Mist of Love
Chapters 16.LOSING SCARLL

Arin and Laras have just arrived at Arin's restaurant again, when it is seen that two minibus cars also entered the parking area at about the same time, the two cars with plates outside the city appeared to be carrying a large number of people,

"Well, it seems that your first day of work will be immediately busy Race, there are big guests, Ras,"

Arin said to Laras while parking his car in a special place that is reserved for Arin as the owner of the restaurant,

Laras looked at the two minibus cars that were now beginning to appear down the passengers, and right, from one car alone, there were more than six adults who came down, not to mention their children,

"Good, if every day is busy even I am happy, let's welcome the big fortune,"

Said Laras excitedly, Arin seemed to smile broadly at Laras who looked enthusiastic to find the guests who came.

Arin and Laras got out of the car, both of them quickly entered the restaurant through a side door that connects it directly to the main kitchen, where all the ordered side dishes are processed.

"I'm straight ahead yeah Race,"

Arin said to Laras who of course immediately agreed,

"Yes, go, I'm helping here,"

Said Laras, looking Arin nodded, and after that straight out of the kitchen.

"What should I help you with?"

Ask Laras to Bu Hasmi who looks busy alone frying chicken.

"Oh this coincidence, please help prepare the breakfast and sambal, the Lastri is busy making kangkung,"

Said Ms. Hasmi. "Oh yes ready Miss Hasmi,"

Sahut Laras fast, which immediately seemed to be greeted by Bu Hasmi with a smile while nodding, said,

At the same time, a servant entered the kitchen, he brought a lot of notes, which was then taken Hasmi and then read and re-recorded quickly and then read aloud while dividing the task,

"Bah kale five servings, chicken grilled honey two servings, pesmol carp, fried chicken ten servings, three not used lalap basil leaves, fried tofu four servings, fried catfish one serving..."

Hasmi noted deftly while dividing his duties,

The workers who are skilled and know the task of each work with focus, Laras also looks immediately busy helping prepare lalap and prepare chili for some side dishes, he said,

"Drinks, iced oranges, iced tea..."

Hasmi's voice was again heard, he as the head of the kitchen was like a warlord who set the strategy, he was the head of the kitchen,

"How many servings?"

Ask the rice section,

"Chicken grilled honey ready,"

The part of the roasted chicken enters from the back door, because indeed for the burning of chicken, satay, fish and others deliberately placed in the open, because it is for the burning of chicken, satay, fish and others deliberately placed in the open,

Not to mention finished, a waiter came in again carrying the order note,

Laras who was the first time working looks very excited, tired business anyway he is usually tired, but different certainly if tired it is appreciated and especially paid,

Ah Laras so want to one day also be like Arin, open his own dining place, have his own customers, and,

It does not need to be as big as Arin's restaurant, because surely the capital is not enough one two million, he said,

Create Laras, which is important to be able to meet the needs of Angga and Angga, can for the cost of Angga school until later he went to school in order to be successful and have a much better life than his parents.

"Mbak Laras, if you have helped Ms. Hasmi, help me make a drink order Mbak,"

Said a woman in charge of making drinks,

"Oh ready, Yuni, ready,"

Sahut Laras turned his head for a while, then refocused to complete his first task.

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Ten o'clock West Indonesia time,

Yoga is seen standing leaning against the wall of the school fence of Angga, his son.

The school was already deserted, the children began to go home one by one with their guardians, and,

"They don't want to go home with Papa, Angga is afraid of Papa,"

Mother Master seemed to be patiently stroking Angga's head,

"Want to be here?"

Ask the Teacher, though,

Angga nodded, though,

"Let's just wait for Mama,"

Said Angga anyway,

The teacher nodded, saying yes,

"Well, Angga here first yes, I will call Mama Angga for a while, later if Mama can not pick up, Angga came home with Papa yes,"

Said Bu Guru who then grabbed his cellphone and then contacted Laras as Mama Angga,

The school is quiet and now lives Angga alone and some teachers alone, while out there Yoga still stands and occasionally calls Angga to get out quickly,

Fortunately in the front fence there is a school guard that is awake, so Yoga can not casually gawk in, he said,

Maybe, if there was no security guard there, he had entered the school area himself and looked for Angga, he said,

Anga in the corner of the class which is located very close to the main fence looks frightened, and,

He crouched down while hugging his legs and hid his face on his knees,

Seeing that, of course, Bu Guru felt that his Papa Angga did not seem to be a trusted parent if later Angga came home with him,

Tuuut... Tuuut...

The call voice connected to the sounding barrel number,

Master waited anxiously,

The first call was missed, Teacher sighed,

But he didn't give up, he called Laras again,

It's ten o'clock more, surely Laras knows this is past the hours of his son's school, home,

That one mother usually even waited all day Angga at school, but today he said he had started work, he said, so he will take and pick up Angga only and can not wait all day his son went to school,

Tuout... Tuuu...

Sounded back the tone connected to the Barrel number,

Until finally,

"Oh Ma'am Master, sorry Mom, this has reached the T-junction of Ma'am, soon to arrive, the tires were less wind, stop by the wind first,"

The sound of the Late-goal barrel was heard among the roar of the sound of vehicles on the passing road, passing by,

"Oh well Bu Laras, this is actually Papa Angga in front of the school to pick Angga home, but..."

"What Mom? Pa... Her papa? Oh no.. don't.. I beg you not to let Angga go home with his Papa, I'll be there soon,"

Directly heard the panicked voice of Laras as soon as he heard Master mention Papa Angga,

After that Laras immediately disconnected the call of the teacher's mother, forgot he begged himself to cut off the conversation in order to continue the journey,

Ah well, it's too late, it's past ten, where usually Laras has even reached home with Angga, he said,

But, today is indeed a restaurant Arin is very crowded, even if Laras was not reminded by Ms. Hasmi to pick up Angga, surely Laras is still struggling in the kitchen of the restaurant to help prepare the order, so the,

Laras quickly takes his motorcycle to Angga's school,

What do you really want to do Yoga?

Does he not remember how every day asked to take Angga to school just a lot of reasons, even though he was just busy sleeping and playing.

Inner Barrel while increasing the speed of the motor.

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