My Handsome Lawyer

My Handsome Lawyer
Caught wet


Jessica Pov's


Making a living is not easy. Now I feel it myself. As a waitress I had to go back and forth to record the orders of cafe visitors, to the kitchen, deliver orders, clean the table, maintain the cleanliness of the cafe, sometimes help wash dishes, and sometimes help wash dishes, not to mention facing visitors who are fussy ordering this it with a lot of demand.


Especially today, the state of the cafe is very crowded due to the new spot cafe instagramable. I don't know how many times I've gone back and forth to the kitchen, delivering orders, the kitchen. It felt like my hands were aching with heavy trays not to mention my tired legs walking around. My sweat also poured, I occasionally wipe the sweat on my forehead with a handkerchief that I keep in the pocket of uniform.


Just now I was about to take a break sitting myself down and give my feet already called again. Ma'am Dewi shouted at me to deliver the order.


Ah, there seems to be no time for me to rest. I did not dare protest, I forced my feet to walk towards Mas Tio one of the barista cafe.


“Table 17 Jess.” Say Tio to me. I nodded my head.


“Siap, mas.”


“Excite, I will make coffee.” Mas Tio said while blinking one eye. Mas Tio is a bit flirtatious to tease me but he is really good. He was just joking like that.


I stepped towards table 17, arriving at table 17 without further ado I immediately placed the order of the table. The intention was because I wanted to quickly return to the kitchen and rest. I'm really tired, I don't feel like I can walk anymore.


“Please, Mr.” I said politely as I placed the order.


“Jessica!”


Em, it seems like I heard a familiar voice calling my name more precisely shouting. I lifted my head up towards the sound. I couldn't believe who was looking at me. I feel familiar with his voice. What calls my name is Kak Yoga, my future girlfriend and her best friend Radit.


Yoga why are you here?Well, how about it, he must be a kepo.


Already caught red-handed how else already faced. Eh, kok caught anyway, the effect is negative. I don't like it. I think being caught cheating is caught when I only work part time.


“Jessica, what are you doing here?What the hell is this?” The sound of Yoga reverberated in my ears. I smiled clumsyly.


“He, work brother. New money.” Answer me while grinning. I stood back up while hugging the tray.


“From money?Not wrong?”


Radit's like he can't believe it and feels weird about my answer. Well, anyone who knows me and my family wouldn't believe me if I knew I was working part time. Indeed, where might I work part time when in thought I have some cards that I can use to buy anything.


“No, Jessi is looking for money.” I answered Radit's brother. Brother Radit is just a beard, I can guess Radit is still curious why I work part time but he did not ask further because he realized Kak Yoga was looking at me strangely. I also don't know what that look means.


“What time do you finish working?” Ask me Yoga.


“Still another hour, sis.”


“I'll menu-.” I don't know what Kak Yoga wants to say but he hasn't had time to finish his words mbak Dewi has called me I turned towards mbak Dewi as well as kak Yoga.


Hah, I'm gonna tell you again.


“Jessica!” Birthday Mother Goddess called me while waving her hand slightly glared anyway.


“Jessi continue working first, sis. Already on call.” Kak Yoga and Kak Radit nodded their heads. Though I still want to chat with them but was forced to leave them to continue my duties.


I dragged my legs back to the kitchen to pick up another order and deliver them to another table.


“You know it's busy even fun to chat with guests, don't you like each other?The others have been back and forth to get three tables, you one table is not finished if I do not call.” Omel is the Goddess to me.


I am lazy to debate. I'd better get on with my work, one hour, one more hour to finish. Hopefully not overtime but seeing the situation seems forced to overtime. I cried.


Jessica Pov.


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Yoga stared at Jessi's back with an indecipherable look. Long enough Yoga stared at Jessi's back until the girl's back could no longer be seen, coming into the kitchen like that.


Why does he work part time?Is Bocil out of pocket money?if yes, why must be hard-earned, just ask mbak Ayu or mas Raka also be done. What exactly is the motive of the Bocil!


The first time Yoga saw Jessi with a crumpled look look exhausted with sweat pouring.


“Gue doesn't lie, does it?” Radit patted Yoga on the shoulder. Yoga nodded.


“According to you why does he work??”


Radit who asked Yoga just put his shoulder out.


“Only Jessi knows why.” While sipping his coffee.


I just ask him directly.


“Lo curious just ask him directly.” Advice Radit.


“Gue not curious!” Yoga is firm. Throwing aside his curiosity so as not to get the ridicule of Radit. What would happen if Radit to know Yoga curious on a woman. Yoga will definitely be a bully between Radit and Dito.


I'm not curious, no. Boy what cake work cake, I'm not curious at all.


‘Indeed you're lying to who, Ga?You forget who I am, you I have been friends from High School through many things like and sorrow. Gu knows exactly who you are, you're trying to shake off your own feelings. This time it seems you lost, Ga. I can see you like Jessi by the look of lo.’ Inner Radit.


“Remove yuk, I have a hearing tomorrow morning.” Take yoga home.


Yoga glanced at the clock on his wrist. It's still half an hour until Jessi gets home from work. Yoga is reluctant to leave the place, but, if Yoga doesn't come home with Radit, Radit will surely taunt him waiting for Jessi to work. Yoga also asserts Radit's invitation.


After Radit pays his bill, Radit and Yoga quit the cafe. They split up in the parking lot, Radit headed for his car and Yoga headed for his car. Radit and Yoga cars leave the cafe parking lot. They went in the opposite direction because the direction of the Yoga apartment and Radit house was the opposite if from the cafe.


Radit may go straight home, but not with Yoga. The man pulled his car over at the mini market next to the cafe. He parked his car facing the cafe exit. I don't know what Yoga is. He should have also come home like Radit, but instead hang out in front of the mini market. There is a Yoga attitude.


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