WHEN I FELL IN LOVE
Chapter 15
After Lela and I came out of the tuba store. I saw Lela's face endlessly smiling. For me it was a natural reaction for the marketers, who had just received their first order. Moreover, Mr. Ridwan as the store owner, gave a lot of orders to Lela. I consider it a gift Mr. Ridwan gave to Lela, for her new job.
My watch had already shown at 11:48 Before we visited the Source Cake store which was the last store we had to visit, Lela and I agreed to have lunch first.
Meatballs are the menu that Lela and I chose as our lunch menu. Not to forget, I also ordered squeezed orange ice, as the drink—Lela chose avocado juice. The meatball stall where we dine today is the most legendary meatball stall in my city. Meatball Sondy, his name. It was founded in 1984 and we were in our first store. Bakso Sondy has fifteen branches scattered throughout the city of Bandar Lampung. The first shop was very hot and narrow. Only a two-storey old building covering an area of 6x4 meters, where in it lined green wooden storefronts and four tables with plastic chairs totaling four pieces in each table. But even though it is narrowest among all the branches of Bakso Sondy, this first place is always crowded with meatball lovers in my city (probably because of its historical value). Like this afternoon, this stall is crowded with visitors, either visitors who want to eat on the spot, or take away.
Lela and I sat in the corner seat, and had to wait for our order to come. While waiting for the order to come, I saw Lela smiling as she stared at the paper with the order from the Tuba store she had written herself. I unconsciously smiled and saw him like that. Then, suddenly Lela looked at me while lifting the paper she had been looking at with her right hand. Obviously I could see the writing on the paper, and I clearly saw a super happy look on Lela's face.
"You get more orders than I usually get" I told him. Lela was getting full after hearing my words.
"Hmmm .. is that a lie, right?" reply Lela, while putting the paper back in the bag.
Lela didn't return my words. He just looked at me while continuing to stretch both corners of his lips.
"Later, at the Cake Source store. You asked for orders again?" I said, chuckling.
Lela laughed when she heard my words. "Ready, it can be arranged," he replied.
Afterwards, a waiter came with two bowls of meatballs that he placed on a green plastic tray. Then, not even the meatball bowl I touched, following a waiter again delivered two drinks that we had ordered.
I had lunch with Lela and I on the table. It's time for this food to slide into our stomachs.
