We, Without Me

Jealous

“Welcome to our restaurant. Can I help you?” Yuki said kindly with a smile that continued to be painted on her lips.

Although outside the sky had darkened, but the radiance of the moon was still as beautiful as Yuki's current smile. Not covered in clouds or thick fog, even the sparkling little sparkles in the sky were scattered with excitement as if holding a grand reunion.

“I want one table for three people, but whose position is at the end or edge only.” Said a woman who was toting a bag with a striking bead luster.

“Good, Mom. Please follow me for a moment, I will show you a suitable table for Mom and family.” Yuki said again while doing a hand gesture allowing the three people behind her to follow in her footsteps.

“Please, Mom.” Yuki said again when he arrived at a table located at the very end, facing directly towards the crowded street with three empty seats.

Not forgetting Yuki also recorded the orders of the three people he had just served. Quite a lot of scribbles that Yuki had to scratch. The various desires of a dish that really almost made Yuki sigh in despair. From salinity levels to orders in small portions that are not actually in the menu book.

“Your crafter Ki instantly welcomes consumers.” Knock on someone who catches Yuki's attention.

“Isn't that what it is to work in a restaurant? I've spent all night studying order, ethics or even that trivial rules that are usually in restaurants. I also noted.” Yuki said at length, her lips are really very well trained to do rap singing. Though Yuki had just said so casually, it was unimaginable that Yuki was actually doing a rap song.

Scrambling the pocket on the right side of the skirt worn, Yuki took out a small book. “Nih everything, right?” Appoint Yuki on the small notebook in her right hand.

“Iya it if in a class restaurant. The place we work is not as high as them.” The same person as before.

“Even because it is not yet as level as we can love the nuances that not the heck to the consumer? So feel eating in a classy place, even though only an ordinary restaurant that almost kayak Cafe aja.” Yuki said as she offered her argument.

“We do or do not trivial things that you just did it also does not affect the same salary increase. So why bother and trouble yourself?”

This is the mindset that Yuki doesn't like. The quality of self shown is not determined by how much wages are given. If all just rely on the nominal amount of the salary of a reward without improving the quality of self, it is almost the same as indirectly lowering the potential of self and the ability possessed.

Passing away from the figure with his short thoughts, Yuki returned to work by welcoming the presence of other consumers. It feels good to be in the same building as the person he loves. True, Yuki has declared that the thrilling man who is now his target has succeeded in transporting all of Yuki's love.

“Kak Elza's.. Busy?” Yuki suddenly said to a woman.

“Udah no, customers have started to go home and soon also empty this. Why?”

“You need something.” Yuki's words were more akin to a whisper.

“What do you want to whisper gini?” Reply the figure named Elza to Yuki.

Looking to the right and left like a suspicious thief, Yuki stepped closer to Elza. “Actually the Boss here who the hell is Brother? Mas Keven or Mas Saka?”

“Call Sir, Ki.” Elza said she tried to remind Yuki of the supposed mention of Sir, not Mas.

“No one wants and no one hears either.” Yuki said while blasting her lips.

“Someone who knows the stupid times too. And also the fussy Mas Keven. Mas Saka even prefers to be called Mas than Mr.” Imbuh Yuki said casually.

For a moment Yuki recalled the words of Saka who had indeed said if the name of the Father made it seem more clearly look old. Even though he wanted to be called a great-grandfather, he did not reduce the level of good looks of Saka which clearly emanated real.

“How bad you are.. Sook tau.” Accuse Elza of Yuki.

“Iya-iya.” Said Elza who finally gave up.

“So who is the real boss here Kak?” Yuki repeated her question again with a serious look. A few days of being a serious worker actually makes Yuki actually in confusion.

At first, Yuki thought that the restaurant belonged to Keven, but as time went on to become a waitress, Yuki actually interrupted when she heard that the restaurant belonged to Saka.

“Ya Mr. Keven is the same Mr. Saka boss aka the owner of this restaurant.” Said Elza without looking at Yuki who was wide in disbelief.

“I mean this restaurant is formed together?”

“If the old worker says so, Ki. He said this restaurant was built specifically for one of their friends. Coincidentally Chef Alia who had a kitchen handle a year ago here was the friend in question.” Elza explained to Yuki while connecting the memory of the talk she had heard.

While Yuki who heard Elza's explanation had felt envy and jealousy in the corner of his heart on the figure of Alia whom he had never met. For a moment, it gradually disappeared and replaced with a sense of amazement and pride in a friendship that looks very amazing. Yuki is secretly determined to have a friendship story that is no less heartwarming with Dimas and Ara.

Khemes..

Deheman violently interrupts Yuki who is still in a shadowy fantasy of his friendship with Dimas and Ara. Getting annoyed at the source of the voice that bothered her, Yuki was now only able to show a typical grin that was heartbreaking.

“It's working hours. Not a gossip clock!” Keven said, glaring sharply at Yuki who returned his gaze and Elza who looked down was wrong or maybe more precisely afraid of Keven.

“Mas Keven don't get mad. I was accidentally here continue to meet Elza, pleasantries to each other would be good for fellow workers Mas.” Deny Yuki bravely who got a faint slit by Elza. But indeed his Yuki who has been too reckless, he actually considers Elza's trinket as a form of support.

“Basic-basics? Would you like me to give you a letter of dismissal?” Grinning, Keven spoke casually while folding his hands in front of his chest.

Shaking her head, Yuki stared fixedly at Keven with pursed lips. “Mas Keven is not funny. Good thing, if not.. Ckckck, don't pass the joking sensor.” Yuki said the whole thing that made Elza want to drown herself at the bottom of the Bombay onion pile.

It seems Elza is ready if soon will be thrown an envelope containing severance money by Keven. Choosing resignation and accepting fate, Elza with a pale face pias glanced at Keven who was astonished at Yuki's original answer.

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I was not satisfied with this chapter. What if you read?🤔

FYI, today almost gave up UP because it had thought not to be able to go home from outside the City. There was heavy rain that cut off road access due to flooding.

It was also the condition of not carrying a charger and laptop deliberately left behind. Luckily towards the afternoon there is another road info that can already be passed, although it must turn the direction far enough and ended the motor kembis almost broke down in a flood of water. But thankfully, the new strike time has come to the front of the house, so there is no pushing session in the rain.😄

And why is this more impromptu than tofu round, the reason is because the new child crawled this writing at 8 pm just started to hammer and type 2 this chapter 😂 So sorry if less 'wah'🤧