Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Flooded Customers

"Yes, that's not how." Ranti clucked to see Yashinta carrying a tray. Seemed almost dropped because the girl could not position her hands properly, but over it was just a glass of drink. Maybe Yashinta was afraid of falling so wrongly held it to maintain the glass of drink.

"Where's Ranti?" ask him innocently. Ranti clucked back, giving up. "Udahlah, loe diem aja. Don't help." Spontaneously the sentence made Yashinta pursed his lips, looking disappointed. Some waitress who was there just smiled to see the son of the restaurant owner and also their part-time workers who turned out to be close friends.

"Then let me just give you a job." one waitress opened her voice to see the commotion that two people created. Yashinta looked enthusiastic.

Some time later, he resigned when the waitress was wearing an apron with the restaurant logo on the front and equipped it with a menu book. The girl prepared with a sweet smile to greet the customers who arrived at lunchtime.

From distance. Ranti who had delivered the order raised her thumb at Yashinta who the girl responded with a sun-bright smile. Yashinta is ready to go on a mission.

"Good day, what do you want to order, Dad?" he handed the menu book to his first customer.

Yashinta did not expect, if it turned out that the work made her heart feel happy. He was happy to see people coming to eat at the restaurant owned by the father and his stepmother candidate.

Yashinta and the waitress of the restaurant get busier as a group of students with their alma mater come and fill the table. Yashinta gawked, she pulled a waitress shirt that gave her a menu book a moment ago.

"Sir, every day this place is scary, huh?" he asked with a fixed gaze on the waitresses who were busy here and there serving customers, giving menu books, taking notes on orders and delivering them so on. Though the last time Yashinta came, the restaurant is not as crowded now.

The woman that the girl asked only breathed her breath, she patted Yashinta's shoulder as if cheering. "Normally it's not this same."

"But today–"

Yashinta turned her head, making their gazes meet. "–Maybe it's because there's you" she continued which made Yashinta sigh tired. At first it was fun, but finding himself so busy, Yashinta felt the need to complain. It was not as pleasant as he had felt before.

Meanwhile, at a company that Gibran leads. Some of his employees were seen exiting the company building with beaming faces. After a monthly meeting with their superiors, the boss invited them to lunch outside instead of in the company cafeteria.

"Sir Abi is a good leader, abundant to his son, well." commented one employee as he walked towards the parked car.

"Yes, even though Mr. Gibran is a bit indifferent, but he's considerate. Moreover, the same exemplary employees." the others also commented and got a nod from others.

"Are we leaving first?" ask one of them.

"Bu Intan said Mr. Gibran can't come. A lot of files have to be signed and have to be sorted out later in the afternoon." a woman who had just arrived with her hair shaved randomly told me because she had just met their boss's drapery.

"Bu Intan just ngasih–This, from Mr. Gibran" he continued, pointing out an atm card that is none other than the company atm. Make others cheer.

"Oh, jude. Go straight to us." proposed the car owner. Ten employees left in two cars. Their destination restaurant is a restaurant that can be reached by fifteen minutes by car. The restaurant is famous for its Italian food.

Gibran's luncheon was his appreciation for the employees of one of his divisions. It may also be because his mood is very good, but apart from that, he is fairly often treat his employees to eat outside, he said, or ask the scheduler to arrange for the company's chef to change the menu every day. Gibran understood enough that eating in corporate cafeterias was quite boring.

"They're gone, sir." tell Intan to Gibran who seems busy at his desk. Gibran just nodded with a mutter.

"You please separate the newly collected files." Gibran handed over a stack of files ten minutes ago and arrived at his desk. Intan nodded, sitting on the chair opposite Gibran's desk. Faced with his superior.

Intan began his work, until moments later, when Gibran's phone clanked several times, he grabbed it and saw the incoming message.

Intan just smiled."From whom?" gibran asked with eyes and hands still focused on his work.

"Oh, here, sir. Of them, Mr Gibran wants to see?" Intan offers Gibran to look at some of the photos he got from the employees who were having lunch outside.

"They eat a lot of food." tell Intan with a laugh. Gibran screeched, but no doubt, a faint smile also rose on his lips.

"They use the company's credit cards as well as possible" he continued. Then showed a photo to Gibran, making the man momentarily stop his activities and see the photo that his scheduler showed.

Gibran only caught a glimpse of it, where the photo shows their long table full of food plus the happy smiles of the employees and the restaurant seemed to be filled with visitors.

But that was not what caught Gibran's attention. Rather a waitress with a high school uniform who looks to deliver food to their table.

"Why is that kid there?"

"Disclaim him?"

"Huh? Why Mr Gibran?" Intan frowned looking at the reaction of the superior.

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Yashinta is busy pacing to serve the customers, helping the watiress of the restaurant are so busy and hassles. Every now and then the girl wiped the sweat on her forehead that poured out profusely because she was moving too much. They were getting busy as more than eight company employees walked in and occupied the long table and ordered a lot of food.

