
"Nal, yuk street...."
"Sorry, I can't Mike. I still have a lot of work in the office. Tomorrow Richard has entered, I can abis diembat him if the report is not yet round."
The phone call ended after Donald said he could not talk to her for long.
Mike, a man who is currently lonely without a friend. Finally choose a small cafe on the edge of town to spend the night.
Tonight he was lazy to the club, the crossbred man just wanted to sit back and enjoy black coffee on the table, while listening to live music from a cafe singer.
Because today is a weekend, the cafe is quite crowded in the young people with their partners. Mike felt alone there.
"Excuse me sir, here's the egg order." A warmly smiling young lady looked at Mike who was unaware of his presence.
"Eh, yes .. thanks."
The woman again smiled very sweetly looking at Mike and passed from there. His little squeaky eyes followed the direction where the woman was going, which Mike knew as a waiter at this cafe. So sweet, the man murmured in his heart.
Still cool to enjoy coffee with the egg martabak he really likes, Mike accidentally returned to see the waitress who brought orders for him.
"Lo doesn't have eyes, huh?!"
"I'm sorry, sorry Miss." said the woman looking down in fear.
"Lo if you can't work as a waitress at the cafe, so waitress om-om only there!" jolt one of the customers whose clothes got wet from the cold tea spill from the woman.
"Sorry Miss, I'll compensate."
"Even, how much pay from the cafe waiter?! Even if Lo sells himself, Lo can not change my limited edition clothes!" the customer again boasted.
"How many cheap clothes is Lo?!" The voice of a man made the attention of all who were there turn to him.
"What do you mean cheap?!"
"Lo said it was a limited edition, right? I can buy ten cheap clothes like this if I need to!"
The lady's customer was grimacingly staring at Mike from top to bottom. From the way the man was dressed it was already seen that Mike must be the man.
"Where, I want to see Lo actually have no money to change my clothes!"
Mike smiled cynically, taking the phone in his hand. "Bring here the failed shirt!" he called someone on the other end.
"Sir, don't." The waitress who accidentally spilled a drink onto her customer's shirt stared unpleasantly at Mike.
"No pa-pa" he answered kindly.
Mike could at least see there was someone oppressed around him. The man had also been in the same situation as this.
At least he knows how embarrassed and depressed one feels if humiliated in front of many people, even though it is a mistake made by oneself.
"My guy's here to change that cheap lo shirt! If he's here, you should apologize for this girl!" said Mike again staring at the woman cafe customer.
"I'm sorry? Am I the one making a mistake? Cuneiform!"
"Mouth Lo never in school well, just pantes all the belongings Lo cheap. The guy's a cheap guy anyway," cynical Mike crossed his chest.
"What's? What the hell was that talking about?!" the woman did not accept.
The three immediately became the center of attention of all cafe visitors, let alone the woman shouting when the music had just stopped.
"Sir, already. I'm wrong, I don't pa-pa." said the waitress.
He would not be sacked if the matter reached the cafe manager, he thought.
Not yet had time to reply, the person asked Mike to come to the cafe arrived carrying a bag quite large in hand.
"Sir..," he handed me the bag.
Mike accepts and throws the bag at the woman in front of him. "That's it, make Lo's cheap change of clothes!"
Inside there were ten clothes that were the same as the woman was wearing. He was surprised to not believe seeing the clothes he bought last time at a fairly fantastic price.
"Udah seneng, right Lo?! Now it's Lo's turn to apologize to this girl," continued Mike pointed at the waitress.
"L-yes, I'm sorry."
"No, that's not the way I'm apologizing."
The customer woman frowned. "How do you want to be?"
"What?"
"Kneel down, I want Lo to kneel down in front of him and apologize!" mike smiled smirk.
"Don't be crazy Lo, dad! She's wrong why am I the one who should apologize so?!"
"Yaudah if you don't want to, I can take the bag again if that's it."
Just about to pull the bag his man had brought from the customer's woman's hand, he hurriedly hugged her tightly in the chest.
"Ok, I'll do it!"
All who were there immediately boisterously saw a woman willing to apologize while kneeling, just because of a bunch of clothes that he thought was very expensive.
Mike smiled satisfied to see the woman begging for forgiveness from the waitress. What he did this, could teach him a little bit more.
Moreover, seeing the many cell phone cameras that recorded this embarrassing scene, the woman would definitely be shocked later when she left this cafe, Mike thought.
"Follow me!" Mike pulled the waitress out of the cafe.
"Where are you going, sir? I'm at work, sir."
"Udah come along, you don't fit to work there."
"I mean Father?"
"Get in, spit out!" Mike pushed the woman into his parked car right in front of the cafe entrance.
Drove his car somewhere, they stopped at a city park that is still quite crowded tonight.
"What are we doing here, sir?" the woman asked, looking around them.
"So you want me to take it to that hotel?"
"I mean Father?"
"Nothing is." Mike looked down at the woman who was still wearing the maid uniform.
This woman is completely innocent or just pretending, he thought.
"What's Lo's name?" mike asked still did not know the name of this woman daritadi.
"I'm Sweet, Sir."
"What's? (What?) Name Lo Sweet?" The woman nodded. "That's like a cat's name, Lo."
An amused laugh immediately sounded from Mike's mouth, the man was not out of thought with the name of the woman who was very sweet if she was smiling.
"Father is a umpteenth person who talks so to me," said Sweet pouting.
"The lips are normal dong Nis, want me to kiss the lips of Lo, huh?!"
Sweet instantly covered her mouth with her palm staring intently at Mike. "Don't macem-macem, sir. I can bite people if you know!"
"Jeez .. mau dong bitten," muck Mike smiled meaningfully.
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Greetings know yah Sweet, who said Mike kayak cat name π€π
The visuals are in IG author@adamvanda's story
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