Three GirlsBar-bar(Fall in Love)
A Day That Sucks
On the other hand, Ara who was alone stared at the unopened door of the cake shop. He hopes his efforts pay off, at least to meet the needs of his life and his two younger siblings.
Ara sighed, then stepped her foot towards the door of the cake shop. It was still early in the morning, so the two employees who Kinan said had not arrived.
"Bismillah" said Ara, opening her cake shop.
Ten minutes later, two women entered the cake shop, making Ara stop her activities that were arranging cakes in the storefront.
"Assalamualaikum, excuse me, Ma'am!" say both.
"Waalaikumsalam, please come in" Ara said with a smile.
"You employees are my sister Kinan, huh?" ask Ara.
"Yes, Mother. Ma'am Kinan said, we were told to come straight here," said one of the women, Ara just nodded her head.
They both introduced themselves. The two employees are named Mita and Nisa. After the introduction between them, Ara invited the two employees to arrange the cake in the storefront.
While in the Global Group Office, Kinan was confused why he had to be in a room with his boss, even though he was more comfortable being a marketing manager but he instead became his personal secretary Kenzo.
Now it was time for lunch Kinan wanted to go to the mosque for prayer but Kenzo quickly blocked Kinan's hand.
"Where are you going?" ask Kenzo.
"Remove your hand from mine," ketus Kinan.
"Oh, I'm sorry honey. You haven't answered my question" said Kenzo.
"Enough, don't call me honey-honey anyway, I'm not your lover sir," ketus Kinan who was already caught off guard by Kenzo's attitude.
"Indeed you're not my honey lover, but you're the mother of my children" Kenzo said casually.
"You don't know who I am yet" Kinan said.
"Silly honey question, of course I know! You are Mrs Kenzo the wife of Kenzo Junior Aberto, the mother of my children" Kenzo said.
"Shy, annoying. Never mind, I want to pray first serve you make me rise in blood," said Kinan then out of the room Kenzo.
Kenzo also chuckles at Kinan's adorable behavior, he follows Kinan because he also wants to pray. He didn't want to look bad in front of his heart girl.
After finishing the Kinan prayer heading to the canteen, because the lunch hour is almost finished.
"Honey, wait for me!" shout Kenzo.
"Hufft, why does that crazy guy always follow me" Kinan grumbled.
Kinan also ignored Kenzo who had been tailing him while hoping the big bear away from him. Yes, Kenzo is tall and big like a bear to me.
After Kinan took his food and sat by the window and enjoyed the meal in tranquility.
"Honey, how did you eat that males? What's up?" ask Kenzo gently.
Kinan was really surprised to think that Kenzo had left earlier. He sat in front of her without even realizing it. However, Kinan mutely enjoyed the atmosphere of the canteen and its food.
Just like other places to eat, the atmosphere of the cafeteria when lunch is always crowded. No different from the atmosphere of Ara cake shop that is already crowded even though it is only the first day of opening.
"Alhamdulillah. Yasmin's sustenance is made easy by Allah" Ara continued slowly.
Ara's happy smile and her two employees were painted to welcome customers who continued to arrive.
"Mbak Ara, I'm the same Nisa permission to pray dzuhur first can?" asked Mita politely.
"Eh, Achaghfirullah. Was it time for dzuhur? Sorry, I forgot. Go ahead, let Mbak take care of the shop. The customers are also few," replied Ara.
The atmosphere of the shop that began to stretch a little made Ara able to rest for a moment. Moreover, after serving many customers who came from nowhere.
"Excuse me Ma'am, is the shop still open?" asked a handsome man with a flat expression.
"O-oh, yeah. Please. Can I help you?" ara replied stammered from being fascinated by her good looks.
The handsome man with a flat expression was Keenan Athaya Anderson. The president of the famous Anderson Company was cold, stiff and indifferent.
"Mas, the mas is not tired of masang serious expression that it continues?" chirps Ara.
