the food to the table she glanced at Yura who was busy with a cell phone. "Excuse me Miss Yura, may I request a signature and a photo.?" Asking for permission as well as thrusting his eye phone sparkled to see the person who was most in demand by him.

"All right." Yura happily gave two requests of her fans, snap, twice the picture has been printed on the camera phone Sari, Yura is always friendly to fans even everyone.

Sari asked for a signature painted on her uniform after getting what she wanted, she left with a million smiles before parting first with Yura and the old man and two more.

Food has been held in the ciduk by them hunger has also flared in the stomach, maybe they have not had breakfast from home and make a meeting while having breakfast together.

"Hay all." suddenly came a young man to their table in a contemporary style.

"Well, how long is it.?" Between the protests or the inquires recommended by Mira.

"Sorry, the road was jammed." Dilan pulled up the chair wanting to sit next to her papa.

Mira was a little upset towards Dilan she looked at her son. "Owh yes, this is Yura Dilan you still know, right,?he now works as an international director in various television circles." Mira knew those two people.

"Hay Yura." Dilan extended a hand. "Hay too." Yura also replied to him.

After shaking their hands, they sit up neatly.

They also enjoy the food greedily until it runs out before continuing the deeper conversation.

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