Love Shana For Motorcycle Gang Chairman
Chapter 32 Meet Miss Syaidar at the Cafe

"See, what did you order?" ask Shahdan while giving a menu to Shana.

"Sir, this is western food. I don't want ah to eat here, after all my tongue will not be comfortable eating it," Shana protested when she saw the menu that Shahdan showed.

"Calm down, there are two menus here. Western menu same national menu. Later, yeah, I'll ask for the list." Hearing that Shana was suddenly happy. If the menu of the archipelago he will not feel foreign on the tongue.

"Well choose, there are many menus of our archipelago," said Shahdan. Shana looked carefully at the archipelago menu that was interesting to her. His eyes were fixed on the fried rice menu. But he did not find a fried rice menu mixed with pete on it using his favorite flat top.

"Yes, how, have you met the menu that you like?" ask Shahdan while glancing towards Shana. Shana shakes. "What do you want?"

"Fried rice, but here there is no fried rice mixed with pete," he said disappointed.

"Yes, my goodness, do you like fried rice with pete?" Shahdan was astonished and a little smiling. Shana nodded.

"If there is no fried rice pete, you just choose fried rice that is there. It was also delicious," bargained Syahdan who finally made Syana relented to choose one of the fried rice menus available on the menu.

"It's seafood fried rice." Syana finally chose seafood fried rice as her last choice.

"What drink?"

"Es lemon" he answered.

"Ok, is there another menu you want to order again?" Shana shakes. Shahdan wrote the menu on paper and a waiter picked it up.

"Wait a minute, yes," said the waiter as he passed.

"Yes, if you want we can make pete fried rice at home," said Syahdan who was embraced by Shana.

While at the very end of the table, a young woman was still watching the interaction between Shahdan and Shana. He did not seem to like seeing the closeness of Shahdan with the hijab girl he saw.

"Who, huh, how does it seem so close? Refuse me, but it can even be a lowly girl," he was upset. She is the female Shaira who was not betrothed to Shahdan because Shahdan refused.

Syaira stood with the intention of approaching the Shahdan table. But unexpectedly Syaira saw both of Shahdan's parents were in the same cafe. The table was not far from the Shahdan table, only two tables were blocked. And lucky again the position of the two turned to each other, so Syahdan and Mr. Syaidar did not face each other.

"Om Syaidar and Aunt Syarimi? Did they make a deal? I can't do anything with them." Shaira returned to her desk and sat down in annoyance.

"Why Ra?" ask his desk friend. Shaira shook her head, inwardly raging to approach Shahdan and ragingly questioned who the hijab-wearing woman beside him was.

The orders of Shahdan and Shana finally came, Shana immediately ate her food. At a glance Shana saw what Shahdan ordered.

"What is that, brother?"

"It's spaghetti, you want it? Try it," replied Shahdan while directing his fork to Shana's mouth. Shana did not refuse because the fork that was fed by Shahdan was in front of her mouth.

"Well, how, good?"

"Lumayan, but still a stranger on my tongue, Brother."

"Well now, bribe me also nasi goreng yours. It seems very tempting," pinta Syahdan while staring at the dish Shana. Shana did not argue, she immediately scooped the fried rice for Syahdan. Shahdan devoured it with vigor.

"Will no more? Yes, go back to dong." Shana feed the fried rice back to the mouth of Syahdan, after all the fried rice in the dish Shana portions are many, so rather than redundant it is better to eat together with Shahdan.

Finally they both bribe until the contents of the dish Shana and Shahdan exhausted. The existence and behavior of Shahdan and Shana, finally known to Mr. Syaidar who stood from his seat with the intention to go to the bathroom. But because he saw Shahdan and Shana, Mr. Syaidar still stood in place while looking at Shahdan and Shana who bribed each other with happy faces not depressed.

Ms. Syarimi, who saw her husband standing, was suspicious. Then Ms. Syarimi turned her body around trying to see what was at the center of her husband's attention. Instantly, Ms. Syarimi gaped at the sight of several tables in front of her eyes.

"*My son with the young woman seemed happy, without any pressure. Do they really love each other? It seems like they love each other, especially the woman seems simple and not neko-neko. He is a type of Shahdan really*," inner Miss Syarimi accompanied by a smile on her lips.

Meanwhile, Mr. Syaidar has not realized that Ms. Syaira already knows the existence of Shahdan and Shana.

"Pa, why stand up? He said he'd go to the bathroom?" Ms. Syarimi deliberately reminded her husband's original purpose, so that he could approach Syahdan and Shana at his desk.

"Ohh yeah, Ma, just a second. Papa forgot, where did you keep the car keys?" kilah Mr. Syaidar reasoned.

"Does he forget, yes, or pretend to forget? Here's the car keys on the desk. From there Papa is located here," said Ms. Syaina reminded her husband who is actually acting. Ms. Syarimi actually already understood with her husband, she did not want his wife to know the whereabouts of Shahdan.

"Yes already, Papa should go to the toilet first, later to be saved in the car you know," recalls Bu Syarimi, when he meant to throw her husband to quickly go to the toilet.

"Ok, Papa go to the toilet first yes, Mama don't go anywhere," recalls Mr. Syaidar as he rushed to the toilet.

Ms. Syaidar immediately headed to the Shahdan desk which seemed to have finished her meal, as soon as her husband left.

"Daddy!" exclaimed Bu Syaidar grabbed his son's shoulder. Shahdan turned his head, for a moment he observed who greeted him. Another with Shana who can immediately recognize the woman who just greeted Shahdan.

Shana immediately grabbed the hand of Ms. Syaidar and kissed her. Moments later Shahdan realized that the one who greeted him was his mother. "Mama," he cried as he stood and hugged his mother longingly.

"Who's mom here with? Is Mom in the cafe? Then, by the way, do you two know each other, why does my wife greet Mama?" ask Shahdan full of astonishment. Ms. Syarimi and Shana just smiled.

"Mama's not much time, son. Your father is in the toilet, coming here soon. Mama is happy to meet you, next time Mama will come to your apartment without your knowledge," said Bu Syarimi hastily as if hunted by a ghost.

"I'm saying yes, yes. Titip my son," said Ms. Syarimi to Syana.

"Ma, Mama hasn't answered my question." Shahdan screamed a little because his mother went and went back to her desk. Not long after that Mr. Syaidar appeared and arrived at the table. Shahdan saw the arrival of his father towards the table where his mother occupied him.

"*It looks like Mama's scared that Papa found out Mama met me. Papa is indeed selfish*," the inner Shahdan was disappointed.

"Yes, come on, let's get out of here. We're looking for another place to wash our eyes" asked Syahdan while creeping Shana's fingers tightly. Shahdan deliberately showed his affection to his Papa who happened to look at him. Syahdan pretended not to see his father.