You My Bucin's

46. Old Friend

A thin lip wrapped in peach-colored lipstick was opened calling the cafe service.

A waiter approached him offering some special menus that were often ordered, but the girl was not at all interested, she instead asked for something that made the person frown.

"Can you please call Naumi?" ask her while smiling sweetly.

"Huh? Naum? Sorry mbak, there is no such thing as Naumi here" replied the letter.

The girl clucked, "Is there anything called Amelya Daisy Naumira? I want to talk to him, "he explained.

Waiter looked at her, she thought this girl would order something after sitting there for so long without ordering anything.

"Hey, are you deaf? You hear what I said no?"

Waiter clucked, "Ck yes, I'll call."

In the end he resigned himself and chose to call someone the strange girl had asked for. While the thin-lipped girl was grumbling, "So the waiter is not polite, do not know what if I am a rich man!"

Turning to the waiter earlier, he resentfully called Melya who was crouching while playing her phone next to the dirty dishwasher.

"Heh Mel! Don't play hp keep napa, there are people who nyariin lo, I'm really sprained, I think the girls want to mesen eh taunya ask to be called doang," he explained feeling dongkol because played by guests.

Melya glared at him, "My nyariin? A girl?"

He nodded, "yes, girls aren't guys!"

"Who? Do I know him?"

"Kok being her to me? where do I know crazy times!" He ruffled his waist while staring at the girl fiercely. "There samperin, don't work malesan, I hit it!"

Melya clucked, "yes, yes, bring your mouth like a girl!"

Finally the girl resigned and put her phone in her pants pocket.

Lazily he walked towards the table his friend was referring to, he narrowed his eyes at a girl in black glasses, with long hair, with a body wrapped in a knee-length white dress patterned with daisy flowers. He thought he'd seen the girl, but where?

"Good day, miss, you call me?" ask Melya kindly.

The girl took off her glasses making Melya open her mouth.

"Clarissa!"

"Yes, this me! How are you baby?"

Melya hugged her old friend happily, it was like a dream to be able to hug her old friend again.

After some time passed they let go of her embrace, now Melya sat in front of the girl with a smile.

"This oath lo Ris?" melya asked still in disbelief.

The girl nodded, "Yes, as you can see, I'm here."

"Well, don't you feel at home living in your grandmother's house?"

Clarissa chuckled at her old friend's question, "Yes, I'm really good to know there, I don't have a cool theme like you're sorry."

"Gue sure lo boong, because I see instastory lo tuh ngemall together with new temen lo continue," Melya replied.

"Yes, you must also have a new theme, right?"

Mely nodded, "Yep, I'm smiling even if I only have one theme."

"Why do you know I work here?" ask Melya curiously.

"Lo forgot? I'm the owner of this restaurant."

She was gaping wide, all this time Melya did not know that the original owner was her own best friend, it was appropriate that she was not fired despite several mistakes.

"Yes, I told Miss Keila not to fire you and also temen lo si waiter tengil it," said Clarissa made Melya more surprised.

"How do you know if he's meeting me?"

"Gue knows everything about lo Mel, you forgot my eyes a lot hmm?"

Right, Melya forgot something. Clarissa was an only child of great wealth, anything she wanted would have been accomplished even if she asked for the moon. I don't know what brought the girl back to her homeland, I don't know what she wanted, Melya.

"Kok lo bengong?"

"Huh-huh? No, I just have a lot of thoughts," Melya replied clumsyly.

She was a little embarrassed to actually befriend this girl, but how else would only Melya know the true nature behind her sweet face.

"Gue knows what you think Mel is, and yes your thoughts are right."

Melya raised her eyebrows, "What? What do you want now?"

"Gue needs your help, it's easy." Clarissa smiled sweetly as she folded her hands together on the table. He leaned forward and whispered, "Gue wants to take what should be mine, and you know that."

The girl smiled, it seems that her life will not be too sad because Clarissa came back to him. He's fine being a babu for the girl, as long as what he wants is done.

"Gue understands, really understands," said Melya.

Clarissa tapped on the wooden table with her finger, "So what big thing are we going to do first?"

"Before we enter play this drama, it seems we have to write the skeleton first so that the ending is in accordance with what we want," said Melya with a smile.

"But Mel, I prefer a flow path that flows without pegged to the framework of the story."

"But by going out of line the story will also destroy the ending of Ris."

"No, I'm not going to make the same ending but with a different journey."

Melya had to admit in terms of thinking Clarissa was indeed very good and wild, she could even know the ins and outs about her and Angga, even though the girl was not in the same city.

Maybe Clarissa wants to make herself and Angga become pawns in her game, however she will not be able to walk backwards if she has dealt with Clarissa. At this time Melya just have to resign with his life path.

"So are we going to start with a smooth or rough prologue?" he asked with a thin grin on his face.

"Lo has always played smooth Clarissa, and all your goals will surely be achieved" Melya replied.

The girl again chuckled, Melya this is very funny to her. Clarissa did not expect her best friend to still remain the same as before, timid and stupid. Yes, Melya was a stupid, pathetic girl that she embraced as a child. Clarissa hopes the girl is useful to her, don't forget that damn waiter, Clarissa needs him too.

"Clarissa, when will we start?" asked Melya who impatiently wanted to immediately make a fuss.

"Hmm, wait a minute, I'll tell you."

Melya nodded, "Okay, if you want to pesen what Ris? Let me be special to you," he said.

Clarissa smiled sweetly. "Gue doesn't want anything, I want to go home too, I just need you."