MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 32
“Sorry, what is this?”
The arrival of a person to the Arkhan table makes a direct view of the source of the sound. Zalpha. For a few seconds Arkhan was silent staring at the face of the girl wearing a beautiful robe in front of him. Zalfa was no exception, who also stuttered as his gaze met Arkhan's eyes. The man's face…. Yes, that face immediately made Zalfa's head filled with events that night, precisely when Arkhan's face was very close to his face. Yes Rabb…
“Zalfa,” lirih Arkhan is still staring at the girl's face.
“Is there a problem with their service?” asked Zalfa who had just entered the cafe, his attitude seemed to not know Arkhan. The next second his face stiffened as he saw the rest of the mess that had not been cleared up on Arkhan's desk. Now he knows what just happened without having to be explained. To him, the visitor is king, without exception. He must be a professional work, what else is now witnessed by other visitors.
“I am the owner of this cafe. Sorry if the service we provide is unsatisfactory. As a form of apology, you can eat here for ten times without bills, for free. Including today. Later the waiter will give a free coupon for you,” continued Zalfa. Then he bit his lips. Aaa…. Bad idea. Arkhan definitely doesn't need a free meal like he offers. Arkhan can buy his cafe if the man wants to, then make what an offer that is not worth how much he threw? From Arkhan's appearance, it was clear the man was an established man. Zalfa is confused.
Seeing Arkhan's silent and unpredictable attitude, Zalfa rushed to lift Arkhan's laptop and flash. Then wipe it with a tissue.
“Please move table, we will replace your food and beverage menu with a new one. Which table do you want to move to?” tanya Zalfa tried professionally.
“OK. I accept your offer,” Arkhan said then he moved to the next table without choosing the table again.
The waiters went back to present the new menu in Arkhan's message.
Zalfa put the laptop and the flash to Arkhan's desk.
“Zalfa!” call Arkhan just after Zalfa turns around to leave the table.
“Hm. Be sitting. I want to talk.” Arkhan pointed to the seat in front of him. He looked up at Zalfa's face which was only half reachable. “Are you busy?”
“Nggak.” Zalfa turned back, then sat in Arkhan's front seat.
“My work is abandoned, and I'm not in the mood to continue again.”
“What is this about the money you gave to compensate the old man who hit me?”
Arkhan smiled miris. “You want to change the money, right? And I never sued him.”
“Then what?” The conversation was interrupted by the waiter who came to serve the dish.
“Flashdisk. I need a flash to move the data stored on the laptop. I hope I can be saved after my laptop is submerged in water. As soon as the data must have moved before my laptop device was damaged by air.” Arkhan turned his laptop and thrust the flash into the hole of the laptop, pointing to the bottom corner of the laptop that gave information that the flash was illegible.
“But I don't have a flash here.”
“Can't you go out for a minute to buy it? This is the responsibility of the cafe owner, right?” tugut Arkhan's.
TB