The Story of the Ordinary Girl

The Story of the Ordinary Girl
Breakfast Mischief



Happy Reading ....


I shook hands with the police on duty at the time, followed by Gusti who did the same thing.


I decided to retract the report made by the police. With the proposal of agreement, that Andi should not bother me anymore and approach me again. After we all signed the stamped contract, I thought it was over.


"Mr Girl wants to go home? Let me take ya ...." Gusti volunteered to give me a ride.


"Father, I can order ojol really." I'm stepping in to leave this precinct.


"O yes! One more thing, don't call me Ma! I'm only 20 years old. Call me by name, you look young too. What if I call you a loe-gue?" I turned to face Gusti who was behind me.


"okay! But, can't I get you back anter loe?"


"No need, I can go back by myself."


"But I maksa! I'm still worried about your safety, whether the man was immediately allowed to go home."


"Emang loe what if he really intercepts me again? Once a tonjok aja last night loe K'O," I laughed sneering at him.


"Don't sneer, because of last night. I've contacted my friends who like to train taekwondo."


I was surprised, what does that mean? And what's important is that he should talk to me like that. Uh! Never mind, I think .. is not important to think about either.


"Please, I'm anter huh?" the door again to me.


"okay! But ...."


"But what?" Gusti asked reassuringly my interrupted words.


"No! Nothing but."


Gusti gave me a way to follow in his footsteps. And we headed to the parking lot.


Along the way, we kept quiet. Although the question bejubel I want to throw, but I still hesitate to reveal.


"O yes! How much do I owe to pay for the hospital?" I try to break the silence between us.


"Not to think about it, it's my responsibility as a driver loe."


"I can't do that, I don't want to be indebted. Especially with someone I don't know."


"Gue said it was my responsibility. So ... Loe doesn't owe me anything."


"I am in debt."


"Or ... How about you buy me breakfast? After that, I assume everything is paid off. How's it?" Gusti tried to negotiate.


After I thought, there was also a benefit if I did not go home right now. Because, if Umi or people at home know I do not work, especially last night did not go home, there will be a lot of questions from them. I don't want to worry them.


"Deal!" my enthusiasm, while sticking out my hand. He was greeted by Gusti.


"Where are we going?"


"So much loe, where am I jabanin. As long as it's in the guuuue pocket, he," my challenge.


"That in front seems like an angkringan, is that all right?"


"okay!"


Gusti then turned his car towards the angkringan parking lot we saw. Slowly, the exorbitant price iron box pulled over safely in its resting area.


"Wait!" gusti said, when he saw me opening the car door.


I was hypnotized by the word 'Wait' I heard. My body was frozen, completely motionless.


The car door opened, and Gusti let me down. When walking from the parking lot to angkringan, I seemed to see a familiar figure in my eyes.


"Rama!" I ventured to call out to him, who was also heading towards the same place as me like him.


The man, pointing his index finger in front of his face. He seemed to be remembering who I was. Understandably, I am not a popular student in school. But I think Rama knows me. Because he and I were in first and second grade.


"Well! Girls, right?" Rama shone remembering my name. And, ask to be sure


"Yes! Inget loe ma me?"


"Ck! Inget, heck. Time is not," he said.


"Kirain .. want breakfast too?" my many. This is because there is no time for lunch. Although not suitable for breakfast time.


"So in first dech, go in first yuk! We are the stories inside," he said, inviting me to continue.


"Bro! come on in first." Not to forget, Rama also invited Gusti who was next to me.


we finally took the long-stretched table in the angkringan. But Rama had walked to the food guard there. All I see is that he is so respected. Although it doesn't look feared.


Rama returned to our table, and offered to order whatever menu was there. Rama also smoothly, mentioning the mainstay menus that are there. And also recommend the best-selling food in angkringan which he said has only been standing for less than a year.


"Why ... loe works here?" the ceplosku.


Rama laughed out loud at my question. Then he began to tell me that, this angkringan, was his business that he released from scratch.


After we ordered, he started telling me. That this angkringan, is a business that he just started. He told how his struggle to build this culinary business.


While waiting for the order, Rama at length recounted. How to get up he started his business. From using capital savings, betrayed by business partners, until finally able to rise again. And, becoming more advanced at the moment.


"Here it is, usually. Rame fitting lunch hour, home office, same night. At night, we have live music starting after Maghrib. And, close at about eleven in the evening," he explained.


"Great!" I applauded her persistence that I heard from the story.


"Wiiih the food came, '" said Gusti.


I looked at Gusti's sight. It is true, an angkringan employee was walking towards our table, carrying a tray filled with orders like him.


Arriving at our desk, Rama swiftly helped his employees. Put down one dish at a time, and arrange them on the table.


"Good fun, I'll stay back."


"Eat with us," I bargained. Before Rama really left.


"Gue had breakfast. Anyway, I have to brief the kids first. As usual ..." she refused.


"Okay Bro! Enjoy it" he told Gusti. Before we actually leave.


"Who the hell? Really familiar?" gusti murmured, which I can still hear.


I glanced in surprise, turning my head on Gusti's face, which seemed to focus on his food. He didn't look at me or anything. Only in the food were the eyes fixed.


"Why?" manya curious.


"No! It's bad food, "he said.


"Then anyway? Said this best seller." I pinched a little fried chicken with a recommendation from Rama, which Gusti was eating.


"Enak! Kok," I said again, after tasting the fried chicken.


"Enaklah! Ex-boyfriend's food," he said.


"Former girlfriend?" I was astonished by Gusti's prejudice. "He's my friend! I've never dated, I have an ex" I'm back.


I was a little confused by Gusti's demeanor that turned moody, his face like it was bent. It's even more like littered paper money in my opinion. Hahaha, but he looks so cute with a face like that.


I don't want to bother with his attitude. And, preferring to continue enjoying the fine dining before me.


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Why is Gusti GaZe?


uh! I don't know, we just let them enjoy the food my dear reader ....


Sorry I haven't been able to get up every day. Stacking work, many scripts that need a touch of the eye to read. 🙏


Greetings always to you guys ❤❣