Italicized Before 24 Hours
GRAND OPENING

It turns out that starting a business is not an easy thing. Maybe that's what Septian is feeling right now. He who is still an amateur in the business field, feels a little trouble. Plus the college major he took was engineering, far away.

To prepare everything, Septian even took almost a month from surveying the place to the grand opening.

Coffee shop business is not only there is a capital can continue to make coffee, so deh. No, it's not that easy, bro. Because in fact, there are many other details to think about as well.

Mezra coffee n dessert, that's the name installed in front of the business place, which is only officially opened today. With hope, anyone who comes to that place, will feel the intimacy. Friendly it is not only about lovers or husband and wife. Because from its meaning, the friendly is a close, close relationship. So friendly can also apply in the context of friendship, work and family.

"Sister, smile dong." Said Sarah while pointing her phone at Shaila. She was recording her brother's act of making a dessert. He also recorded his brother and other workers. Spreading disosmed, so that many visitors who come. Yes, although his followers are not many very.

Nara enjoys a cup made by her husband while watching live music. During this 3-day grand opening, there will be live music. All food and drinks are discounted 50 percent. He's not alone, but with Nova.

"Good as well as the concept of Ra. In accordance with the name, the interior is themed affection." Say Nova while sipping coffee.

"The bottom of it we make seinstagramable possible. Our goal is to attract young customers. If the top, it can be said like a private area. Used for executives for meetings or something."

"Gue doain, hope your husband's business is smooth Ra."

"Amen.. "

"Oh yes, Arumi was looking for her intention to come here."

"Huh, what?" Nara was surprised.

"Don't know." Nova answered while raising his shoulders.

It doesn't feel like the night is getting late. And Nova finally took his leave first, leaving Nara sitting alone in one corner of the cafe.

"Darling, you rest on top. It's malem, it's not good to stay up late." Tell Septian who just came to Nara.

Nara nodded, she was already very sleepy. Plus the fatigue because it helps to help the preparation of the grand opening.

"Yuk brother anterin." Septian grabbed Nara's hand and led her up the stairs.

"Gus, I'm staying tight." His appeal was to Agus who served as a barista.

"Sip." Agus lifted his thumb.

The atmosphere is not as crowded as before, maybe the effect of the night is getting late. So Septian can leave the coffee maker for a while.

"Racid?" Septian asked as the two were already sitting on the two-storey sofa.

"Lumayan." Nara answered while breathing. Climbing the stairs has become a very difficult thing for him. That's why their room is moving downstairs right now.

"Now I'm more tired. Maybe because of the bigger stomach." Complain Nara while raising both feet on the sofa so that it can be selonjoran.

"Bang, it was supposed to be yesterday the content check schedule. Once every 2 weeks is told to control the doctor." Nara.

"God. " Septian breathed a rough breath. "I'm sorry, you forgot. The effect is too busy so I guess. But no complaints whatsoever about your content?"

"Alhamdulillah does not exist. But I often feel scared before the day of labor bang. Especially if it's a month. And that, you can go forward."

"Fear what? it should be dong. Our son is born."

"The ball hurts a lot."

"That's what people say. You haven't felt it yourself." Septian grabbed Nara's hand and grabbed it. "There's a brother who will always keep you."

"Yes, if so, the day after we check the content. After this 3-day grand promo, maybe your brother is a little looser."

"Yes, it's up to your brother that way."

"Abang call Sarah to nemenin you huh. I still have work to do."

Nara nodded. Although he was more comfortable with Septian, but for now, he should not be selfish. Her husband was busy. And he who can not help anything because of a big pregnancy, can only provide support and facilitate his business.

Below, Shaila who is not busy making dessert, out of the kitchen area. Besides him, there is Leli who also works as a dessert maker.

One hour later the cafe closed, so it was rare to come. The music is also finished. At best there are people who are still relaxed enjoying coffee while wifian free.

Seeing a couple enjoying waffle macha. He wanted to hear comments from them.

"Night, mbak, mas." Sapa Shaila's.

"Night."

"Sorry to interrupt for a moment. How's waflenya? delicious, or under estimate? I'm the maker, so I want to hear directly the consumer's opinion after eating it." Shaila asked with a friendly smile.

"Kok mbak, only if for me, a little less sweet. But people's tastes are different, maybe it's right in someone else's tongue, I don't know." Answer the girl.

"Thank you for the comment. I will strive to improve to fit the tongue in the consumer. Please continue, excuse me." Pamphitt. After that, Shaila continued the survey to another table. He wants his homemade food to be suitable for everyone to see, although it is arguably impossible. Because everyone's taste is different.

"Mbak Shaila, called a man at 14." Surya Saying.

"What's up?"

"Don't know, from the face of his face, I'd like to complain."

Denger said to complain, making Shaila become deg degan. The table no 14. It looks like a man sitting alone eating caramel pudding. Oh, maybe he wants to complain about his homemade caramel pudding.

"Excuse me, what's wrong?" Shaila asked the guy sitting on the 14th table. His lowered position while playing a mobile phone, making Shaila unable to see his face clearly.

