My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 39. Orders
Zaara walked gontai in front of building B with a thought that enveloped her. This is related to Raffa's letter that was given to him one week ago. The reason is, the young man will ask him right this week. While his brother looked enthusiastic and happy, when he said there was a man who seriously intended to propose to him. He did not tell his parents the figure of the man who will be asking for her, he thought that abi and uminya must have known the good intentions of Raffa from Aunt Sita.
Zaara looked riled up with her own heart. Related to young marriage, as he said at the time to his father. The wide-hijab girl never closed the possibility of her getting married at a very young age. Age is not a benchmark for a person whether he or she is worthy or unworthy of marriage. It is commitment that shapes his mindset so that he deserves to be a companion of someone. That commitment must be held by his partner as well. If the vision of their marriage mission is in line during the introduction or ta'aruf, then the two can continue towards a more serious level.
“Hey, dreamy habits!” Terry surprised.
“Astaghfirullah, make a shock!” said reflex.
“Come to the perpus, anter I want to find the material matkul Philology!”
“Yuk! Hana where? Usually with you, Ry!”
“Hana again snack first at the campus gate, the queue is long, yes I already.”
“Ooh!”
The two first-semester girls walked towards the faculty library located on the first floor of building B. That morning the time was still showing at 10 o'clock, the time when the library was quiet. Zaara and Terry enter the library room filled with collections that they think are quite old. When compared to the FIB library of Mentari University, it is very different. Zaara visited him a few weeks ago with friends when they wanted to find references to Indonesian history books. The collection of books there is very much, also equipped with a modern digital library.
“When we go to the FIB UM perpus again yuk!” ask Terry when he was confused looking for books about philology because the number is only small.
“Yuk!” said Zaara cheerfully. He was very happy to go to the library, especially they were also registered as members there.
Zaara went back to researching the books that were there. He was too focused on reading the titles listed, so he did not realize his body was nudging someone who was there.
“Sorry!” he said he was surprised to see the owner of the face of the person next to him.
“Hei!” she was friendly with that man's typical smile.
“What book search?” ask Arsene.
“Philology. You alone?”
“Morphology.”
“Ooh..”.
“The collection of the book is less?” arsene.
“Iya rich, if in UM many you know the collection of morphology books.”
“Oh yes? Have you been there?” ask Arsene.
“Yes, last week we went there. The collection is numerous and there is a digital library as well. Coincidentally my uncle who is now the main supplier there.”
“Hmm .. rich I have to try to get there. Mommy used to work there as the head of the bus.”
“Oh yes? Aunty Ajeng head of the FIB UM?”
“Iya said! Agree to go there!” arsene Pinta.
Zaara smiled, “later deh I agendain first the other.”
“Sipp, me first huh? Richly search for his book tomorrow again, I have to go to the store first for a while before entering college afternoon.”
“Okay!”
“Assalamu’alaikum!”
“Wa’alaikumsalam!”
Zaara looked at the back of the young man wearing a navy-collared shirt and jeans.
“Arsene!” call Zaara. His call sounded hesitant, worried about provoking the attention of other library visitors. Arsene quickly turned his head and stopped his steps.
“Iya?” tanyanya.
Zaara sighed, trying to be as normal as possible.
“Did you ever send me a book?”
Arsene's heart was shocked and pounding, but he did not show it on his face.
“What book?” tanyanya relax.
Arsene was silent, glued. He had promised himself not to tell Zaara as long as he had not been strong in his commitment. Besides, it seems that Om Reza was quite good and did not tell his son about the book. Arsene again continued his steps towards the outside of the room. Somehow seeing Zaara's suddenly lethargic face made her heart uneasy. Maybe it was just his feelings?
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Arsene's big black motorbike parked in his shop before the Dzuhur adzan roared. He just wants to control it and make sure everything doesn't matter. Alice, her cousin's sister who had just graduated from college, was placed in the cashier's office for a while. Alice is Nadya's son, Ajeng's only sister. The girl really wants to help Arsene, after all she really wants to fill her free time after graduation. He's been working at Arsene's shop for two weeks.
“OY Pak Bos Dateng nih!” alice exclaimed at the two chefs in the kitchen conversing.
“Kak Al, how was it?” ask Arsene to check the stock of the cake in the storefront.
“There is a wholesale eclair the same muffin earlier. This is also another grilled muffin again,” bright Alice, the bob-haired tomboy girl.
“Aalhamdulillah's. I checked directly into the kitchen!”
Arsene took her foot into the kitchen. It looks like Ardan is making choux dough for eclairs, while Satrio is making his stuffing.
“There are no Kang obstacles?” arsene asked while washing her hands. The young man checked everything from taste, aroma, texture, to maturity.
“No shit, Boss! It's again a muffin roast, it's a little ripe. Try later rasain, like not rich have a boss?” satrio.
Arsene looked at the glass oven. The little cakes that were fluffy looked good. The muffin that had been sold was made this morning, he himself made it before going to campus. While the one in this oven is made by the chef, although the recipe and manufacturing techniques he has instructed since the beginning they work here.
The grill's special alarm went off, the cake sign in the oven was ripe. Satrio swiftly opened the oven and pulled out a line of muffins from there. The delicious aroma of chocolate, vanilla, and beans mixes into one. Arsene took it and tasted it.
“Who made this?” asked Arsene after he tasted it.
“I Boss!” Arden raised his hand.
Arsene thumbs up on him, “Nice, Kang!”
Ardan smiled in relief with sparkling eyes, satisfied with his work.
“Tomorrow we multiply the stock of muffins and eclairs yes?!” arsene.
“Kang Rio, later I send a new variant topping recipe. Let more and more variants.”
“Any Boss!”
“For cupcakes and cake pops we reduce the amount, so that the rest is not much. Yeah hopefully there's no leftover.”
“Yes, chef!” say both together.
“Mantap! Continue, Kang!”
Arsene came out of the kitchen still while devouring the rest of Ardan's muffin that was similar to his. He noticed the tablet PC at the cashier table and checked the incoming orders and transactions. While Alice was busy serving the online motorcycle taxi drivers who did the order.
Today's sales were pretty good, even during the day, the muffins and eclair stocks were already sold out this morning. It was all recorded on his tablet that directly connected to the app from his phone as well.
“We can catch a lot on this Saturday,” said Alice, and immediately opened the application in the order made by order column.
“50 muffins, 50 eclairs mix variants! Sent off at 9 am at the latest,” he said made Arsene's eyes widen.
“Kereeen!”
“Saturday you're off right?” ask Alice.
“Libur.”
“Mantap!” Alice put Arsene's hand on hold.
“I'm back on campus again, sister! There is still college!”
“Yoyoi, spirit of Cen!”
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