Nackal Duda
Seonggok Batu Tub

"Abi? Huahahaha.... " Dance laughed at me. This kid! How dare he!

"Why is that why? Nice dong call I made?" ask me full of confidence.

"immies? Ha...ha...ha.." still laughing at me turned out to be the boy.

"Gee! I thought about this last night until I couldn't sleep. You can't call me Om forever! Will my son call me Om? It's delicious!" grumbling.

"Yes but not Umi and Abi also times Om. The standard one! I don't want to be called Umi!" reject Dance.

"That's great, youh! It means mother."

"Mama, mommy, momma also all mean mom. Can't it be normal like someone else? I don't think I'm called umi, Om!"

I let out a pissed breath. Last night thinking about the name of the call eh as if this child rejects it on the grounds of not coocok and ask for normal. If under normal circumstances, I would have forced my will and ignored Dance's wishes, but now? The desire of Dance is a decree I must follow.

"What do you want to be called?" said relented. Now this former Duda Nackal is like a lion without fangs. Can't roar, bleating like a goat!

"Hm... Dance likes the call Abi, Om called Abi aja. The dance is quite called Mommy!"

"Huh? Mommy's? how westernized are you!" chirping.

"Gee! That's cool know Om uh Abi. Like a bule boy who calls him mommy... It's really cool, isn't it?"

There's this kid. Since when did he become like this kind of thing? The feeling doesn't care! Is this because most of them are watching?

"All right! All righty! It's up to Mommy Dance! Abi Agas. Are there any more things we should do at this cafe? I think it's done!"

"Hm... What yes? Hold on, dance check first!"

Before long Dance came out by showing a message on her HP. "You going there?"

Dance nodded with complete confidence. "Before we open this cafe, Om uh Bi. We need to know what a real cafe is. Can you please Bi?"

Huft...

I promised I'd take her, I couldn't avoid it anymore.

"All right! Let's go now!"

"Yes! Come on!"

"Slow down the path! Don't be so fast! Remember you're pregnant!"

"Yes... Da... Abi's a bawl!"

I also drove the car to the location shared by Pak Adi, the course teacher of Tari. Today the opening of the cafe that invited Mr. Adi as his invited guest.

The dance that had canceled the promise several times finally came too. He photographed several times the decoration of the cafe and was seen taking notes in a small note that he always carried around. Very excited for him, let it be. As long as Dance is happy, I follow her will.

Mr. Adi seemed to hold scissors to cut the ribbon that stretched in front of the cafe. Together with the cafe owner, he also shot a ribbon and immortalized with photos.

Dari continues to praise the cafe that he looked very cool. Dance and order food and drinks for her to taste.

We took a place a bit away from the crowd. Dance would want to discuss this cafe with me.

"Well, is it good for the cafe? Impressed luxury. I like dancing!" his praise.

"Try the food too! Let you know how it feels!" my advice.

Dance tried it and whispered, "It feels normal!"

I smile. "I guessed it anyway. This cafe is the concept of a place to hang out young people. The room is made with many photo spots. The food will be in nomorduakan. Food is important. I'd rather have a cafe that's good to eat than a nice decor."

"I agree! I also like the taste of food more than the decoration." said Mr. Adi who suddenly participated in my conversation with Dance.

"Can I join?" no need for my answer, he pulled out an empty chair and sat between Dari and me.

"Please, sir." replied Tari kindly. "Thank you, Mr. Invitation. Good thing my husband is off work so he can take me today."

Mr. Adi looked at me then nodded his head and smiled amiably. I replied with a flat smile

"It just so happens that today I have an opening schedule. It can add to your knowledge, right?" ask her on Dance.

"Yes, Sir. Also present at the opening of our cafe!" without my permission, Tari invited the nyebelin guy.

"Want to open a cafe? When's? Whereabouts? I must have come. I'm glad you finally opened the business. You are the smartest among the others. Most diligent and easy to teach. Your cafe will be a success!"

Ih why the heck muji-muji people's wives in front of her husband? Is that polite? I also know that Dance is smart, but don't let it be that time!

"Not far from the course, sir. The plan is open in a week. Not a gini cafe, but a Pak family cafe. Come later and say yes, sir." take Dance with you kindly.

"Oh sure! Later I will invite the teachers at the course to come as well. Let your cafe be crowded. I love the concept of your cafe. During this time I often go to cafes whose concept is a place to hang out young people, like this." He pointed to the cafe that had just been inaugurated. "Once in a while I'd like to see what the concept of family is. Will you cook the menu?"

"The recipe is from Dance yes, sir. But there's no way that Dance holds it all by herself. So Tari ngajarin employees Dance first until they are good. Take it easy, the secret ingredient is Dance who holds. So the secrecy is guaranteed!" said Tari with full confidence.

"Wad... How did you get that far? Original cool and well planned. I liked. Not the origin of making a cafe without calculation and planning at all. Cafe can also be a long-term business if we maintain and always innovate continuously."

"certain. Dance learned a lot from Pak Adi." praise Tari.

"Ah I just teach the knowledge that I have. The rest is because you are smart and diligent in learning." cih! He's a low-key snob!

I was already like a stone sitting quietly watching the two people in front of me chatting idly. I drank my drink until it was almost over. They are still exchanging ideas.

Patience.... Gases... Patience....

Dance pregnant again. Let Him be happy. Don't temp... Patience...

Patience....

When is this patient?

Liat bini himself laughs giggling with other guys it feels really upset! Huh!

Is this how Tari felt when she saw me with Cici and Tara? Am I that thick?

"So the menu that Tari offers is interesting and suitable, sir?" tanya Dance.

"Yes. The concept of family is suitable. Usually they are more concerned with eating with family with a typical home menu. You even provide snacks for them after eating. Good that! Your concept is very mature! There will be plenty of people coming to your cafe later!"

"Aamijin! Uh sir, I think you're called!" Dari pointed to a man who had since called Pak Adi's name.

"Oh yes. I go there first! Enjoy it!" Mr. Adi nodded at me before leaving. Kubalas with an insincere nod.

"Seru had a chat with Mr. Adi until the food became cold" said Tari without feeling guilty at all have been indifferent to me.

I just nodded and showed my empty glass. "Yes. It's exciting, huh? Until my drink is empty." I quipped.

"I'm sorry, Bi. I have a lot of discussion with experienced people like Mr. Adi. I'll have the responsibility of advancing the cafe you made for me. I don't want you to lose because of my inability to manage the cafe."

If this is how I can do what? Plus Tari is pregnant with my son too!

"Yes, that's okay, sweetheart. I'll wait for you. I support everything you do. Don't worry, yeah!" I said, with a big smile. Don't look at my face.

Huft...

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