MUTE
#38 ~Coming of Mr. Roy~'s Son

...~Coming of Mr. Roy~'s Son...

After saying that he could not guarantee the success of the operation, Firo came home because tomorrow morning he had to handle patients. I closed the restaurant door, went into the house and took a shower.

The body is sticky, feels really comfortable when in the bath. While submerged there are words Firo said that Brother Andri was chasing a beggar, for what Kak Andri chasing a beggar, is there something to do with Dad?

The more I thought about it, the more curious I ended the shower and immediately put on clothes. Go into the room, open the phone. "Is there any news about Dad?" my chat for Dini's sister.

Kak Dini immediately replied, "Not yet, Hani. Be patient yes.you just focus on taking care of the restaurant let your father's business leave it with brother Andri."

"Yes, brother," I replied.

Tonight felt very lonely, I thought of my father, now where, how news, I miss him so much. I haven't seen each other in a long time, I just wish Dad was okay.

My tears began to drip when I imagined my father's face, reflected in his smile and laughter. Although I used to rarely meet because of the busyness of my father, but my father was always there every time I needed him.

The next day, I woke up early. The first thing I do is prepare breakfast for Grandma, then clean up the house. After everything was done, I walked out of the house to breathe some very cool air. Take a deep breath and take it out slowly.

When I do it over and over again my heart feels very calm, today I am ready to work. "Tumben this hour is up?" grandma said from the front door.

I smiled and replied in sign language, "I'm so excited today, Grandma."

"Sorry Grandma can't help much at the restaurant" said Grandma.

"No papa, Grandma. Grandma just rest enough, for me Grandma's health is much more important than anything," I replied with sign language.

While waiting for Grandma and me to lie down in front of the TV, join in watching Grandma's favorite show. I don't feel like the clock is showing at 7:00. I rushed into the restaurant, waiting for the employees to arrive.

One by one the employees arrived, the chefs arrived early because they had to prepare all the kitchen needs. When everything came, I gave a little direction with writing on a piece of paper. The head chef read out my instructions.

All ready, they go to their respective positions. I started opening a restaurant. Stand in front of the entrance and be ready to welcome the first customer today. Visitors began to arrive, on average they are tourists.

Welcoming well, friendly with a smile, I let the visitors in. Many of them thought I was a restaurant waiter, "The servant is very beautiful" said one visitor.

I just smiled, this time I was really happy, not because of the beautiful compliments from the visitors, but because many visitors came to the restaurant. Many also praised the taste of good cuisine from the chefs.

It is not wrong Kak Andri sends employees at this restaurant, all like it is very trained and professional. I just said a few words they quickly understood. The waiter looked overwhelmed due to the large number of visitors. I helped deliver food.

When he was busy, customers came in again. "Good morning," The visitor was not ashamed to enter with a loud voice.

He is the son of Mr. Roy. Even though I hate her and her father.he is still a visitor of this restaurant, I must serve him well. The man sat down and said, "Well you were a mute woman back then!" the sound was so loud, other visitors looked at us.

I tried to serve him well, but was despised in public like this. If there were no other visitors I would have already expelled this man. I still return his words with a smile. The man said again, "It's so pretty, make me the best food here."

I gave him the menu, but the man said rudely, "In addition to being mute whether you are deaf, I said bring me the best food. I don't need that menu list!"

Another visitor stared at the man's sinister eyes, I went towards the head chef. "It's so arrogant of that man" said the Chief Chef.

I wrote, "Just make the food you think is the most special on the menu."

The head chef did not tell his subordinates, but he directly cooked. Actually I'm also very upset but want to how else. There was another visitor saying, "It's so arrogant that the man, his mouth is like an animal."

The food is ready, I'll take you to his desk. While serving food, the man said again, "You're here, until I'm done!"

Inhaling a deep breath, I held back the emotions. A bribe of men ate suddenly the dishes were thrown onto the floor, "What food is this, it's so bad!" the man shouted into my face.

The head chef came out to us, "I cooked. What an outrageous attitude you have, please leave if you do not like the food in this restaurant!" snapped Head Chef.

"Great chef, call the restaurant owner!" said the Man.

"The woman you despise, and are in front of you is the owner of this restaurant!" answer the Chief Chef.

I walked towards the exit, motioning to tell him to leave this restaurant. All the visitors yelled at each other and said, "Just go, you are arrogant to be a person!"

The man walked up to me, stopped at the pass in front of my face then said with a very angry face, "Look at it later, how dare you humiliate me in front of the crowd!"

I gestured again asking her out, giving a contemptuous smile. The Chief Chef told the visitors, "Sorry for the inconvenience."

"No papa, that cruel man is the one acting up" replied one of the visitors.

I wrote on the paper, "Please replace me for a moment." Paper I gave to the Chief Chef.

"Good, Mom."

I went out, went to the front of the beach, tears dripping down. I've been humiliated a lot, but this time it's a disgrace why I'm so hurt. This pain may be because he is the son of the one who tried to harm the father, and robbed him of everything.

Still standing on the beach, I kept crying I really wanted to scream, if you were here someone like him would not be able to laugh anymore, after treating me like this. Always crossed the cruel face of Mr. Roy's son in my head, just look at it.