Trying To Be Faithful

Suspicions

"Are you well, Mir?" ask Iwan.

Mira smiles. "Mas, I'm sorry that time I was angry it's not clear with you."

"Nothing, you must have come again not yes at that time. My wife also likes it at home, she's upset not obviously the same stomach hurts."

Mira smiles.

"Hi, Mir. You okay?" tanya Hasna who happens to be one shift with Mira, while Iwan shif early in the morning. He was getting ready to go home after washing the dishes.

"Good, Mba. Thanks for taking me to the hospital. Mba, Mr. Raden is not told why I'm sick?"

"Yes, it's not."

"Thank you, Mba."

"Together."

"Dish comes, let's stop huddling." Asri came carrying a trolley containing dirty cutlery.

"Ready, go!" hasna. They laugh.

"Mira, you take the tomatoes in the barn. Tomatoes for juice, not for kitchen people."

Mira is frightened when Ohim asks her to return to the warehouse.

"Let me, sir." Hasna immediately left without waiting for Ohim's approval.

The barn is at the very back of this restaurant. Through the mushola, and the toilet. Then there is room for exhausted employees. After that it still has to go through a small garden with a fountain in the middle. Just got to the barn. That place is so quiet.

Hasna opened the door of the big and heavy warehouse because it was made of iron that was quite thick. The first room was filled with food and seasoning. The next hallway is where vegetables are stored in a special refrigerator vegetables. Hasna took a large tomato to make juice.

Krakk.

Hasna was taken aback by the voice behind her. He immediately looked over, and it turned out ....

"Sir? What's in here?"

"So I overheard you coming here, yeah I hid before you came."

"My heart's almost taken off, tau!"

Raden laughing. He approached Hasna, hugging Hasna's body full of longing.

"Don't do this, huh. If anyone sees, how? Why play hug anyway. It's not polite to know."

Raden immediately took off Hasna's embrace when he heard someone open the barn door. Raden ran into the next hallway, and hid.

"Why are you taking so long, anyway?" ask Ohim in a high tone.

Insolent, why is he yelling at Hasna?

Raden was watching behind the gaps in the goods.

"Sorry, Sir. I had a little trouble carrying this tomato basket, heavy."

Ohim. He looked at Hasna, looking at Hasan's face, Hasna's neck.

What is he doing to my girlfriend?

Raden was still watching.

"Bring it up a little, dong." Ohim's voice turned soft. His eyes looked at Hasna with a flirtatious look.

"Yes, sir." Hasna immediately spilled some of the tomatoes back into the big basket. Seeing Ohim's attitude, Hasna became uncomfortable. Moreover, he knew Raden was watching them, Hasna did not want Raden jealous and suddenly appeared.

"I'm sorry, sir."

"Eeeeh, where are you going? Here I help you bring." Ohim pulled Hasna's hand.

Surprised, Hasan dropped the tomato he was carrying. Hasna saw Raden standing up, Hasna immediately gestured for Raden not to approach her.

"Oh, would you help me take it? Yes, thank you very much. I'll excuse you first." Hasna left Ohim in the barn with tomatoes scattered on the floor.

"Heh, Hasna."

Hasna doesn't care. He kept walking away from the barn.

"Damn it!" Ohim grumbling.

Raden was still trying to remain silent with all his anger.

"Why, Mba?" asked Mira who saw Hasna was frightened and also angry.

"It's nothing, Mir."

"Who's in the barn?" ask Mira. Mira's question made Hasna astonished and suspicious.

"Mira, tell me what really happened back then? I promise I won't talk to anyone. Come on, say."

"Who did you meet in the warehouse?"

"Mirror."

"Never go there alone, Mba. We don't know what's gonna happen to us in that lonely place."

"Mira's? Mira, I know something happened and I know what happened to you. It was based on my suspicions, but who? Who did you meet in the warehouse that time?"

"Who did you meet?"

"Sir Ohim."

"Oh, thank goodness."

Hasna was astonished to hear Mirra's words.

"Cock of gratitude? Mir, he saw me so flirtatious, he held my hand, too."

"Just calm down, he won't do anything. He's just a prankster nakutin Mba."

"White? I'm so scared, Mir."

"But he won't harass Mba anyway."

"Oh, so my suspicions are correct. You were abused at that time? If you're so sure Mr. Ohim wouldn't do something like that, then who?"

"Who did you meet in the barn?"

"I? I was ...."

"Who?" mira asked curiously because Hasna stopped her speech.

It's impossible that it's Raden, isn't it? I met Raden before Mr. Ohim arrived. Even Raden was waiting there before I came. No, this must be wrong.

"Mba?"

"Eh, yes."

"That's the one in the back, can you help me get to the front of the table?" ask Ohim. "Let's huddle!"

Hasna and Mira immediately went ahead to tidy up the customer's table. Hasna's mind was unfocused. He continued to discuss for himself what made him suspicious of Raden.

It can't be Raden. Where is possible, right? What makes him do that to his employees? Is he lonely because of long time widower? But, why?

Hasna tried to regain concentration, wiping the table and tidying the cutlery on the trolley.

Mas, it can't be you, right? You're not that bad, are you, Mas? No, I can't believe it was you. Why do you pervert women?

Hasna's hand shook. His eyes warmed up to cause tears to stagnate. As strong as possible the tears did not fall, but what power. Finally Hasna's cry could not be contained anymore.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" someone came over.

"Chef Ragil?"

The head chef at the place Hasna worked, approached.

"It's okay, chef. I'm just a little sad thinking about something."

Ragil gave his handkerchief to Hasna to use as a tear cloth.

"Sad for a moment. We have to be professional at work. Cry enough after it's back to work, okay."

"Yes, Chef. Thanks."

Ragil patted Hasna's shoulder before she left.