I'm the One You're wasting
The Cafe

The sound of birdsong woke Dina up. "Hm, what time is it?" Dina fumbled next to her where Witma was still sound asleep. "About again comes the moon, sleep until noon like this," murmured Dina. He then rushed out to the kitchen his intention was to help Ratih cook.

And sure enough when he arrived in the kitchen he had seen Ratih who was cooking. "Can Dina help aunty cook?" ask Dina.

"Call Mom Son, let's just say I'm your mother don't hesitate" said Rarih. "And for those of you who want to help Mother please, please," said Ratih.

"It turns out in this world there are still good people," said Dina reply Ratih.

"Son, if you don't find a good person, then be one of those good people." Ratih as usual would smile when he said that.

"Witma is very lucky, still has a mother who is so dear to her," said Dina.

*

Shortly after Witma and Dina left for the cafe, Baron came again he intended to take Witma for a walk. But just as he was about to get out of his car he saw Ratih sitting on the porch.

"Assalamualaikum, Mum. Is Witma there?" ask the polite baron.

The friendly Ratih always smiles at anyone including the Baron, even though he knows the Baron once chased Witma. "Wa'alaikumussalam, what's the Baron looking for Witma?" Train asked back.

"No ma'am, the Baron just wants to ask you something" Baron told a lie. "Can I tell Witma where it is now?"

Ratih laughed when the Baron called her Mom. "Baron, our age is not much different. Why are you calling me Mom?" Ratih increasingly chuckles amusedly.

"So that sounds polite." Baron pretended to fix his hair. "Witma dima—"

"Go to work" cut Ratih. "Baron, if it's true that you have a business with Witma, you can just go to the cafe on the side of the road where Witma works" he continued.

After hearing that the Baron immediately left without saying hello or saying goodbye.

*

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The baron had arrived at the cafe where Witma worked.

"What do you want to order?" ask one of the maids.

"Is there a servant here named Witma?" The baron asked back.

"I'm sorry sir, all the workers here are in his identity in privacy" replied the waiter.

"I'm a future husband from Witma, can call me for a moment" said Baron who even claimed to be Witma's future husband.

The waiter looked in disbelief, but after the Baron gave him some money he nodded and said, "Then wait a minute, sir," he said.

*

"Witma's looking for you, tuh."

Witma was astonished because only this time someone was looking for him. "Who?" tanyakanya.

"Where do I know, he said anyway, your future husband."

Witma was increasingly confused, after hearing the words of her coworker. "Husband candidate," muttered Witma softly heard by Dina. "I'll go there first, see who that is."

"Can I come?" Dina, who was afraid that something might happen to Witma, wanted to join the Baron, the man who claimed to be Witma's future wife.

"You just wait here, not for a long time really just for a moment," said Witma as she passed away leaving Dina and also the waiter.

*

Witma looked at who was sitting alone, instantly her hands shook. He did not expect the Baron to look for him to the cafe.

"Assalamualikaum, what business are you looking for me?" Witma asked directly as she approached towards the Baron.

"Walikumussalam´s chat. Witma, sit down and talk for a while, Abamg" said Baron smiling.

"I don't have time sir, then my boss can be angry." Witma instead became afraid to see the Baron smiling at her.

The baron takes out a black card on the table. "Stop working Witma, this card you can use as much as you like, and if later you are ready to tell Brother to come to propose to you," Baron's speech even makes Witma more trembling.

"Sir Baron, I don't need this, take this card and get the hell out of here." Witma only glanced at a glance. "Sir Baron, it's more suitable to be my father than my husband" said Witma who hoped Baron was aware.

"Witma, for this time alone do not have to refuse the gift of brother." Baron was still adamant with his stance to give Witma the black card. "And as for age, love doesn't look at age so why do you say that. If you want to be honest, don't keep that feeling in your heart." The baron said so.

Witma shook her head while having a fight in her mind, she did not expect that Baron was still chasing after her until now despite her status as a widow. "I go first Sir, my job behind is still a lot. Assalamualaikum." Witma left after saying her regards.

Baron thought Witma was still timid to accept him, so he felt he had to meet Witma more often so that Witma's heart would melt.

*

"Who?" dina asked who was suddenly behind Witma.

"Astagfirullah, you're Din, ngagetin aja." Witma immediately stroked dad*nya because she was shocked.

"Sorry, Witma. I just wonder who that guy is." Dina grinning horse. "So I also saw him pull you out a black card, why isn't it accepted?"

Witma. "That's not my right, Din." Witma answered briefly.

"Don't that man be your father-to-be?" dina's question makes Witma. Back to beristighfar. "Yes, right. If it's true, just get mom to marry him" Dina continued.

"Don't make my head woozy, Din. We better clean up before the customers come." Witma held Dina's hand. "And don't ever say anything like that, because you want to be there anytime you'll never want to get married again." Witma did not want to say that the Baron actually wanted to propose to himself.