
Arriving at the basement, Rara got into the car next to Bizar. However, the door was locked.
Tok...! Ht ...!
“Mas Bizar, open.” Rara was a little screaming.
“You don't need to scream. Don't you see, the door behind is open?” Purba scolds Rara who is busy asking to open the door on Bizar.
Rara looked at the back seat, she slightly walked on the door that had actually been opened.
“I'm sitting here Sir?” ask Rara doubtfully.
“Hem,” Reply Ancient.
“Yesterday I can't sit in the back. Because ...”
“Udah.. come in, bring up,” Purba cut, pat the seat next to it.
Rara just followed. During the trip, Rara was silent. Gerogi also sits very close to Purba.
“Nona, where is the address?” ask Bizar.
Rara is confused, she doesn't feel good about Retno. Not yet izing too, fearing that there is neighbor gossip. Rara Aja has never seen Retno among guys.
“E, em ... Mas Bizar, I'm down in front there. Later there is a base OJOL.” Rara was a little scared.
“Your house is at ojeg base? “ Old Tanya.
“Eh, no, not Sir. Anu .. I am ashamed of my friend, if you go home between men, let alone use nibil5 is good. Neighbors love rame sir. I also hitchhiked at home temen,” Rara tried to explain.
“Hah .. ribet. Yaudah, we eat first in the usual place Zar, “ said Purba.
If it's just eating, Rara does not refuse.
A little while later, Purba received a call.
“Assalamualaikum Pa.” Greet someone across the phone.
“Iya, Sir, Sorry. I haven't told you yet, Mona was in the hospital a few days ago. Plan to tell your father and mother later if the office work is stable,” replied Purba.
Rara listened to the conversations of the ancients with whom. However, Rara's estimation, it's his parents Purba, because Purba is very polite in saying. If it is like this, Purba looks not a director of the company.
The simple figure of the Ancient self is very visible, the speech is good, calm and the aura suddenly changes like it looks more mature.
“Iya Sir, forgive Purba Sir. Later when Purba comes home, Purba stories all. For now it is like that. Just follow what his foreman Pak Hartanto said. Again forgive the ancients, sir. This is because of Ancient, Father so suffered also.”
Curious what his boss was talking about. But he was afraid to ask too many questions. Rara felt sorry for this bus.
Susana was silent, especially Purba had finished calling. Rara was so awkward Susana was silent like that. Some time later, the car stopped in front of a restaurant looks comfortable typical Nusantara.
Rara thought she was going somewhere fancy. In fact, this is a simple building, dominant from bamboo, but it looks like the place to eat is behind this building. From the front it was like an ordinary small building, but many vehicles were parked there.
Rara came down when Purba came down, she did not wait to be ordered, let alone the atmosphere from earlier was quiet.
Sure enough, when entering the building, there was a long road to the back with the building saung left right, there was also a garden and some ponds. Pesawahan and saung in the middle of it.
Very cool, suitable to unwind while pampering the wrinkle.
Rara, Purba and Bizar ordered one place and at the same time several menus. After that, walk back to the place that was addressed according to the number given by the waiter.
“Em ... Father, sorry. Who was that? His Father is Old Man huh?” Rara ventured to ask, she was tired of the lonely atmosphere, feeling tense as a result.
Purba just nodded. Rara was relieved, apparently Purba was not angry.
“Ra, after eating, you delivered Bizar yes. Until you get grab, you can not ride ojeg.” Purba.
“Kan, used to ride angkot,” said Rara.
“Oh .. Yes, alright.” Rara just come.
Some of the menu is already in session, Purba looks to eat voraciously.
“Uhuk ... uhuk ...,” Ancient cough, choking on sambel because of his hasty eating.
Rara reflexes to drink, while her left hand rubs the back of the Ancient.
“Pelan-Pelan, Sir. Hence.” Rara warned.
Ancient holds Rara's hand which helps her to drink. Rara was a little surprised. It's really close. Twice Rara was touched by Purba's hand, it was still strange. Nervousness and shame are unclear.
The tomb is finished.
“Be careful Ra,” said Purba as Rara descended from the meal time saung.
Rara stared at Purba with a smile, “Thank you still Sir.” Then Rara left, accompanied by Bizar.
“Mas, Bizar. Can ask?” rara said, as she walked towards the front of the restaurant building.
“Why?” ask Bizar briefly.
“Pak Purba is having family problems huh? Dad, Mom why?” ask Rara curiously.
“It's none of my business, Non. So I can't explain.” Bizar's answer was beyond Rara's expectations.
“Mas Bizar right, his assistant. Time does not know,” urged Rara.
“Although I am the closest person to Mr. Purba and I know everything about him, I do not have the right to talk much to others, about him.”
“Hum .. ok. It's okay.” Rara understands Bizar's position.
“That's Non, the car that has been ordered to deliver Non Rara Home,” Bizar said.
“Excuse me Non, I can only drop you here,” he continued.
“Iya, thanks Mas Bizar.” Rara smiled before heading to the car that had been booked online to pick up.
Bizar's phone vibrated as he wanted to return to where Purba was.
“Iya Sir?” ask Bizar over the phone.
“You wait in front. Mr. Gunawan just told me it was close here. Later you will be with Mr. Gunawan here, so that he does not long look for our place,” order Ancient.
“Good Sir. “
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Pak Gunawan has arrived, now one place with Purba and Bizar, where they ate.
The conversation lasted about half an hour. When the waiter serves some traditional dishes, according to the characteristics of the restaurant, an idea arises from Mr. Gunawan.
“Pak Purba, what if later in the Nusantara Fashion event, we also present traditional hawker stands. In order for the atmosphere of Nusantara thick, so not only showing off the culture from the fashion side,” said Pak Gunawan, look so confident that it will make the event a success.
“The idea is very interesting, sir. Although I don't know where such a dish comes from. If it should represent various regions, the response of Purba” is positive, but ended with supply constraints.
“If Pak Purba agrees with my idea, it can be arranged. Procurement stuff or we could ask people to make. No need the whole area, at least 10 booths from the representative of the area.” Gunawan gave the idea back.
Purba agreed, there is still time to find where goods can be held or find people who can make the food.
Suddenly he remembered Rara, that Rara from Central Java, his hobby was also cooking. Tomorrow Purba will discuss with Rara.
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