Not my Man
What Situation Is This?
How shocked Muezza was when he heard the old man say an astonishing sentence.
“All the drinks here can not satisfy my thirst, know why?” said the grandfather with a twitching eye.
Muezza shook his head, he could not answer the grandfather's question.
“Because my satisfaction is in your sweet smile, beautiful!” Suddenly the customers cheered to hear the chattering of gaul's grandfather.
Age can increase but the nature of people cannot change. If he was a humorous man forever he would be a humorous man, like William's grandfather.
Throughout his life he was known as a slang grandfather who liked to spread death fighting for young girls, but none of them were serious. He did so based on sheer pleasure, no intention of being a brindled-nose grandfather.
In the right corner a female customer whistled and shouted quite loudly.
“Pepet continue until KUA!”
Muezza's heart was drenched in shame, anger evident on his face. How not the tapered cheeks were already blushing due to the cries of all the customers, while William's grandfather enjoyed the cheers of other customers.
“You know, why am I still sitting without ordering?” ask Grandpa William again.
Again Muezza stood up uncharacteristically to see the faces of the customers.
“You're quiet because I didn't visit you last night. Or are you angry to see me standing still without caressing your black hair full of affection?” grandpa William said without shame or hesitation.
Satria was visibly irritated by Grandpa William's behavior, but she could not take Muezza away from the old man.
“Basic old man doesn't know himself!” sibirnya while placing orders.
“Don't baper, bro!” advice from a customer.
Satria stared intently at the man sitting at table number 5.
“He's a new employee. If he stops because of embarrassment, do you want to replace him working, huh?” ketus Santri did not accept.
“Slow brother! Don't emotion.”
Satria passed by with emotions that ruled her heart and mind.
Unexpectedly the 18-year-old girl answered Grandpa William's question.
“If the moon and the sun unite then the world has no light, this natural phenomenon is like the two of us today. You're the sun and I'm the moon,” break up Muezza leaves grandpa slang full of playboy charm.
The sound of clapping filled the room, all the customers were very excited tonight. So does all the employees of Yoman cafe, especially Mario.
The man was very amazed by Muezza's mentality, Muezza's calm appearance covered his bold and assertive nature.
“My dress is with you, Mue.” Fenny embraces Muezza while stroking the girl's arm.
Inside the room Alun saw all the activities of his enterprising staff working without looking tired. The four employees have very strong energy, after working all day can still joke when doing the closing task of cleaning the room.
Ten minutes later, the four men will leave this room. Alun who had been busy checking the financial statements, was now standing in the doorway while watching them all.
When Muezza was about to come out, Alun hurriedly approached the girl.
“Who are you going home with?” asked Alun expressionlessly.
“With my man!” muezza said firmly.
“What ...my man? Have you been dating? Still a little boy. Does your mother know about this?” berondong Alun.
Muezza only frowned deeply in shock at Alun's response.
“I came home with my father, Boss!” muezza said, he does not want to be mistaken for a silly girl.
Just the word ‘priaku’ can change the minds of others.
“What ... has your father come?” tanya Alun poured the trash in the garbage shelter.
Muezza turned around to look at his workplace, occasionally he took a peek around the cafe.
“It looks like he's not here yet, Boss.”
“Your lips cannot say the word brother?” alun concluded questioning the same thing as last afternoon.
“I'm your employee. I can't call you at will,” kilah Muezza smooth.
“You it ...” Alun stopped his steps.
“I why?” Muezza stopped and turned to look at Alun timidly.
“You're my brother's friend, so just assume I'm your brother and don't call me boss!” beber Alun confirms his calling.
So, he considers me a sister. You idiot! Of course he will, my age and Ayas are the same and we are close friends. So why do I expect so much from him, the inner Muezza is trying hard to accept reality.
“Alright, right now I promise I will call you as Brother,” broke up Muezza while grabbing a bag of plastic trash and he put it energetically in the green garbage shelter.
They then sat in front of the cafe. The awkward Muezza subtly banishes the man she's been dreaming of as a boyfriend.
“You can go home first, B-bang!” throw him away awkwardly.
“You sure? Here a lot of thugs and this cafe is a former chinese cemetery,” beber Alun while pointing at the cafe.
The Muezza reflex steps forward to the lip of the sidewalk. Seeing the girl's response, Alun was more excited to tell Muezza the supernatural. When Alun was about to approach the sound of a horn sounded from a distance.
Highlights Muezza's father's motor lights panned sharply towards the two of them standing up. Muezza smiled victoriously at the sight of her savior having arrived there, confidently the girl with a waistline.
“Super Hiro I have arrived, Bang. Satan or whatever it is will not dare to scare me!” with sparkling eyes.
The embarrassed Alun could only duck down and then straighten his hair back. Azmi's eye gaze had many meanings and it caused a sense of unease in Alun's heart.
While nodding Alun greeted Muezza's father, “Night Om.”
“Hmm.” That was the only answer from the man who bears the predicate as a father.
“You disturb Mue?” Azmi's taunting question made the man nervous, but her nervousness was well hidden.
He even gave a faint smile to divert his nervousness.
“He's Mue's boss, Yah!” sahut Muezza fast.
He doesn't want his father to misunderstand and make mistakes like he used to when he was at PSG.
Alun thought Muezza's father would treat him more casually after knowing his status. However, Azmi cuek even he stamped the gas leaving Alun without saying anything.
Miris right? If a flat and cold man meets his twin. Haduh, if all the inhabitants of this world like Azmi and Alun modelannya. It can be ascertained that many women who die lice made.
“Serem very well the fathers,” complained Alun who looked at the back of Muezza who was getting away.
Upon arriving at Muezza's house, Azmi invites her eldest son to sit with her in front of the house. Azmi's minimalist house has a spacious yard and in front of her house there is a wooden cot made of bamboo.
Under the cherry trees the two of them sat side by side, there were only Azmi and Muezza.
“You're afraid, I'm talking to you like this here?” azmi asked casually without seeing the slightest bit of the child's face.
Muezza who had been angry just nodded without making a sound. How worried he was tonight, the look of his father who had been tense since birth made him afraid and tonight he had to be faced with a situation like this again.
Congratulations to me from your father's tantrums, O God. Pinta Muezza at her prayer in heart.