WRONG MARRIAGE

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That morning, Zalfa's cafe was visited by many people. Zalfa sat at the cashier's desk watching the busyness of his employees who went back and forth to serve visitors. Half-heartedly, he felt happy for the crowd of his cafe. But other half-hearted people feel sorry for their employees because their employees become increasingly busy.

Zalfa's view switches to calendar. He frowned at the sight of the circle on the 24th of last month. What is the sign circle? as he recalled, he had never made that circle as a reminder.

“Mbak, make iced coffee one!” tell a man who did not know when to appear and now is standing in front of the cashier table with his back to his back. The man wearing the hat pulled out a chair and sat at the table closest to the cashier's table.

“Alvin!” Zalfa called one of his employees. “Make one iced coffee, for table 12.”

“I want you to make!” The man in the hat was making a rather loud sound in the midst of the crowd that was engulfing.

Zalfa frowned in wonder. But he complied with the request of his visitors. Like the saying that the buyer is king, then he certainly must also treat visitors to his cafe well.

After making coffee in the back, Zalfa appeared to serve coffee requested by the man in the hat.

“Please, here's the coffee!” Zalfa put a cup of coffee on the table of the man in the hat who was in a down position reading the menu at the table.

The man raised his face, looking at Zalfa. A mustache over a man's lips indicates authority. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Talk to me?” Zalfa pointed to himself.

“Ya, sure.”

“But... We don't know each other, then what do you want to say?” Zalfa hesitated because she was a little afraid of the man, she stood up and looked reluctant to sit down.

“Sit down first!” The man grabbed Zalfa's wrist asking Zalfa to sit down.

“Hey, let me go! How dare you touch me!” Zalfa threw out his hand but did not escape the man's grasp.

“Sst...” The man hopes that Zalfa does not shout.

Plaque!

Miss's other hand landed a punch on the man's cheek until it turned red. Shortly after slapping, Zalfa widened in shock and swallowed the saliva with difficulty. The palm of his hand that touched the man's cheek made him instantly recognize who the moustached man was. Slapping that cheek reminded him of the same incident and the same cheek. Arkhan's. Yes, of course Zalfa is very familiar with the cheeks of her husband who every night she elus. Do not think Zalfa can not be hot when in the room, lately instead always Zalfa teasing and fishing Arkhan. Haduh, how could Zalfa not recognize Arkhan when in a mustache state. Uh wait a minute, but what's Arkhan doing undercover for?

“Hey, you don't try to tease Sister Zalfa, yes!” The man's employee rebuked the arkhan shortly after seeing the arm of the arkhan still holding Zalfa's hand. “This is what is the hold-hold of brother Zalfa?” The clerk swung the tray in his hand towards Arkhan.

“E eeeh... Do not!” Zalfa removed his hand from Arkhan's grip and hurriedly prevented the harassment by the officer. “Udah already, don't etrusin! You go there to the back!”

“But he's brash, brother. This man does not know very manners,” sewot employees who want to defend Zalfa.

“Be quiet! Go and obey your boss's orders!” sergeant Arkhan is upset. Fortunately, the tray had not landed on the eel, if it happened it would cause a second pain after the slap of Zalfa's hand.

“This is just a misunderstanding. Go awayl. I can handle it!” tell Zalfa with a smile to his employees.

“Really, Brother?”

“Really.”

The officer passed away carrying his favorite tray.

Zalfa looked at Arkhan. “Oh... Mas Arkhan! Kirain was who.”

Arkhan sat down with a look of annoyance. Zalfa sat down. He looked at Arkhan pityingly, the man's cheeks still looked flushed.

“Uluh uluuuh. My slap was really hard huh?” Zalfa was joking.

Arkhan rubbed his reddened cheeks. His white skin makes him vulnerable to violence.

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