Just Created For Me
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The alarm sounds a song from a cartoon of a tailless cat that wakes Andra up, then turns off her phone quickly.

His steps rushed to the bathroom to clean the body, did not take long for Andra, have a beautiful face brings good luck to him, one of which was a five-minute shower will not reduce the level of good looks on his face.

In the snatch of the keys of the beloved black sedan car, although the morning air is still felt on his skin, Andra drove the car at high speed splitting the streets of the capital.

Intentionally Andra left early in the morning because he did not want to be stuck with the traffic jam that has been ingrained in this city, his hometown for two years he left.

Fortunately this morning luck sided with him.

The road is still smooth, so it does not take long for him to arrive at a large restaurant owned by the mommy.

Armed with a map containing complete data about the condition of his large restaurant that looks lonely.

Andra now enters a spacious building with a room containing approximately ten round-shaped tables with wooden chairs around it, the big lights that hang on each table are made of wood furniture, most of which is of course high quality natural materials.

Likewise, the cooking utensils in this restaurant are so complete, from tools that are still traditional and have high technology.

Andra replied to the nods of the employees who saw his arrival.

The entire room of the restaurant there is no one passing through it, all Andra look and observe carefully, there is absolutely no mistake that makes this restaurant quiet from visitors.

All food ingredients used by the chefs are always fresh as well as the equipment used, they always maintain cleanliness as well as hygienic.

A few hours in the restaurant without doing other activities is boring for Andra, but he was determined to start plunging into the business world continue the business that his mommy pioneered.

You can count, visitors who come to enjoy breakfast, there are only a few who stop by this large restaurant.

The employees also seem to always show greetings and friendly smiles to welcome visitors, so the welcome from the waiter is certainly not the reason for the visitors to hesitate to visit this restaurant, they treat all visitors like kings.

Andra took a long breath.

"Bro you ate lom?, ate yok yok at xx" Andra's message to Juned aka Zain.

"Sorry bro, I can't, my cafe is not guarded, just open again" Juned declined.

Why eat at someone else's restaurant, have yourself better-tasting, you weirdo, Juned thought.

"Besok aja Ndra, my workshop closed the night, there are customers who want to finish today too" this time Diego also refused.

Andra stepped out of the restaurant and stepped towards her black sedan parked behind the restaurant.

"Master don't have lunch?" shouted one of the chefs who realized that his young master from the morning had not eaten anything at all.

Andra shook her head.

"I want to eat out of the pack" he explained while heating the car engine.

The chef was just pensive with a gloomy face.

What my cooking was so unpleasant that he chose to eat outside, while all the dishes in his restaurant were so luxurious and expensive, the inner chef.

Somehow his brain is out of sync with both hands, or indeed Andra who is daydreaming.

The train is now in the lobby of the apartment where Zara lives.

Haisstt napa ni car even way here, Andra cursed his stupidity that unconsciously do the car towards the high building.

Andra scratched her non-itchy head, her gaze leading to the elevator.

Is it this hour that he's inside well?, muttered Andra.

Ah responsibility, already wet, mending shower all, thought Andra then out of his favorite black sedan.

Drrt.

"Where are you?"the message that Andra sent to Zara.

For more than ten minutes there was no reply from Zara.

Ish deserves to be lonely, he's not on, Andra's inner.

Forced Andra to leave the apartment lobby, because to go up to the floor where Zara's apartment feels reluctant.

It had been more than forty-five minutes Andra circled the city aimlessly and an unfilled stomach made her turn the wheel in front of a simple food stall located on the outskirts of town.

Although simple but looks a warm atmosphere.

A home band playing music accompanied the vocalist who sang a song that was viral.

The vocalist's friendly interaction with visitors makes them look familiar without distance.

Even some visitors who were mostly young seemed to join singing on stage.

Cheers from visitors are increasingly crowded with saweran done by one of the visitors dressed officially, maybe one of the office workers, because the suit in use is not a suit made from ordinary.

Andra just quietly enjoying the dish on his plate with a focused view to the homeband players who look relaxed entertaining visitors but the sound of guitar passages and melodious voice of the vocalist brings the atmosphere more crowded.

The pats of satisfied visitors there are even some who ask for requests to sing other viral songs.

Although the homeband is small but their ability is not inferior when compared to famous bands who usually appear on television.

Andra seemed to enjoy the atmosphere in the simple restaurant so that it did not feel the time to show at eight pm.

Rangga looked around the restaurant and saw the already bright streets with colorful lights.

Andra rushed away after paying her bills.

The waiter's smile accompanied Andra after the baby-faced man gave her a pretty decent tipping money.

Drrt.

"Heuum, wait a minute for me to come".

Andra drives her car towards Diego's apartment, after her best friend asks to come to her apartment.

Step Andra enters the apartment lobby, then heads to the elevator.

Andra entered the elevator room that looked still empty, but the middle-aged woman's cry asked her to hold the elevator door to keep it from closing.

Breath that goes up and down makes the young man remember the Maharani mommy, maybe the age is not much different from the woman who is now trying to regulate her breath because she ran after the elevator so as not to be left behind.

"Sorry what floor are you going to?" asked Andra who realized the middle-aged woman had not yet pressed the destination floor button.

"Ehm, ninth floor, thank you" she replied with a friendly smile after Andra pressed the nine button.

At a glance Andra glanced at the woman who was now standing beside her.

From the brand clothes with branded bag tote is not wrong, the woman must be a socialite, she said, like the appearance of the mothers that you have seen while her mommy is gathering with her friends.

Although the skin that already looks wrinkled but the beauty of his face is still clearly visible.

Ting.

Andra replies to the socialite woman's friendly nod as she exits the elevator room.