"The place can not be closed now, yes." he lamented to Ranti beside him who was preparing to deliver food.

"No way, Yas. People are eating."

"Yas cape, very cape Ranti."

"So I told you to let it go."

"The problem is Yas will be more cape if you just talk back and forth doang." Ranti shook her head, it is indeed difficult to argue with a Yashinta.

"Well, what's Sean doing? Sean's been here a lot, too, huh?" yashinta asked, but instead of answering the man took over the tray from Yashinta's hand and passed away after Ranti pointed to the table where Sean had to pocket the food he brought there.

"Sean often comes here, sometimes rich. Help-help too." tell Ranti who made Yashinta nod her head.

"Yaudah, loe anter this to the entrance deck" asked Ranti who immediately got a nod from Yashinta. He brought the tray that Ranti gave him and then passed from there, shortly after Sean returned.

"That's a rame?"

Ranti only frowned, Sean circulated his gaze, making Ranti look towards the customers who filled the restaurant table.

"Yes, the tumben-tumbenan really until booming gini." he commented. Sean just nodded faintly.

"Thank you, yeah." What Sean said this time made Ranti look at him. Meanwhile Sean thanked the girl because he had not had time to say it in the UKS at school this morning because the girl who immediately passed away left him after finishing treating his wound.

"Where's loe's wound?" Ranti asked after previously having a faint nod to the thanks Sean said.

Sean held the tip of his lips. "Still sore, a little." he grimaced because the pain was indeed felt if he spoke especially when eating or laughing.

"Nyokap loe how to fit loe battered rowdy?"

"Not met yet, nyokap still in the company."

Ranti nodded her head, while Sean smiled. "Tumben loe attention." she said which made Ranti look at him cynically. "My nyesel nanya." he hissed, Sean laughed but a moment later he grimaced when he felt a pain at the tip of his lips.

Afterwards, the two people's focus was sidetracked when the bell rang, signaling a customer was coming in.

Yashinta placed the order on the table that Ranti pointed out. When the bell rings, he carves his best smile to welcome the arrival of customers. Until the girl's smile slowly faded when she saw that the person who had just entered was a man with a formal stellan who chatted with her overnight over the phone. Yashinta.

Gibran of course immediately came to the restaurant where he sent his employees for lunch when Yashinta was caught on camera by one of his employees.

Whatever the girl was doing at her papa's restaurant, Gibran did not want to waste the opportunity to meet Yashinta.

Because if he comes there, he does not need a reason to meet the girl, Yashinta will obviously know if his arrival there is to eat.

"Mas Gibran." decanted, Gibran nodded enthusiastically. All the girls were angry. "Well?" Yashinta asked later in a soft voice.

"I have to explain to you why honey comes to a restaurant?" Gibran called rhetorically. Make Yashinta smile.

"Sir Gibran." The two men turned to the source of the voice, Gibran only smiled at the employees who saw his presence. Some of them looked surprised to see him there, without the scheduler anyway.

"They?" Yashinta asked.

"My employees. We had lunch outside today. I happen to meet you here. It's like, hmm. Destiny?" the length of the width that makes Yashinta only screeches to hear a series of sentences.

"You work part-time at papa's restaurant?" ask Gibran later.

"Yas auxiliary. It turns out that really cape because of many customers, they come wiggling." he lamented with a tired face. Gibran smiled at her.

"Your people, maybe I shouldn't have invited my employees to eat here. Yaudah I want to take them home." the man was about to pass but Yashinta held back.

"He'h, no, kasian. They just wanted to eat. Lagian Kasian are also the friends of Yas who have been serving them. Great employee Mas Gibran," at length the girl, but his last sentence made Gibran frown.

"They eat a lot of food, expensive again. The boss must be really good, anyway, eat it they dare to be rich that way." continued with an innocent look as if adoring Gibran, making the man could not bear to not smile and just turn his attention in the other direction.

Meanwhile, Ranti who saw the familiarity of the two looked astonished and wondered. "So they know each other?"

"Yashinta same Mr Gibran familiar?" the girl mumbled slowly. Ask himself.

Sean beside him only turned his head when he heard the girl mutter, saying, seeing the girl who seemed to focus her full attention on Yashinta and a customer who had just arrived made her come to see the object that caught Ranti's attention.

Nothing special to her, but why does Ranti look different seeing Yashinta with Gibran? Sean was astonished.

TB

Btw yeorobun, from Yashinta's whole comment to Mas Gibran, mending the story's content, deh. Wkwk. They let me just run.

Hmm by the way tomorrow has already fasted.well? MasyaAllah tabarakAllah. Alhamdulillah once again met with the holy month of Ramadan.

Happy running for those of us who run it. Expand charity in this holy month, multiply dhikr and remember Allah, multiply the prayer to His Majesty our Prophet.

Be patient, keep your emotions and control yourself. May Allah continue to give His mercy, guidance and pleasure to all of us. Aamiins.

Happy Ramadan Fasting Service 1443 Hijriyah readerku Iaaang🙏❤