Trying To Be Faithful

Hate and Miss

"Well, why go to work, Mba? It's Mba's day off." Riya is astonished to see Hasna enter work on her holiday.

"I'm home, the kids play at his wife's house justad. Yes, just go in."

"Is it okay for the kids to play right there?"

"So they can pay now. I was calm because they God sent good men to look after him."

"One of the sustenance yes, Mba."

"Take a. It's hard to know a good babysitter like them."

"Hello, good morning chef Andri ...." Riya greets chef Andri, the second head chef after Ragil.

"Morning, chef." Hasna said hello. As usual, Andri just nodded his head and smiled at a glance.

"He's not like chef Ragil, yeah, judes." Riya whispers.

"Husses."

Riya laughs. Hasna went to the toilet to change clothes, then back to the place where she was doing her job as a new employee, washing dishes. Iwan also equally heralded the arrival of Hasna who worked on holidays.

"Say from today there will be new employees who are special for washing dishes. So we'll move to the front, bring the food to the customer's desk."

"Masa? Is there gonna be an interview like ours?"

"He said no. They're coming in today."

"Excuse me ...."

Hasna and Iwan's chatter comes to a standstill when two girls enter. They wear black and white uniforms.

"You guys are new? Come here, come in." Ivan let them in. Both women looked embarrassed.

"Who are your names?"

"I'm ayu, sir."

"I'm a Goddess."

"Oh, okay. I'm Iwan, and this is my friend's name is Mba Hasna. You don't have to call me, sir. Sir it's just for Mr. Ohim, the manager here."

They nodded slowly.

"Later on you guys do the dishes here. After the dishes are washed with soap, you rinse with warm water in this tap. Do not rinse with cold water. After rinsing, keep it here, then you dry it."

"Yes, Mum."

"Okay, then we stay. Come on, Mba."

Hasna followed Iwan towards the front. They take the tools to clean the table before the customers come.

"Yeaaay, finally there is a new friend who helps," said Wati.

"Welcome to the clean section of the table." Ratna congratulated them. Yahya and Anwar just waved at Iwan and Hasna. What a friendly welcome. From today they are a team.

Cleaning tables, chairs, making sure there is no dust or cobwebs under the table. Make sure the sitting pillow does not smell musty and not dusty. Cleaning table decoration flowers so as not to dust. That's Hasna's new job. Now, he's got a duster, a cleaning spray and a washcloth on his shoulder. Do not forget also a small vacuum to clean the dust on the pillow, in the place of lesehan.

At lunchtime, customers began to arrive. Hasna's next task is to deliver food to the customer's table.

The activity is increasing according to the number of customers. Plus today is the weekend, many families who come to lunch as well as spend time with family.

"What do you want, Neng?" ask Anwar.

"There's an employee here named Hasna? I want him to serve."

"Oh, yes there is. But it looks like Mba Hasna's busy again, that's see." Anwar pointed to Hasna who was carrying a tray of food towards the customer.

"I'll just wait, Mom."

"Oh, so. Okay, I'll tell you later."

"Thank you, yeah, Mom."

Anwar nodded his head as it passed.

"Sir, what the hell are you?"

"Biarin, I wonder what's going on between Aunt Hasna and papa. Why are you acting so strange again behind this, must be because of fighting again with Aunt Hasna."

Anwar approached Hasna after the woman had finished her duties.

"Mba, it's at table 35 there are two pairs of lovers but ask to be served with Mba."

"I don't know, he knew Mba."

"Where the hell, try." Hasna picked up two menu books and paper to take notes. Hasna walked towards the table that Anwar meant. Hasna's move was faster when she found out who the customers were there.

"Hey, you guys."

"Auntie." The longing that Achtia harbored could not be hidden anymore. Achtia approached Hasna and hugged her tightly.

"How are you, Tia?" hasna asked as she rubbed Achtia's head.

"bad."

"Loh, why?" asked Hasna while letting go of her embrace. He saw the pouting face of Achtia.

"What's up, honey?"

"Papa was acting weird again. Did you guys fight?"

Hasna was silent at Achtia's question.

"Hello Aunt. How are you?" Airlangga approached, hugging Hasna for a moment.

"Bujang kids are getting hotter. How are you, son?"

"Yeah, look at it. We're kids but papa's attitude is more childish than ours. Dizziness, Auntie."

"Let's sit, time will stand."

They also sat three.

"Why are you sitting here? Why not in my office. Later service is more perfect."

"Nobody here knows we're papa's kids."

"Can that be?"

"Yes, we don't want to. It's no use either."

"Yes, anyway. What do you want to order?"

"Awhile, Aunt. I'll see the menu."

"Mba Hasna, if you please help there. It's been busy." Iwan.

"Oh, yes. Aunty stay first yes, later you can order to others. Nobody here knows if Aunt is close to your papah."

Airlangga and Akhtia nodded.

"Hasna! Next time you need to be more professional. Even if you know customers, it does not mean you can talk to them. Especially busy here!" Ohim scolded Hasna in front of many people. Many customers and other employees watched. Including Akhtia and Airlangga.

"Sssst, you guys have a fight later. Not here either." Chef Andri approached.

Ohim immediately left with a face full of anger, while Hasna had to quietly accept the shame of being yelled at in public.

"don't think about it, get back to work."

"Okay, chef."

Wati rubbed Hasan's back, giving Hasna strength to stay upbeat and not feel sad.

The busyness increased until the afternoon arrived, Hasna even forgot if she had a morning shift.

"Why are you still here?" ask Ragil who replaced Anwar.

"Come, chef. I am confused too. What I'm actually waiting for here. Even on holiday I still come in."

"Oh, are you on holiday today?"

Hasna nodded.

"Pet home before night, I can't get you anter today because."

Hasna laughing. "Yes, deh. I'm h-home. First yes, chef."

"Be careful."

Hasna waved before she went to the toilet to change clothes. How many angkots had passed, but Hasna still remained silent on the side of the road. His eyes were straight on the street, but that was not what he was looking at. He thought he was floating out of nowhere.

Hasna picked up her phone, staring at the screen with the wallpaper of her three children. He waited for a message or phone call to come in. However, he was confused as to who he was waiting for. Doesn't he hate that guy.