Keenan who heard it was confused, because no one had ever dared to speak so bluntly to him.
Keenan just smiled stiffly to respond to Ara's words.
"Ah, yes. I'd like to order a piece of blueberry cheesecake" Keenan said.
"I mean, baiklak, Mas. Please sit down for a minute, what would you like to eat here?" ask Ara politely.
"Wrap," Keenan replied briefly, densely, and clearly.
"All right."
"Basic, 12-door refrigerator," grumbled Ara.
It was only this first time that Ara met a person whose coldness exceeded a 12-door refrigerator. You could say, polar bear.
During this time, Ara rarely interacts with the opposite sex. Just met him at his daddy's office first. And he's not too fond of people who try to get close to him. Because basically, Ara can be a cool figure, can also be friendly, depending on the interlocutor. However, he was certainly fierce.
A few minutes later, "Mas, here's the cake." Ara gave a cake ordered by Keenan.
"Thanks." -." One word came out of Keenan's mouth after receiving his order. He just passed by without another word.
"Truly a polar bear," Ara chirped in an annoyed tone.
"Why, Mommy?" asked Nisa who was suddenly behind Ara.
"Astagfirullah, Nisa, there's nothing" said Ara surprised.
"Sir, don't pray first?" ask Mita.
"Yes, pray first. You guys take care of the shop, yeah." The two employees just nodded their heads with a smile.
Just a few steps walk, Ara's steps stopped because he saw an object that fell on the floor.
"Whose hand is this? Great, this must be an expensive watch." Ara was still observing the watch she was holding while recalling, who the owner of this watch was.
"Ah, yes. It must belong to the polar bear. Sloppy!" chirps Ara.
Ara also keeps the watch on the apron bag that she uses. It was not that Ara did not trust Nisa and Mita, it was just that they did not know the appearance of the watch owner.
While Yasmin's break was filled with duties from Mr. Darren's. Yasmin was asked to create an English-language article with valid sources from 5 journals and 10 books.
"I wait until 3:45 p.m. More than that I assume you didn't take my class this morning" threatened Mr. Darren's.
"B-well sir," replied Yasmin.
"Basic cold-hearted serial killer!" gerutu Yasmin slowly but heard Darren.
"Pardon?"
Yasmin instantly hot coldly and let out a flagship grin while asking for discounts for her duties.
Unfortunately, Darren instead increased the number of books Yasmin had to use as a source. What was once only ten, is now double that. There is no doubt about the rumors that are circulating about him.
"Sir, is this serious? 20 books?" ask Yasmin to make sure.
"Yes, sure. You see I'm kidding?" darren replied casually.
Yasmin shook her head softly with an increasingly withered facial expression hearing Mr. Darren's the one who doesn't split.
"Oh yeah, you do it in my room. And I don't accept any objection" Darren told Yasmin.
Finally Yasmin just resigned to follow the orders of Mr. Darren the killer.
Yasmin immediately resigned to find everything she needed in the library. She turned into a girl with many innates that looked very heavy.
Tok tok tok tokk
"Permi. ma-sorry Sir. I didn't see anything" Yasmin said straight out and closed the door.
Yasmin was so shocked that some of the books she was carrying fell because she accidentally saw Mr.'s back. Darren who was taking off his dirty shirt was hit by a coffee spill.
"Astaghfirullah, Yasmin stupidhh! I should have waited to be welcome not just from coming in. Fortunately, Mr. Darren wears a shirt too" Yasmin said, condemning her stupidity.
"Sorry sir, am I allowed in?" yasmin asked from behind the door.
"Yes, just go in. Next time I wait. It's like you've never been taught manners. Just like your brother earlier this morning," Darren replied with a fierce expression.
Yasmin immediately sat down on the sofa and started flipping through the pages of the book she had brought.
"Smart you are! You started before you submitted the title and theme to me," said Mr. Darren's.
Yasmin was furious because she had just read to find out what ideas were suitable for her article.
