I'm Honey My Son
Order From Monica
Hearing the words from Yogi, Atin and Bu Mita looked at each other and both shook their heads.
"Yes, I'm the one to the stall. Poor mother too, at the kiosk right rame must have cape once. It's okay, ma'am?" Atin asked for approval from Ms. Mita.
"Yes, it's okay."
Now they continue their breakfast again without any more chatter. Before long, Intan finished his breakfast first.
"Mr, mother, Mba Atin. I'm going to the restaurant." Not to forget Intan greeted his parents and his brother.
As usual, he always recited a prayer before traveling so that the trip was smooth and all affairs in work were also no obstacles.
Intan immediately drove his car along with a bismilah speech. He put it up with excitement, because it had been a few weeks in the restaurant. Only his assistants managed the restaurant during Intan's postpartum period.
Not long after, Intan arrived at the restaurant. It turned out that the person who wanted to use his services had come first.
"Wow, am I still bad luck? is this guy that's coming too early?" batin Intan as he stepped towards the person.
"Asalamu alaikum, Miss Intan. I'm Monica, who wants to use the services of a restaurant, mom. For a birthday, my mother." Monica sucks Intan.
Not to forget Intan returned Monica's greeting. Then they chatted about the pre-event event. Intan also promotes all kinds of cuisine in the restaurant.
Not just cooking, there are also several types of drinks. So that Monica can freely choose their own menu of cuisine and drinks that will be served at the anniversary of his mother.
After a long discussion, Monica now invites to talk lightly.
"Mom Intan, you don't deserve to be called mother because your face is very young," Monica looked at Intan's face very carefully.
"I think the new age is twenty plus," Monica still does not believe.
For a moment they chatted ordinary things, even Intan serves a variety of dishes and some drinks.
"For sure, Monica. Not breakfast yet, right? please taste the dish," Intan invited Monica to eat the dish.
"Well, Miss Intan knows. All right, I'll taste this very appetizing mother dish," Monica quickly picked up rice and scooped up a wide variety of dishes.
As he fed the food, his eyes brushed away. He praised the cuisine, even adding to the portion of his meal.
Moments later, Monica says goodbye. While Intan immediately met his assistant, telling what food and drink menus will be served at the Monica birthday event.
After all was resolved, then he said goodbye to his assistant because he was going to another restaurant branch.
But when he exits the restaurant door, Intan meets Keano.
"Mas Keano, tumben himself? where's Kevin?" sapa Intan shakes Keano.
"Kevin was on campus, to see the results of his selection. To see whether or not they are accepted at the college. I'm here for breakfast, uh meet you. Have you started the morning restaurant? isn't it always noon yesterday?" Keano stared probing at Intan.
"Sit down yuk, mas. It's not comfortable to talk while standing, in front of the door." Intan went back into the restaurant.
He abandoned his intention to leave. Keano followed Intan's steps.