Married to Janda Kembang
Confused How to Pay

Marcel glared in shock, when he saw the nauseous Melati before him. Lost was Marcel's appetite, for he who was not very strong heard or saw something slovenly before him.

Fortunately, Melati did not respond to her nausea, so she did not feel like vomiting. If Melati had vomited in front of Marcel, Marcel might have felt really bad.

“Why are you nauseous, anyway?!” marcel asked sarcastically, making Melati look at him with a bad taste.

“Sorry, Sir ... I mean, Marcel. I can't help but squirm something strange,” said Melati, who really felt bad about Marcel.

Marcel let out a long sigh, as he felt that he was no longer appetizing to eat under these circumstances. It feels useless it brings Melati to a romantic place like this, if the person he invites makes the atmosphere become chaotic like this.

“That's right, I'm not in the mood!” snapped Marcel, who then rose to leave Melati there alone.

Melati looks sad towards the departure of Marcel, “Pak Marcel, wait!” his strangler, unheeded by Marcel. Melati looked at all the food that was available in front of her, “Aduh ... This food why so dear, yes?” he muttered, who felt very affectionate if he had to leave behind this much food.

Suddenly Melati remembered something, “By the way it's been paid yet, huh?” muttered Melati, who felt very confused by this state.

Jasmine does not know how to pay for the food that is already available. He also felt very regretful, the food that had been ordered which ended up wasted like this.

“What to bring just once, huh? Good for cats on the side of the road. I was told to eat like this, not going to ketelen!” murmured Melati, who felt he had to bring a little of this food, so that he did not lose too much.

Melati remembered the food stall she still carried in her bag, then immediately took out the food stall. Everyone looked confusedly at him, but did not dare to reprimand him, because all the food that was already at the dining table, was already a property for those who ordered.

However, they were confused by the way Melati wrapped her food. Though Melati could have asked the waiters to wrap this food, without having to bring a dining hostel to wrap the food.

Although Melati is aware of the surrounding conditions that are watching her, she still does not care about it and includes food that is very popular with street cats. He wrapped processed fish such as salmon, and put it in the food stall.

“So here is quite possible!” murmured Melati, who then immediately closed the boarding house again, after the dining hall was full of salmon that had been neatly arranged in it.

Melati took her bag, then immediately left from there because she was embarrassed in front of them. He looked for the cashier's whereabouts, to pay the meal bill Marcel had ordered for them earlier.

Arriving at the cashier's desk, Melati looked up at the cashier. He felt confused, because he did not have much money to pay the bills from the food.

“Excuse me, Miss. Can anyone help?” ask the waiter.

Melati looked at him doubtfully, “Anu ... Maud. I ... want to pay for the food that has been ordered earlier,” replied Melati with doubt.

“On what number table, Miss?”

“Emm... Like table number 9,” Melati replied with doubt.

The waiter checked it on the computer screen in front of him, then looked back at Alya.

DEG!

Melati was shocked, because the food in front of her had really had a fantastic amount. His body suddenly trembled, so not strong he heard the amount of food prices. The money is in his wallet alone, there is not even 5% of the amount mentioned above.

“A-what, Ma'am? De-eighteen million?!” murmured Melati, who felt very distrustful of what she heard.

“Ya, Miss. Eighteen million seven pul-”

Melati put her hand in front of the waiter, “Udah is enough, Ma'am. Don't be kicked again, I muttered he heard,” muttered, who felt drunk just by hearing the nominal amount of the price they had spent, just for one meal only.

Chief Melati suddenly dizzy, because he felt responsible for paying the food bill that Marcel had ordered. He was well aware of his ability, which indeed did not have as much money as the price that the waiter had mentioned earlier. He thought hard, to pay all the bills.

‘How do I pay all my bills, yes?’ inner Melati was very confused by the thing she had to do to pay all those bills.

Melati looked towards the waiter, “For a while yes, Ma'am. I want to call my boss first,” he said, the waiter also gave a small nod hearing Melati's words.

With her hands still trembling, Melati immediately reached into her cellphone which was inside her black bag. He dialed Marcel's destination number, hoping Marcel could help him a little with the payment.

Jasmine waited for the phone to connect, feeling very anxious. He hoped Marcel would not leave him there, and not let him pay all the food bills that Marcel had ordered.

‘Thank you, dong! Don't let him leave me here alone!’ inward Melati, who was anxious because Marcel never picked up the phone from her.

While there, Marcel was still waiting for Melati in his parked car near the restaurant lobby. He did not see Melati's whereabouts, and was still waiting for her in his car.

“Where to eat, anyway?” muttered Marcel, who felt very confused waiting for the arrival of Melati who never came.

DRINGS!

Marcel's phone rang, and the name Melati was on the screen of his phone. He felt very lazy to take a call from Melati, because he was still reminded of the mistake of Melati that made his appetite disappear.

“Ngapain uses call everything, anyway? Stay out, done!” muttered Marcel, who was inexhaustible with Melati.

While there, a waiter approached the cashier and whispered something to the cashier. The cashier was very surprised, because it turned out that the table that Melati and Marcel ordered was table number 10 and not table number 9. Table number 10 is already Marcel paid off the payment, along with when he booked by phone, but table number 9 has not paid off the payment at all.

Melati felt very confused, because Marcel did not receive a call from her.

‘Pak Marcel why don't you take my call, huh? This how do I pay?’ inner Melati, who is already frightened by the existing situation.