The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 5

"What breakfast is today?"

Mas Eksan came and grabbed the glass in a special cupboard of glass storage. I just pointed into the container where the employee's breakfast rations were.

"Soto?" Ask. I nodded in understanding. Both my hands were busy sorting out the chilies, separating the famously spicy fruit with the stem. Choose which can be stored as supplies tomorrow and which should be used immediately.

Don't be surprised why Mas Eksan is here all the time. Mas Eksan is one of the few employees who occupy a room that is intended for employees who come from far away. And also rest rooms for room boy employees when they work 3rd shift or night shift.

Mas Eksan is one of them. He is from Bondowoso. The guy is nice, supple and likes to joke. The nature of his father is very visible, making people comfortable when talking to him.

I was still in my position, sitting on a long wooden bench attached to the didindin. When Mak Rini came carrying the order paper.

"There's my part, Mbak?" I asked without changing my seat and turned to Mbk Rini.

"No, all the kitchens behind Ar" he replied after re-examining the order paper in his hand. After that he said out loud to the people in the kitchen behind whatever was ordered by the guest.

I went back to my job after making sure with my own hearing that no food order was my part.

"Have breakfast?" Mas Esan took a seat next to me with a bowl of soto rice he brewed himself.

"Still males mas. Come on later."

"If it's any different, it's not breakfast, it's lunch." He said while putting a spoonful after a spoonful of soto rice into his mouth. I'm just smiling.

"Enak, Mommy?" I asked him between the meals he ate.

"Enak, can you make another bowl? I'll take it to mess."

"For whom? don't tell Mas Eksan to eat it again when he gets in mess?"

"Yes, kirain mas. Keep doing who?"

Mas Eksan turned to look at me, then returned to feed his rice.

"Ish, asked even dicuekin. It's Males, make it yourself." Rajuk.

"Your leg hurts!!, I brought it to her."

The reflex of my hand stopped. I turned my face towards Mas Eksan. I wish I had heard him wrong or at least he was joking. But in vain, because the next sentence confirms that he meant it.

"He's sick, it's his third day if it counts since he's been sick. But the second day he's off because yesterday was his allotment off and today he's on leave."

Mas Eksan finished his meal, sipping warm tea. After that, I looked at the one who was still silent.

"He's in mess?" I stared at Eksan.

"Yes, exactly he didn't come home after the night shift the other day. Because I don't feel well."

"Why not tell me?"

"This is what I told you." Mas Eksan smiled

"Ish, you can send a message. What is the strange behavior when there is a reservation is one of them? was he sick at the time?" Read me

"Yes." Yeah." Mas Eksan nodded. "He was sick that afternoon. But for holidays is not possible, on that day Roy and Dian are also on leave. They can't cancel it. You know, Dian's been home for a week. While Roy, he had an event and had been gone since morning. So the Imam had to force himself to be present."

Obviously at length.