"The pudding is less sweet."

That voice, why is it so familiar, inner Shaila.

"Hi, we'll see you again."

Shaila's eyes opened wide to see who was currently in front of her. Who else if not Diego, the arrogant guy who has never met since that day.

"It's a coincidence." Said Diego.

It is a lie to be called a coincidence. Due to the fact, Diego came here on purpose in hopes of meeting Shaila. When he saw the status of his friend IG and WA, he only found out that Asep opened a coffee shop. Given today's grand opening, it is likely that Shaila will come.

Actually this afternoon he had come, but was bad because he did not meet Shaila. Don't want to despair, tonight, he came back.

Instead of answering, Shaila looked at Asep. There was a slight feeling of fear if his brother saw.

"Asep's fear?" Guess Diego.

"Make him sit down so he doesn't draw attention. He was busy calm. This table is a long way from the barista. Sit down with a little bit." Tell Diego while pointing at the chin of the chair in front of him..

Instead of sitting, Shaila was still standing.

"Gue wants to give me a comment on caramel pudding made lo."

"Do you know that I made it?"

"Hehehehe.. accidentally denger pas lo nanyain customer comments about dessert here. I'm waiting, but you're not hampering my desk. I had to, I told the waiter to call."

Shaila finally sat down as well. Hopefully his brother does not mind if the one sitting in front of him is Diego. That guy's position, his back is Septian.

"Where's the pudding?" Ask Shaila.

"Em... would you like to comment positive what is negative first?"

Shaila sighed. So remember the jury was taught talent search.

"Positive first."

"So you want to be positive. Easy, come home from here with me. I assure you, be positive again."

Shaila glared straight at. What the fuck is that guy.

"Kidding. The nanggepin is serious."

"Not funny."

"I'm not a comedian, how can I be funny."

"Udah is hunted."

"It's not very sad." Ledek Diego while chuckling.

"I think the pudding is still edible. It is still worth calling it pudding. I don't want to fuck that up."

What a positive comment like. Why so remember the jury cooking show on tv. If this is positive, what is the negative? Shaila asked inwardly.

"What is clear. Don't get grand jury-style on tv."

"What is a jury on tv? I don't know, understand, never watched tv. About a year ago yes. Until I forget where I used to put the remote."

Shaila sighed. The guy in front of him was like he was deliberately muter first.

Diego again tasted caramel pudding in front of him. But the look on his face showed an unusual expression, arguably strange.

"Why?" Shaila suddenly panicked. Fear of pudding is not really worth consuming.

"Some taste." Diego frowned. "Fix, this is the weirdest pudding I've ever eaten."

"Ma, meaning?"

"It can change change how it feels. Just when I ate, it was tasteless, like something less, like my heart. But the fitting of the meal is cemented lo, so it's delicious, it feels right." Shaila rolled her eyes off guard. What it's like to be dealing with a playboy. By the way, it always leads to a fight. He was deg deg with a weird fear of what the taste of pudding, uh even made the event of dreadlocks.

"Excuse me."

"Eits, wait a minute. What a joke." Diego restrains Shaila's wrist from leaving first. "Gue customer loh, king here. Not good to be dicuekin."

Shaila sat back down. Who was the first to use the term, the buyer is king? So make the seller dizzy sometimes.

"That's it." Diego pointed at Shaila's forehead, leaving the girl confused herself. He immediately rubbed his forehead, afraid that there was dirt there.

"Udah began to have wrinkles on your face. Must be angry at you."

Shaila snorted in annoyance. It's really not clear, man, his mind..

"It looks like you must have routine maintenance at the salon next door. Let's lose the wrinkles. Don't want to be the same mother. I'm just a guy who's 50 years old, still looking at his skin."

Shaila doesn't get dizzy. He knew this was just an obscure silliness.

"Speaking about nyokap. I remember this mama. He keeps going, when you play at home."

"It looks like the chatter has sped away from the topic. Mending me to go inside."

"Wait, wait, wait. Ok, I'm back to the main topic."

Patience Sha, patient people dear to God. And if God is dear, surely a good mate will be given, amen......

Shaila monologues in heart.

"I think it feels standard. You could say, one level is better than making my mama. But...... "

"But what?"

"Three levels down more than the caramel pudding I used to eat at the hotel."

Shaila immediately bowed lethargic. His cooking education is only as high as SMK. Obviously far less than the hotel chef who may be a graduate abroad.

"Don't be sad. Today is not good, it does not mean forever not good. You can still keep learning. You can take private lessons at his temperature."

"If you want, you can study at my house. Every Tuesday, there are cooking lessons with one of the hotel chefs. If you want, you can study with your mom. Let me tell you mama. And have the chef teach you how to make a better dessert."

"No need."

"Not to be pretentious. You want to see his brother's cafe going forward, crowded, successful. If sold to gini, I can not guarantee customers will be addicted, too standard. No value for pluses."

Shaila tried to think positively. People's tastes are different, Maybe Diego eats good food too often, so something like this he considers too ordinary. According to the other customer, it was delicious. But what if they lie just because they want to be honest? Shaila became dizzy herself.