First Time
Self-sufficient

" Mba, like another name, I help ya to wait for buyers" Anna offered herself to help the waiterrs at the cafe she was pioneering.

"Shouldn't be mbak, lo wong I can still really help the customers. Mending the neng entered or into his room neng" Juminten his name. One of the waiterrs at Anna's cafe.

"Report my speech or I cut my salary!!" threaten Anna.

"Also neng, but I don't want the big master to know about this matter. Kan the eneng his favorite grandson the great lord" objected the Juminten with a bit of a log between Java or what was the logic that was made with the Juminten.

"Cut off paycheck or paycheck!"

"Mending in accordance deh, I think really serem if the name cuts the salary neng"

"Well, that's dong" Anna held back her laughter looking at the expression the Juminten was pointing at.

" Sir, can I have a menu?" shouted the customers. Nimble the handyman threatened alias Neng Anna to the customer's desk.

"Yes, what would you like to order?" Anna always makes that call if she meets young men yes if the fathers automatically he calls master or father. Understandably, from childhood Anna has been taught manners with her father.

" I want to order ifue mienya if the drink I want to pesen iced tea sweet only." Anna records all orders of her customers quickly do not forget also yeah teliti so not wrong later.

"Ok, I'll wait a while" while blurring her sweet smile so that her dimples are visible.

"Anna!!!" someone shouted from behind Anna.

Feeling that someone was calling her, Anna turned her head. He saw a tall, white man with a sharp nose and did not forget the sweet smile that Anna seemed to recognize.

"Martin!!!!"

"Well, I don't think you know me."

"Remain lo here? Not in Bandung anymore? "

"Yeah, you don't want to see me. I want to come back." Martin pretended to sulk at seeing Anna's reaction to her arrival.

"Yes, but now it's not like my family moved here. Papa I'm developing his business. By the way, what are you doing here? Not bokap lo businessmen, why do you waitterss here?" martin asked while scratching his neck.

"Oh, I work here. Uh, instead of us getting tired of standing up, mending us sit down first, so we can freely make a story" Anna offered to sit down to Martin because her legs had begun to ache.

"From there, you answer my question"

"Buset dah lo, not very impatient so people, nyokap lo cravings what is still humming the child kek lo?"

"No, don't take it with you, just answer my question."

"Yes, yeah. It's hard not to be a person. I'm here to do work. Grandpa trusts me to manage this cafe. Even though I am a businessman, my mother is equally my father to always start a business from scratch. Not because I'm a businessman's son, I can't work"

"Gilak lo, in the cafe itself is still working"

"Yes how else, gini yes my time sitting in a lounge chair, while my men work hard. Besides, I'm tired of just looking at people working."

"What can you do in this cafe?"

"A lot of people! But I'm not going to answer your question because you are a special customer today, because you have become the hundredth customer for today."

"The hundred customers? Today then? Crazy lo, really rame nih cafe."

"Where not rame, do all these people want a wi-fi name. And my job, I treat customers if rame. And I will clean the kitchen if it is quiet or again mager. You're satisfied now huh?!" Anna glared at Martin who was amazed at Anna's efforts.

"Gue pesen yes food, but free can not? All his wi-fi passwords" Martin laughed in a giggle.

"Yes, it's free, but today! Your password looks at the door. I want to serve my customers first. I hope you are comfortable in my cafe. Eits, I almost forgot. It turns out that the stingy nature of you is still there aja ya" The words thrown by Anna makes this loveable due laugh out loud regardless of the visitors who continue to look at them.

**Author wants to be honest with the reader is actually the author. Almost all the names of the characters in the author's story are the names of the author's classmates....

About..... There is no, yes, the name of the person who the author likes no??????😂😂😂**